SAD POEM CONTEST!

CLOSED!

This contest is for sad poems only
any form, any style and it doesnt have to rhyme
it has to be longer than 4 stanzas
it doesnt matter if its new or old its whatever u have

HAVE FUN!

1st place= 7 r/r/c
2nd place= 5 r/r/c
3rd place= 3 r/r/c

it begins today and ends on 5/4/07

put ur poems in here and cross ur fingers!

New?

Doesnt matter if its new or old

Kiss from a rose

A beauty which is growth,
Incased in the bread of soil,
A delicacy ode to sight,
Of which man were to spoil,

We coat each petal in demise,
Then paint it bloody red,
Add a thorn to the touch,
And from here this pain has spread,

A kiss from the rose,
White for their death,
Red for the Valentine,
And pink for her first breath,

Although the pity has been bought,
The heart was not to sell,
Is this all that life has brought?
In the circles of this hell,

Damn the man in tie and suit,
Banish those to fake,
Exile to the women bare,
As the Earth begins to quake,

How do the leaves fall?
Into their shades of red,
The soldiers evicted there to die,
With each shade that they have bled,

Goodnight to the stars,
As the morn stats to wake,
I send my prayers every night,
So my spirits never brake.

You dont know

You don't know who I am,
So don't pretend that you do.
You don't know what I feel,
Coz I am me and you are you.

You don't know what has happened,
And that's the way its gonna stay.
I don't want your sympathy,
So just go away!

You don't know who I am
Or what I feel.
You act as though you do,
But I know that it's not real.

You don't know what is wrong,
You're not my counselor, family or friend.
In fact, you know nothing about me,
Coz your just one of them.

You don't know what I want,
So don't tell me that you do
Why the hell do you think you know these things?
When I am me, your you!

I'll always love you

Everytime you done it
You only thought of you
You didn't care about your family
Or what you put them through

I dont understand why
Why didn't get help then
When it was obvious you needed it
You're suppose to be my mum, my friend

You would hide knifes and glass
We would find one each day
We were a happy family
Till the day you went away

Mum,
I dont hate you for it
I'll always love you
But I wont forgive or forget

Solemn Flowers.

Beneath the city lights, a serene tear shines,
As she curses herself for ignoring the signs,
Tracing the laughter lines beside her bright eyes -
She holds the solemn flowers and softly sighs.

A tear falls down onto the bare hardwood floor,
As she looks to the cross where you silently swore,
Your wedding vows, twenty long years ago;
And outside, the golden stars are faintly aglow -

But she holds her hands up to the charcoal sky,
Shaking, as she remembers all of your petty lies,
And her heart, it sinks to her feet, crumbling in agony,
As she screams: "How could he do this to me?"

But in her aging hands, she holds on tight -
To the solemn flowers, roses - black and white,
And in her vivid blue eyes, the world still turns,
Masking her sincerity, her lesson is learned.

-Jenna Elphick
April 29, 2007

Xx Blue Chalk xX

A little girl playing out on the street
Safe in the front of her house
Drawing pretty pictures on the path
Looking cute in her checked gingham blouse

She draws a mummy holding a tiny child
A big smile across her chalk face
She's cuddling the little girl close to her
In a tight and loving embrace

Then the little girl draws a man
With an expression of angry rage
She sticks her tongue out in concentration
Very talented for her age

She sketches the man raising his hand
About to strike, the now frightened, mom
The chalk scrapes across the stone floor
Where does she get her ideas from?

She draws the mummy lying on the ground
The little girl crying as she looks on
The man is laughing as he holds a drink
She draws a scene already foregone

The little girl steps back to examine her work
Her pictures spread out on the grey rock
She's told her life story across the ground
Drawn with her trusty blue chalk

*Gem*

Copyright©GemmaStott2007

This broken heart
shattered on the ground
bleeding like hell
savior to be found
and all those blood i've just waist
revenge you'll have to face

you made me cry
you made me bleed
you've left me with nothing to succeed
now i'm all alone
talking on my own
and screaming my lungs out to you

days pass by
i spoke to you
and you didnt even reply
i sit and cry
and wonder why
all you did is lie

---can i post another one?

Unloved and Alone

It's gone.
Oh, my God,
It's gone!
The love you once felt for me
Has disintegrated into dust
And been taken by the wind.
How can it be?
The love we had was true!
How can it be gone?

