as i stare up at the sky
blood begins to fall
the screams of the innocent ring out
panic and fear overtakes me
i scream for help
but no one comes
my eyes turn black as coal
the sun is soon eclipsed
the world of darkness has come
blood from the sky
and darkness during the day
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I feel trapped like a caged animal. People staring at me through the glass. Mocking me. Pointing and laughing as they talk amongst themselves.
I beat on the glass till my hands are drenched with blood. Everyone still stareing at me and laughing no one willing to help me.
I scream to the top of my lungs tears streaming down my face. People I once called friends, people i once called family have moved on.
I sit there in the dark as i feel my bloodied hands. Knowing that I will always be alone. The few memories I treasured now gone.
The voices of my friends and family now just whispers, no longer able to make out what they are saying.
I lay down and wait for death.
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as i let your fingers slip from my hand
as i let you turn and walk away
i stand there and watch you get smaller and smaller on the horizon
i should have chased after you but my legs wouldnt move
i could feel my heart beat faster and faster as i knew you wouldnt be mine again
i tried pleading with you but you just wouldnt listen
i tried begging but all you could say was pathetic
as i begin to cry you begin to fade away
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not one of my best poems but i grew up in my perfect sister shadow. This is explains my tale:
growing up in a shadow
always seeing smiles on someone one elses face
always being pushed away
always being scolded
never right
always being punished
no self confidence
being forced to grow up being scared
being the coward you never thought you would be
never getting what you earned
growing up in a shadow
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as i stand alone
your screams ring in my ears
as you get in my face
i scream back at you
as you raise your fist
my palms begin to sweat
my blood begins to boil
i swing my fist
and walk away
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as i sit on my bed
and stare at the world
i laugh at you
i don't need friends
pain is my drug
with a smile on my face
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gun to my head
finger on the trigger
i drop to my knees
and begin to pray
cross clenched in my hand
tears streaming down my face
touched by the devil
click
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born again
from the ashes of the dead
eyes of the damned stareing at me from the grave
fire burns whats left of the world
demons laugh
screams of the deceased ring in my ear
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i scream for you
my heart burns for you
i would die for you
your love keeps me going
i would run to the end of the earth for you
i would bring you a star
i would give you the world
i would give up my life for you
i would quit whats fun for you
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i hate who i am
who ive become
why couldnt i see this
why couldnt someone save me
why when i screamed for help i just heard echos
when i reached for someones hand no one was there
why did i push them away when someone did help
why did i like being alone
why did i embrace the darkness
i hate who i am
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my soul has died
nothing left but an empty shell
hands shaking
depression is a cancer
depression is a drug
many have died wanting more
many have taken their lives
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i walk this earth
healing its pain
drying the tears
washing away the blood
giving others hope
i wear this cross around my neck
to keep me going
i pray for the fallen
i pray for you
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As i watch the broken earth
the wings on my back carry me away
my tears fall to the ground
i leave my life behind
so that others may live
even with this decision my broken heart will heal
as i stagger away wounded
your love keeps me going
as i close my eyes and pray
a tear falls down my cheek
the pain goes away
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You
stareing at your picture
wishing you were in my arms
i look at my reflection
i turn my back on the only person i can trust
a world away
when i think of you
my heart aches
my hands begin to shake
my temperature begins to drop
a cold sweat runs down my face
i search for you everywhere
nowhere to be found
i scream for you to come back
but only echos remain
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you keep putting me down
you fuel the fire burning in my heart
the rage builds up inside me
i close my eyes
raise my head to the skies
hands clenched in fists of rage
i turn my back on you
and walk away
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you tell me not to lie
you tell me to get out and be someone
you tell me to remember
then why?
why do you still lie to me?
i tried to be someone
i tried to spread my wings
but you just pulled me down
and screamed at me
the more i resist
the more i fight back
the more your words puncture my heart.
