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by Jeremy B Feb 3, 2007 category : Dark, fantasy / unexplained
Writing in secrecy Hidden among candle light To the demons in control Of me this dreaded night. The bloody demons that are Disturbing my very mental. That make me ponder If this damn love is real. Demons I created myself That feed my fears. While I know she wouldn't lie, I still live in complete denial. These monsters that come To me in my dark dreams, Terrorize my heart and love To the point when my soul screams! Leaches that feed on doubt Slightly caused by a goodbye With the forgotten "I Love You." That makes me wish to die. Devils appear before me now Out of the smoke I breathe. And ghosts haunt me of Your spirit that I cannot see. My mind is truly tainted, As the thoughts of the forbidden Cloud my conscience self And make the real me hidden Inside of myself. Its As I am my own prison. I fight my own battles With myself for each decision. Ice now fills my veins As my heart freezes over. Rage controls me now Though I remain sober. I see a race of non-existence: The people of my mind. Even with them I feel alone Though they are my kind. I hear their violent cries Asking me to come home. I hesitate to again leave Though my presence is not know. My memories I have of her Bring my back home to hell. For I miss her oh so And I wish her to be doing well. The flames eat away The flesh that once did Caress her face. Now just A memory of very well hid. Blood pours out the wounds Of the knives in my back, Stabbed deep into my spine By friends of my lost track. And still the cd skips Again and again my life repeats. The same disappointments, yet New faces as again fate meets With God and Satan To decide how next to kill The fragile fragments of my being And permanently erase my will. Fate has become my father, And misery thus is my mother. Suicide is my sister. I will not Succumb to this! For I love her! Though love doesn't seem strong Enough to break the barrier Of the gate to the Great Abyss. I am just a mere carrier Of the New World disease That plagues my spirit. Do save me! Please speak up. For I cannot hear it. Deaf is now the ears Which I so did treasure. No longer do I hear The music that was of her. A Dragon of such as me Cannot stand in the presence Of a Holy being of an Angel. I did bring her presents High on eagle's wings. Back before I was damned To this eternal darkness, And my soul was in his hand. Ever so much do I still long To just once again hold In my arms my lover And not be consumed by the cold Of eternal loneliness. That Bitter cold feeling of emptiness Now fills the void in me That once held true bliss. As the grey hairs fall From my fading body I'm lost in a nightmare And cannot find reality. No longer can I distinguish What's fake and what's real. If I even needed help, it's now. On my own I cannot heal.
by Carly
You commented on three of my poems saying, "Nice." Well I think this poem is better than, 'nice', this is so good. I love it. Keep it up.
by jay
WOW!!!very nice work def 5/5.keep up tha great work.