I can't breathe.

Our love was real!
It had to be!
I swear it was real,
Wasn't it?
Oh, my God!
It wasn't, was it?
You never really loved me.

I'm drowning.

This cannot be!
It just cannot be!
My love was true.
It was undying,
Until now.

Oh, my God,
I've been murdered,
My heart ripped out,
Stabbed,
Mutilated!

How can this possibly be?
I have died
Unloved,
Alone...

Josie

CopyrightJosieWentzel30march2007

I think this is a sad poem personally.

The bodys' rain

What is this feeling; an ambush of blood rush,
A strain on a black heart, drained with pain.
Continuous darkness, as she blinks so fast,
Avoiding tears; the body's rain.

The political over rated world, does nothing at all,
For the powers are meant to bring happiness (it failed).
The wealthiest country in the universe,
Cant even make the most normal girl smile.

The body's rain, is only needed when we overload,
99 times out of 100, these will be called crying.
Associated with sadness, misery, what about laughing and smiles.
For the lies of the establishment, the people are buying.

Overruled by leaders in a supposed (free country),
Living through a ganstas eyes, knowing what she shouldn't.
The cities unity discriminate rivals in fear.
Gun crime; the leaders wont intervene (they couldn't).

Love is important to relieve the world from anger,
But what is love? Where is it from? Where can it be found?
We all find it in different places and interpret it differently,
The body's rain plays a major part in the way that this goes round.

One perspective means absolutely nothing to the strong.
But if it influences YOU, i will have gained,
One world, one life, one way how you feel,
Its all in the bodies rain.

This is about society and how we are sheep being pushed around and stuck behind cages not allowed to be free.

Black and White Photograph

A black and white photograph, laying in the drawer-
Splattered with memories; too sad to just ignore.
Four faded edges, with the folded creases torn;
The picture held the spots where it was plainly worn.

The black and white smiles, holding so much joy,
A picture perfect romance, between a girl and boy.
The shades of black contrasting the light tints of white-
Showing how sometimes things aren't always alright.

He left you one day and you couldn't even stop him;
It just wasn't your fault; it was his silly little whim.
Gone, he left, like the bullet out of his gun-
Brought on by the thought of promised fun.

Well, times were more different than he ever expected-
He never could've realized all the things, so unexpected.
People were dying, shot right in front of his eyes
This isn't what he had ever wanted, he realized.

He couldn't come home and it broke your heart in two.
"What," you ask, "did he get himself into?"
The hatred spread by all the bullets, flying-
Each day, the body count slowly rising.

Then one day, a sealed letter came in the mail.
The writing was simple, written kind of pale.
"Sweetie, I Love You. I'm coming home soon.
No need to worry, I'll be home around June."

June came and went, without a soldier's return-
The news would come then; she would have to learn.
"He died fighting." the letter had read-
Crying, she took in what he had already said.

He never came home that cold night in June-
She realized just what happened, all too soon.
He was gone and there would be no more laughs.
Dust began to cover the Black and White Photograph

Green Rag.
By XxJustYourAverageTeenageGirlxX

A little boy sits in a room with tear filled eyes,
With the nickname forced upon him,
Is it any wonder why he sits there and cries,
With the nickname Green Rag impaled within him.

His mother said he was an accident,
A drunken one night stand
She never felt any excitement
The moment he came into the world.

Every day the torments carry on
And with each one the weaker he gets
With nothing left for him to abandon
He feels it was the way to go.

Sitting in the corner of a locked room
With a shiny metal razor to hand
No more of being locked within his tomb
As the glistening stream begins to flow

Relief spreads through his tingling hands
As the razor drops to the floor
Ready now to perform his final commands
With a bottle of bleach sat beside him

Suddenly the key to the door turns
He has to think quickly so he downs the bottle.
Slowly everything going dizzy as it burns
His mother walks in with mouth to the ground.

A note she finds on the floor
Picking it up, she reads it ...You did this... it reads
Dropping the note she flees to the door
And it was then she realised she had a 7 year old son to care for.

-------------------NOT TRUE STORY-------------------

Story: A boy, who his mother was ashamed of, got told all of his life he was a worthless green rag and he got tormented everyday. But untill he killed himself it was then his mother realised what she had and then she regretted all the hate towards him.

