Ehhh, Just found some of my old poems and s**t, though many are lost and will remain lost for all time D:
So I's Figured I'd post some of them here~
And they kind of inspired me to write new ones e.e So I'll give writing another shot~
No Title Yet~
Why do I bother,
When so hated by my family, my father,
So why do I try,
Why do I regret living, only to die?
Why is there violence, sorrow and pain,
Would we as people, be better off never feeling again,
Why must me judge, fearing the unknown,
Why can we not strive, against the falseness, the lies,
Must we start off each day, readying our disguise?
We all lie, cheat, suffer in sorrow,
How is it we trudge on, living through to the morrow?
We all traverse this great plight,
The mystery, that is life,
There's so many questions, unanswered, but thought,
Why arn't we our true selves, why do we care if we're caught?
There is no freedom in the matter, freedom in life,
This life is forced upon us, as we're forced through this strife,
So why not Rebel,
In this self proclaimed hell?
Why is it wrong to die?
Are we not all made for the flies?
Through death comes new life,
Death welcomes all with a knife,
At birth we feel pain, cry out as an introduction to the world,
A world of deceit, sorrow, hopelessness, On God's finger, is twirled...
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Yet another untitled one 'YAY' -.-
Why don't I have worries, Why don't I care,
My problems lay neither here, nor there,
Why don't I give a s**t,
My mind devoid, as a darkened pit,
So tell me, why do I struggle, why do I fight?
When there is no redemption, no cure for this plight,
I am he who smiles at death, and fears life,
Why do I not bother, not try to put an end at long last to this strife,
Shall I carry with me always,
This pain, this curse,
This darkest of darkness, driving me into a hearse,
So why does pain take pain away?
Why is it you, only you, that makes my heart sway?
So why must I care,
For these troubles, not here nor there,
As much as I fight it, I do care, this much is true,
I care not for me, but for all of you,
All of you who live, smile, breathe,
All of you who will eventually leave,
I can't tell fact from fiction any longer,
The only clear thing to me is that this love grows ever stronger
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Dude, wtf? I seriously need to title all of my work, honestly this is getting ridiculous.
no title, surprise?!
Sullen people pass me by,
With hollow "Hello's" and "Goodbye's",
Yet none pay mind to me,
For I am solemn, not made to be happy
Curse you life, love, everything that has been made,
For death, beckoning death, anything I'd trade,
Yet I'm persuaded to live,
Not willing to breathe, yet willing to give,
I can't fathom how this writing is actually saving me,
When everything but her, condemns or forsakes me,
So why do I live,
Truly, I ask you,
Why must I hate life, hate everything living,
Why do I envy the dead, no longer giving?
I wish to be with them, to be 6ft under,
With no more cares, no more left to ponder,
So leave me be,
Pay no mind to my life,
I only seek so dearly, to be ridden of this strife
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These are pretty poorly written x: Definitely not my best work rofl XD
OMFG ONE WITH A TITLE?~?~?~?!?~@?@~#$? ******** -.-
Release (Yayy, what an 'awesome' title eh? -.-)
All I long for is death, dear sweet release,
My heart persists beating, my lungs fill with air, I wish it all to cease,
My mind is hell bent, on suicide, on pain,
These thoughts, these feelings, I can no longer restrain,
Again, Again, I trudge through this struggle,
My heart, my mind, darkened and muddled,
This rose is all thorn,
As I am left broken, and torn,
I want it to end... these darkest of dark thoughts,
My mind, utterly twisted, is coiled in knots,
Oh corpse I shall be, as dust is to dust,
As death, I await thee, for your cold grip is a must
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This s**t's kinda makin' me feel like not writing now -.- XD
But~ last one for now o:
Oh s**t, nevermind, thats one I already posted before... Damn... What am I gonna use all this extra space for.....
*dances* ....?
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