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 Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 12:28 pm
Tortured Mind
A lost cause that never finds,
Troubled dreams and faded lines
Forever drowning and cursed to be,
Losing touch, and touch to see
Tortured mind and hungered soul,
Loss of love; burnt out coal
Tears of acid running dry,
Reality fading as I cry
Hollow screams echo here,
Smell of twisted dying fear
Smile of chaos; burning blood
Lies of misery; sound of mud
False hope and blinding pain,
Courage hiding and bleeding rain.
Sighs of passion and thirst of life,
Blurry vision and angry knife.
Imprisoned happiness locked up tight,
lost the key and end of sight
Whispering voices; a trembling sound
Fading faces that cannot be found
Decieving friends; family of solitude
Creating a world low of altitude,
Lingering worry and deafening silence
Bounded hurt; scars of violence
Brain of madness, feelings of war
captured imagination becoming sore
moving images, captivating danger,
Alluring time; reflecting a stranger
Cruel sincerity a broken sign
Fantasy legend; wisdom of mine
Painless markings; horrific disasters,
Terrifying loyalty; heart of broken masters
One last sound to end it all
With that noise, all will fall
Beautiful gun; bullet so kind
Tragic end of my tortured mind.
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 12:30 pm
-_-" No one is showing up anymore....well, I guess I'll just post up another poem then.....not that anyone cares. stare
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Posted: Tue Aug 29, 2006 12:36 pm
I'm Alone
(How appropriate -_- )
I'm alone,
though I'm in a crowded room
I'm happy,
but I'm headed towards my doom
I'm lost,
though I know my way back home
I'm speechless,
but I'm talking on the phone
I'm sad,
yet I know the worst is done
I'm in the dark,
yet I'm standing in the sun
I'm here,
but I am so very far away
I'm quiet,
though I have so much to say
I'm hopeless,
yet I keep on hoping
I'm hiding,
but I'm standing in the open
I'm falling,
though I'm standing on the ground
I'm screaming,
yet no one hears a sound
I'm wounded,
yet I'm not bleeding
I'm flollowing,
yet I seem to be leading
I'm dead,
though I'm still dying
I'm telling the truth,
but I'm still lying
I'm Alone.
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Posted: Fri Sep 01, 2006 8:53 pm
I really like the second one. smile
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