By Tracy D Rollings tracydr42 -all rights reserved

I saw the kid walk in the door
dragging his books across the floor
to tired to make it too his room
so she hit him with the broom

He sat on his bed and started to cry
but no one was around, to ask him why
he holds his head up and tries to read
but does no good, he's too tired to see

His head is hurting from the night before
from the busted head when he hit the floor
he wants to eat, but there's no food
makes you wonder why they can be so rude

He don't understand why they are so mean
why they can't wash and keep him clean
goes to school to get away from home
so he doesn't have to feel he's alone

He tries to hide it from all his peers
the pain he suffered through the years
all the torture they gave to him
I pray to God, he gives to them

But now he lives his life with all that pain
of all the things that drives him insane
this is no way for a child to live
there's so much love he wanted to give

These Porcelain Tears
ArkAng3l0fS0rr0w Bryan

The sun sets on her Porcelain Face,
tears roll down her cheeks in such disgrace.

For a love that was forgotten, no one really cares,
the pain she shows is too much for her to bare.

Writing her final note, no one around to see,
what she's been through, how hard life can be.

So she sits on her bed, with a pen and some paper,
waiting on her Prince Charming to come and save her.

She writes down her feelings, each and every day,
hoping her true love will come and take her pain away.

Wait as she might, her Prince Charming never shows,
writing down her feelings, but the torture never goes.

So she swallows the pills, lays the bottle by the bed,
and finishes writing her note, this is what it said,

"If my Prince Charming finds this, don't have any fear,
I will die here now with these Porcelain Tears."

Bryan Hunt © 2006

By Tisha

In memory of the niece or nephew that I never got to know
Although we only knew of you for a short time ,we all loved you so
I remember the day that your Mommy said you was on the way
I will not ever forget that day it seems just like yesterday
She was so excited,she sent me a picture of the test on my phone
She feels so empty inside,without you she feels alone
I remember that she told me that you would be her last
But time was moving quickly,it was moving way to fast
Then there was the call when something wasn't right
I really thought that things would be OK,little did we know that things were all wrong that night
So many things sadden me when I sit and think
Would have you wore blue jean bibs or lacey dresses made of pink?
Would you look like your just Mom or be just like your Dad?
I'll never get to hold you in my arms
To protect you from all harm
There will never be a first smile
As I sit and think of it,I cry for just a while
No first steps for us to catch you as you fall
There will not be no birthday presents of baby dolls or baseballs
God has another place for you and it isn't here with us
And when he said it was time for you to go,you never put up a fight or fuss
May god hold you in his arms till your Mommy makes it there
To the place where you are now,in heaven that is where
As I say goodbye,we will forever miss you so
Never knowing why we had to let you go

Love,Aunt Tish

I wrote this for my niece or nephew that my sister lost on April 23,2007....at 8 weeks pregnant....

This Little Girl

Just a little girl
Just turned 6 years old
Just a little hope
That her mum will still be there

Her mother died 3 years ago
Her father left 2 years ago
This little girl is living off scarps
Scraps that were thrown in the garbage

This little girl does not have a home
This little girl, just wanders and romes
She sees the people, just walking past
And she hopes that maybe one day
Her mum will return again!

She refuses to accept the fact
That she has nothing left
She lives on and she lives strong
She knows there is something else out there

This little girl just wishes for a blanket,
So she can know a night without a shiver
She says she does not need a bed
She just wants some comfort
In her so far lost life

This little girl just wishes for some bread
Just the taste of food,
would that help her feel complete???
She says she does not want a spread
Just dry bread, that is all she wants

This little girl just wishes for someone
Someone who can talk to her
And listen to her pain
Someone who will understand
And tell her that it will all be ok

This little girl, now 17 years old
Living in dreams for 11 years now
Decides its time to give it up
This little girl is cutting her wrists
And sniffing paint on the streets
She is not looking for food anymore
She just wants cocaine

She does not want a blanket or bread now,
She wants alcoholic beverages
So that just for a few hours
She can forget the life she is living
She does not want someone to talk to
Now she wants someone that’s selling
Selling the drugs she is addicted to

This little girl
Isn’t little anymore
She is now 28 years old
And she lives 6 feet under
Because she lost the will to carry on

Just a rope, just a chair
That is something I never expected of her!

Lucy-Lucililly

Come Back Again Daddy
-TheWorldFellNUWerentThere

I admit,
I'm hurting my heart with sighs,
When every winding road,
Is nothing but a dead end.