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The pain you once caused me
Can't be tolerated any more
You stay in my face
Trying to keep me down
As I throw you to the ground
A tear runs down my face
As I look at what I had done
I leave you broken on the ground
I slam the door behind me
I take your picture from my pocket and light it on fire
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i lay back and stare at the world
eyes filled with hate and pain
insides burning
thoughts are dark
the feeling of being alone
wanting to change the world
take away the hate
the pain
the anger
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as i look at the house that was once full of life and love
now just shattered and destroyed
this house that once resembled good things now resembles my soul
as i shut people out and stuck to myself my soul died and faded away
i wonder aimlessly trying to bandage my broken body
as the sky grows dark it brings back those once forgotten memories
as i walk away from that once happy home i curse myself.
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you were never there when i needed you the most
off drinking or smoking doing stuff you thought was cool
forgeting your friends and family losing sight of what was right
all this did was leave a void in your soul
the people who looked up to you now turned their head in shame
as you look in the mirror the face that once stared back now shattered and cold
as your forhead strikes the mirror streams of blood run down your face
you walk to the roof praying with each step
as you stand on the edge and look back at the door
you lean backwards and feel the wind against your back
as your life flashes before your eyes
memories of the times that were once good puts one last smile on your face
as the bright light you stared up at suddenly turns black.
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As i stand on the verge
looking down at the death and destruction
wondering when it will end
pain is the only feeling left alive
screams of the innocent sends chills down my spine
tears begin to stream down my face.

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wow
your poetry is profound, great work I really enjoyed reading them.
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In a real dark night of the soul,Its alwasys three o'clock in the morning,day after day
F. Scott Fitzgerald
hey...
i only read one but that was nfjdhskjhgkhfdghdfhfd the best one i probebly will read in my whole life time { if i ever get my soul back...}
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dude these are sweet . they kinda remind me of my own poetry. when do u write the best, when ur sad, happy, angry???
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*~T~*
nice
your rlly good at that i suck at that type of stuff i have alot of F's like 4/6 of my grades!!!!=]
yeah i know i am rlly dum u dont have to tell me well at least i am getting far with my rock band Riot 12! i am the bass guitarist of the band it is all girls for now bcuz we are still looking for a rlly good drummer
xXHillaryXx
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Hillary_3DG_riot12
Hey
Hi how u going?
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JC147:3daysgracerule
Hihi^^
hey...love your poems, i write mine like that...depressing with death, can't let my mom see though, she thinks im gonna kill myself but i can't worry her with my poems, heres a recent one, not my best but...still
All alone inside, cold, angry, and hurt
Look at this face, my face, beat up and bruised
Bashed in and scared
Hurting
No one to turn to, nothing to believe in
No one to help me, all alone,
Me
All alone, let me be
Needing help, not wanting it, all alone
Me
Hurting, bleeding, crying from the inside out
No sleep, no pulse, all alone
Me
Don’t look back, can’t look back
I’ll see my horrid past
Mine
My pain, my hurt, my life
Can’t help, wont help, need help
Me
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~Lianne Alex~
poetrrrrrrrrry
thanks for the complement on my pro, your poems are so personal, they're really great and expressive, keep up the good work
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~These violent delights have violent ends,
And in their triumph die; like fire and powder
Which, as they kiss, consume: the sweetest honey
Is loathsome in it's own deliciousness,
And in the taste counfounds the appetite:
Poems
Wow, your poems are great Neosin, they kind of remind me of my own, if you don't mind i'm gonna put one here:
The Black Rose, shedding tears for the lost
The Life Gambler's place their bets
The steady flow shows the cost
Of a world without regrets
Hope drains from the face of the world,
Like blood leeched from her fatal wound
Crimson mists obscure the voices left
Long after the sun's light swooned
Death's hungry foragers scout the land
For lives to fuel their gaping maw.
