old poems of mine
2004-12-03 15:34:14 ET

all life forms shatter
but it doesnt matter
the end will come for all but some
the end is near, the fear is here
the ones i see surrounding me
they wish to live, may god forgive
dont make me die
i wish to stay, 'til my last day
and if i may find my way
i praise the lord
i cant afford to die here and now
death's success not i allow.
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Days Be Told
the constant yawn approaching dawn
the eyes still shut, the barking mutt
the normal things on normal days
that tell us how the day will be
but sometimes changed, changing the thought
so all will know how the day will go
then diferent days and days untold
as night comes forth, the walls will fold
thoughts may run, but more will come
and soon for thee, answers we'll see
as i run to thee
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[these are old poems dont forget]
The truth i seek remains unseen
the lies i reek wont go away
i cant tell how, i cant tell why
all i know is its all a lie
the fairytales from childhood
the gun stories from the hood
my whole life has been a lie
i dont know who to trust or what to believe
the world wont stop lieing to me
i hate it so much
i cant stand to live much longer
i just want to die
but while im here i shall be the cause or a shed tear
the cause of a childs fear
or maybe even the cause of someone's joy.
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The Darkened Days
Its dark inside, dark all around
how can you see, when you cant see me?
I cant see ahead, i cant see behind
the bad days rewind and repeat for so long
they seem to never end, they go on forever
they ruin sunny days and cancel happy smiles
they ruin reputations and destroy healthy thoughts,
disable self-esteem, and overload frustration.
they dramatize confusion and annialate security creating paranoia
Its impossible to overcome, unthinkable to override, and unwise to overthink
If you try, you will die and if you die they will lie
they will say "you did this," "how could yo do this?"
they will be convienced that you killed yourself
but you and i know the truth
It wasnt us ... it was the darkened days
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2004-12-04 11:09:46 ET

:) I like them.
They're very good.
*hugs*

2004-12-04 15:38:57 ET

*hugs* thank you, i like them too and i hope you learn something from them. mainly secrets cause clowds, clowds of pain and clowds of pain doubles the original pain, and then, well then we resort to drastic measures ::looks at old scars, and thinks of old ways::: ::shivers and flinches::

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