I try to find the perfection,
But I get lost on every road,
Never seem to find my way,
I'm breaking down faster then I thought.

I just want to see the light,
That will let me know everything is okay,
But the horizion seems to never stop,
And the light seems to never come.

I'm faced with reality,
No one here to kiss away the nightmares,
I have to fight the battles,
The world puts against me.

I think everyday,
That I will soon find you,
But it's been fourteen years,
Since I've took a long look at your face.

That was when you were holding me close,
I felt such a strong bond between us,
But it's faded so quickly,
Then I ever wanted it to be.

I never talk to you anymore,
And I feel like I'm not the child you wanted,
Just tell me that,
You'll come back again Daddy.

Helpless

Had ever there been a person,
To care for her child,
Perhaps he would be civilized,
Not so much as wild.

The beatings endured when young,
Are more than the mind could bear,
His scars and bruises remind him,
Of his lonely childhood scare.

A swift punch in the stomach,
And a slap against his cheek,
Finished with a throw twelve steps long,
Takes away his ability to speak.

Blood ran down his forehead,
His body collapses with despair,
He looks up in time to see his father,
Slowly coming down the stairs.

The creaking of the steps under his weight,
Warned the boy as he came near,
His eyes crossed when he moved,
His soul filled with indescribable fear.

Pain held his limp body down,
He became sleepy and weak,
A foot softly laid on his back,
His brown eyes begin to leak.

Slowly, his eyes had closed,
Sounds began to dissipate,
Finally, the end was near,
No longer did he have to wait.

Sirens wailed as the boy fell asleep,
Police charged in after the guardian,
They arrest the wolf in sheep's clothing,
And rescue the child of no more than ten.

What Has Happened To You

I've got to escape
I've got to leave
I cant take no more
Of this agony

You push me around
Yell and scream
I hate what you've become
And what I've seen

You put me down
And make me cry
I believe it all
How gullible can I be?

You need to stop
For if you don't
I might just...disappear...

I've got to escape
I've got to leave
For if I don't
Death is upon me

Still Waiting

Everyday reminding you
With ache and pain on my chest
I'm bruised for anything to do
Still aching,still waiting to nest

Still taking the time,you should have arrived here
'No I can't really believe yet I haven't seen
Maybe he was late to wear
Still counting,still here I've been

Still waiting with a bouquet of red roses
They're dried just like my soul
This is the second spring nature snoozes
Still broken,still sole

Still wearing that white dress you bought and hoping
To see you after that bunch of years
The heart of me into million pieces now sweeping
Still crying,still into fears

The visitors have already left this place
With a ruined dress and a sad smile
Looking over the past I need to face
But I'm still loving you,still your bride

Sin-Shine

Sunshine turns to sin
Sinshine falls upon my head
I am graced with the beauty of pain
As once again I must face this dread

Clouds turn to darkness
Mounds sit over me
Their contents spill before my soul
As I dare to be free

Trees turn to sadness
Dreams once more shade you
A single leaf comes crashing down
Reconciling pictures you once drew

Breezes turn too hollow
Freezing days are to come
I attempt to end this cruel world
But my pain is not yet done

Rain turns to emptyness
Pain flies in my hair
Multicolored rainbows
Cascade with great despair

Days fade to winters
Dazes are in my mind
You've always been my understanding
Yet nature calls it's time

Lost in the city
by J Lau

Wandering aimlessly,
In a city full of people.
So lost...
Mindless...
Nothing seems interesting anymore,
Nothing appears to the mind.
No sense of urgency,
No sense of time.

People all around you,
In a shopping spree.
Talking...
Laughing...
Browsing shops with their loved ones,
Looking for the perfect gift.
Some enjoying the moment,
Some rushing to get back home.

Walking alone quietly,
Without memories to claim my own.
Pacing...
Without purpose...
Just painstakingly waiting,
For a friendship on hold.
A relationship that never started,
Uncertain of its future.

Lost... in a city,
Counting... Every second.

< - - - - - - - - - - - >

I wasn't made to be alive.