We are the sating repast
Falling through their gruesome jaws
The World's joy is at an end
The disease of time has spread
This tragic sore cannot be healed
It's beating pulse is dead
The Black Rose again is weeping
For her petals, long ago lost
Frozen, forever, in Death
Like grass beneath the frost
We lose ourselves faster,
And darkness bleeds closer by the hour
We have destroyed ourselves,
By greed for power
The worlds joy is at an end,
The disease of time has spread,
This tragic sore cannot be healed,
Our beating pulse is dead
The Black Rose is weeping for a second,
For her petals long ago lost,
Frozen, forever, in death
Like grass beneath the frost
We cannot save our own kind.
We cannot start again.
These brutal lessons learned
Will forever stay with men.
thats the longest, it's called A World Left Weeping
gimme feedback people
and feel free to add me
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~These violent delights have violent ends,
And in their triumph die; like fire and powder
Which, as they kiss, consume: the sweetest honey
Is loathsome in it's own deliciousness,
And in the taste counfounds the appetite:
Dude, you should hav like a wall of art in your room
Neosin im so jealous because u r such an awesome writer and im not!! =( I wish i was as good as you. But good job, ur amazing!!! You should like show this to a guy and get them published in a book or somethin or other!! Share 2 the world!!!!!!!!!!
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Y do ppl try to get into my head. They will never get in, because i hav secrets that no one will ever or never should know. I am to myself. I am happy that some people care, but i wont let u in. So stay away.
thanks
of course you can add me i actually have to add another one to these.
oh my god. . .
those poems actualy made me shead a tear! OMG you can't even imagin what your poems did to me.. . . i can't even type!!! *looks at clock* it took me three minutes to wrtie this. I am SERIOS!!! I am going to add you but first i want your permission. *still tearing up*
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I am not numb just unfeeling, i am not afraid just not ready, i am not kind, just not cruel, and above all i am not weak!! But i am cold.
add me!
ADD ME ADD ME ADD ME! prrty plz?!
i like..ok i luv it..no i mean ur yet another person that is better in peotry then me!lol
well i'm gonna add u as friend,if u want u can do the same for me?
Wow!
Woah, Neosin. You're REALLY good.....
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~Kyrstin
Before you criticize someone, walk a mile in his shoes. That way if he gets angry, he'll be a mile away - and barefoot.
thx
r u 4 real? thx by the way, but it doesnt sound good 2 me.
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3DG saved my life. Now, they are apart of me.
hey
i love it. it is really good
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I LOVE THREE DAYS GRACE
THREE+DAYS+GRACE= THREE DAYS GRACE
I saw them in concert on March 15,2007 with Nickelback and Breaking Benjamin
I also just saw them in concert with a band named RED on November 17,2007
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that last one wasnt good...i no. i need 2 try harder, cuz these just dont sound that good
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3DG saved my life. Now, they are apart of me.
I decided 2 try a poem, tell me wut u think!
Terrible things I've done. Unforgiving, even to myself. I sit, clenching a knife in my hand so tightly. Tears force themselves out of my bloodshot eyes, but I'm not sad. Suddenly, all my friends and family appear in my room like ghosts, each looking at me with grim faces, and nothing to say. They turn their backs and walk away. I yell out to them to help me, but they can't hear me. Maybe this isn't real. I cut my hand with the knife. The sharp pain slivers throughout my body. The blood dribbles down my arm. Now I'm by myself, no one to help me. I raise the knife to my neck. With my last seconds, tears streaming down my face, I think of what hell would be like, because my unforgivable deads sold my sole to the devil. With one twist of my hand, I am not of this world. As I leave my body, Satan appears. He grabs me, chuckles, and brings me down.
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Eric Correll
Hey Man
dude i c u on a couple of my forums and i decided 2 chek ur page. Ur a poet! awesum! i kinda am 2. I dont write that much, but wen i do, i let all my feelings out. ur good! wanna b frends?
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Eric Correll
Wow, your poems are amazing!
And there aren't rymes in it which I mostly can't stand.
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Johanna
poems
i love your poems they make me just like i really do but am afraid to express them.. keep writing i love em
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nice job neo...keep writing...you're good at it.
and have lots of fun with your niece!
live well, rock hard!