Please remember me forever,
promise to never forget,
as my last tear is shed,
and i've finished weaving my web.

a spider i may be,
red a sign of death,
but you were never scared,
as i started running out of breath.

i've worked so hard to live,
the thing for which i strive,
but i think i finally understand,
i wasn't made to be alive.

my existence merely a waste,
of space and of air,
my life just an excuse,
for someone to not be there.

i know that this is true,
so please don't disagree,
if anyone deserves to die,
the person should be me.

so i'll shoulder my insecurity,
and walk into the street,
don't scream if you're a witness,
i'm just a whisper in the heat.

gabriella...
hope ya like it!! it's prettty new.

If tears could be woven, i could make a thousand gowns
if pain were words, i could write a million novels
if guilt were food, i could cure world hunger
i've ruined everything for everyone and can't forgive myself for it.
if love were letters, my mailbox would be empty
if kindness was given out like money, i'd be poor
if there was a shop to fix hearts and souls, mine couldn't be repaired
the world is cruel and so are the people that live in it
and i have learned this lesson too many times.
i'm so sorry.

For Every Heartbeat {Quadruple Ottava Rima}

Dedicated to the play "I'm Not Stupid." This play is about a mother who kills her "stupid" son [mentally disabled, really] because she thinks he is worth nothing more than a dog. Give me honest critic.
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For every heartbeat there is a stronger one,
Dancing in the moonlight of hope and prayer.
Even though you think you have no where to run,
God will show you a special kind of care.
And even though they all poked their fun,
God will shelter you and cover your share.
You may not be loved by arms of mother,
But here in Heaven we are all God's brother.

"Do you even love him as a true son?
"Do you even care his feelings hurt like yours?"
"He's like a dog; next, I'll get a real one."
"I can't believe you just said that; he's not a chore."
"He's nothing to me; he's not a true son!"
"He is mentally disabled, but he's yours."
"He is a human being, not a log."
"I don't love him . . . he's nothing but a dog."

"I can't believe you did it! You're crazy!"
"I'll have you committed for what you have done!"
"I didn't do it! A dog that was lazy!"
"He wasn't a dog! . . . to shoot him with a gun!"
"He was a dog! I swear I'm not crazy!"
"I swear I'll put you away . . . he was your son!"
"He was stupid; he was no son of mine."
"I'll have you committed for your crime."

For every heartbeat there is a stronger one,
Dancing in the moonlight of hope and prayer.
Even though you think you have no where to run,
God will show you a special kind of care.
And even though they have all poked their fun,
God will shelter you and cover your share.
You may not have been loved by arms of mother,
But here in Heaven we are all God's brother.

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This is a poem written in 8-line octives. Each line is of a 10 or 11 syllable count in the following rhyme:

One octive poem: abababacc

...so on and so on.

xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex

Marked

Tears rolled down her puffy eyes,
she was eternally scar inside.

He had mark her soul with his
deception, and he toy with her
deepest emotions.

Loving him kept her sad, but
somehow without him she wanted
to be dead.

She had fell with her eyes close,
and she didn’t know pain that his
arms hold.

Mark by his perverted kiss, but
like a foolish child she find herself
miss it.

Knowing that no matter how
bad he makes her feel, if he ask
she will.

Therapy bring no relief, and
she continue to find herself wrap
his sheets.

In his eyes she fell, and he mark
her with his spell. No matter where
she is he continue to be a snare.

Broken inside and out,
and in her heart she doubts.
She doubt her strength, because
she has be mark by a love that
truly sick.

Sure u guys can post up to 3 of ur poems

One last jump

Standing at the cliff's edge
Looking at the water below
Endless pain has brought me here
This is my time to go

As I stare at the water
I think of what I have become
Someone I never wanted to
Cuts and scars on my arm

Bloody tear drops flow
Down my cracked cheeks
As I get ready to jump
After all these painful weeks

I'll leave a bloody note
One to explain it all
To let them all know
What made me fall

'Mum, I don't know why
Why you put us through
So much hurt and pain
You only thought of you

I love one guy
That I can not have [ever]
He doesn't know how much
I need him in my life [forever]

But thats not to be
And I can not let go
He has a piece of my heart
He just doesn't know'

This is my final plunge
One jump and I'll be gone
Away from this painful life
So everyone can move on

And this is my third poem
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Far away

Looking at your picture
Tears start to fall
I don't know how
I lost you and all

I remember when
You would help me
When I needed someone
It was you I would see

You were always there
When I needed comfort
When I wanted to talk
You would make an effort

But now your gone
And your so far away
But I will meet you again
Up in heaven, one day

Xx More Than Just A Nan xX

Nobody warned me about how I would feel
The constant pain, the tears and all the grief
It's almost unbearable to have you gone
But to know you're at peace is a relief

I didn't like to see you in so much pain
You were just waiting for your soul to succumb
I could see in your eyes that you'd had enough
Even though all those tablets made your body numb

It hurts that I wasn't there to hold your hand
And to say I loved you... just one last time
I never got to say my last goodbyes
And to see you safely on your heavenly climb

It's so painful to realise you're not coming back
That I'm never going to see you smile at me again
That fact you won't be there on my wedding day
Is just to much hurt for me to retain

Is it normal for me to feel so utterly lost?
To feel like i've lost a part of my soul?
But I know you're in a much better place now
So I'm trying my best to keep in control

Nanna, I don't know how to put into words
Just how much I loved and cared for you
For you were more than just a relative to me
You were a grandmother, a mom and a best friend too...

*Gem*

Copyright©GemmaStott2007

(My 2nd poem)

Xx Apple Of Her Daddy's Eye xX

She was the apple of her daddy's eye
She was his favourite from the start
She had the brains, beauty and confidence
Until one day she lost her heart

She met a boy who was bad news
And fell in with his troublesome crowd
No longer cared what her daddy thought
No longer cared if he was proud

She started to swear, do drugs and drink
Her life went completely off of the rails
But then one day she went too far
I'll spare you the sordid details

She got herself pregnant at only eighteen
And she felt she had nowhere to turn
She kept it secret and never let on
And ignored all her daddy's concern

At times she really wanted to tell
But she didn't want her daddy to know
But she needed to do something quick
Before her baby started to show

So many nights she spent wide awake
Problems running through her mind
Uncertain on what the future would bring
She wished that time could rewind

Back then she had so much potential
Her daddy said she could do anything
But now she had thrown it all away
For one little meaningless fling

The days went by, she shut everyone out
As she dwelt on her thoughts and fears
She had no idea of what she should do
And the thought would reduce her to tears

If she kept this baby, that was it
Her life would never be the same again
And how would she tell her daddy
How was she supposed to explain?

But she couldn't just get rid of it
That's something she could just never do
She felt she was stuck in a dead end
What had she gotten herself into?

If only she could tell her daddy
He'd know how to make it better
But she couldn't tell him face to face
So she wrote it in a letter

"Daddy I'm sorry, I've failed as a daughter
And I don't want to live life anymore
I did something stupid and really unwise
Something I can't forget and ignore"

"I got pregnant daddy, I really regret
Not listening to you when you said
That I would ruin my life when I got with him
You were right; I was soft in the head"

"So daddy I'm sorry, I love you much
But I can't keep living this lie
Please put on my gravestone this one last thing
'The apple of her daddy's eye'"

*Gem*

Copyright©GemmaStott2007

(My 3rd one)

EnTaNgLe

He planned a kiss on her split
lips. He promise to mend her
heart that he rip.

His touch entangle her, and
kiss capture her. Just like a
picture she's in his frame,
and just like a lighter his love
cause flames.

The taste of him stay on her
lips, and from his lies her heart
steady rips.

She can't leave him because
of his plead, and just like a fool
she's back there between his
sheets.

Where her body is in heaven
and her heart is in hell, but
somehow there under him she
believes he care.

That he will not continue to
cheat, and one day she will be
all he need.

But after the love making,
she's back on earth again.
Where her pains are plenty
and her tears are many.

Where her troubles all started,
and where her heart departed.
She continue falling, entangle by
his calling

Bleeding Tears

My heart want to talk but
my lips are seal.
My soul now bleeds these
unbearable tears.

Losing you has torn my
insides out, the thought of
us is what pains are all about.

The sun never set on my empty
heart, that why I continue to be
in this dense dark.

You were the light that once lit
this black empty soul, you was
the source that make me
completely whole.

Now this soul of mines bleed
tears, and this heart has kept
its lips seal.

The pain has shatter and
collapse the heart within and
now all I do is pretend.

I pretend I here your footsteps
in the hall, I pretend to answer
as if you call.

But the truth is you die on a
late Thursday night, and I stop
living for life.

Happiness was no longer
available, and hope suddenly
disappear so now all my soul
do is bleed tears.

Tears of grief is what seal the
lips of my heart, and now that
you gone I'm a man apart.

Hurt, pain, and loneliness has
kept me in the dark, and has
seal the lips of my broken heart.

Bleeding Tears

Dear Daddy y do u hit me like u do,
why don't you ever say baby I love you,
you call me names that hurt me deep,
you hit me even when I'm asleep.

This hurts so bad cant you see,
the scars show up all over me,
I cry every night thinking about you,
I wonder when you will do something new.

You are the one that I really fear,
my heart stops whenever you are near,
this isn't the way things should be,
you should love me don't you see?

you tell me I'm just a mistake,
thats when I feel my life is at stake,
you tell me to be more like my sister,
this hurts me more than a big twister.

You make me want to bring out the knife,
and cut so deep to end my life,
does hurting me make you feel good?
or do you feel guilty?because you really should.

Even tho you hit me i still love you,
i wish you felt the same I really do,
why do you like breaking my heart,
this I don't know its tearing me apart.

I sit in my room writing this poem in a book,
your gonna kill me if you get one little look,
but now I hear you coming up the stairs,
catching me by total unaware.

You take a bat and hit me in the side,
its to late for me to run and hide,
but this time you've went to far,
you've left more than one little scar.

The last thing I see is you in my door,
staring at me while I lay on the floor,
now as I'm bleeding the room is going black,
its finally over I'm never coming back.

Will you come to my funeral?Will you be sad?
will you admit what you done was bad?
I want you to know I feel warm and safe,
now a smile is always upon my face,

One last thing before my spirit goes,
are you gonna tell mom? so everyone knows,
your the reason why I died,
the least you can do is try not to lie.

The white light is now bringing me through heavens gate,
this is what I wanted it was my fate,
yes when I got older I wanted to go to heaven,
just didn't think it would be as early as seven.

Heres mine

Title - foreshadowing a life

An opaque room silent
no hidden voice to be heard
murmurs and whispers
but no concrete words

fears grow stronger
as my heart fades
deafening screams
as I lay here and wait

twilight pierces the sky
fleecy clouds cast shadows
the wind hushes me to sleep
curled up against my window

sleepless nights
and fear filled dreams
praying just to overcome
to let my heart sing

everything has vanished
waking to a transparent world
tapering clouds brood down
foreshadowing this lifeless girl

Abused

My heart is breaking,
Tearing at the seams;
All I can do is,
Rip out the things you said,
And tear it all apart.

There are so many words you say,
That destroy my mind,
And my heart;
The feelings of being unwanted,
Make me hate you even more.

These tear streaked eyes,
Have to face the world everyday,
It's getting harder by the day,
To keep holding in the tears,
Every time you abuse me the way you do.

You keep breaking me down,
As the days go by,
Your the one who's rotting me away,
And its the bruises you give,
That is eroding away my life.

My eyes are blinded,
By the pain I receive,
Beaten and abused,
I feel nothing else,
Because there's nothing to feel.

This life is worthless to live,
Nothing seems to be,
Like those of the others around me,
Maybe someday, just one day,
I'll walk away, unnoticed.

..edit...

I Don't Love You Anymore

I try and try to love you,
But my heart keeps saying no,
No matter how hard I try,
To keep it out of my head; it finds a way in,
" I don't love you anymore."

I can't keep pretending to be "your girl",
And it's killing me watching you,
Lose yourself in this love,
That was never to be,
It's just, I don't love you anymore.

I tried loving you,
I truly did,
But the flame burned out,
And the task became harder,
I'm sorry, I just don't love you anymore.

I just don't love you anymore,
I can't see letting you live,
A love that isn't even true,
I'm sorry but,
I just don't love you anymore.

Into The Heart (Battle)

Blood veins and locked chains
The things you will have to cross
A far away journey to encounter
It is an adventure to reach the boss

Yet are you willing to fight,
Willing to sacrifice your king?
A chess match is what it is
With heart and soul on a string

Moves will equal consequences
Are you ready for the beating?
You should be anxious, petrified
There is no negotiation meeting

Yet if it is the battle that you win
And you tear the walls apart
You will win the glorious prize
And conquer the childlike heart

A heart so soft and loving
Locked up in walls and chains
Into the empty halls you will find
Whatever else the heart remains

A naked body you will find and see
With eyes so innocent and pure
A kiss you are tempted to give
The body, soul, and heart's cure

But you will refrain yourself
For you are the gentle knight
Willing to sacrifice your heart
In order to win the fight