InternetWe would talk face to face;
Not screen to screen.
But still you bring us together;
Joined are the nations across the seas.
We would read books,
Hear the voice of one
But still you are the bringer of free speech;
We hear the voices of many.
We have many faults,
You may be one.
But still and for now,
you are the people,
and the people you.
To DoI've a never ending list,
of things I should probably do.
The question is do I want to;
The answer probably not
The InnocentAll is not lost.
They can be saved.
Their hearts, so pure;
Their minds, so free.
No one will touch them;
They will learn for themselves.
Hidden YouYou hide behind your logic
We must read between those lines,
To define you is impossible
As you don't show.
You follow how you should be,
Not as you wish.
Your views are stolen
Taken from a higher source,
You are not your own,
You only think,
Your maturity grows sweet
From the childhood you never had,
You are beginning to unravel,
Your world, crashing
Falling off the frail truths you told,
You will one day learn
Waters rushing around.
In this place there is no sound.
I’m left here alone
to fight the voices on my own.
Insanity is pounding at my mind.
I feel so blind.
There is no saving me.
I can’t even see.
I’m already gone.
There will be no dawn.
I’ve already drowned and died
in all the tears I have cried.
If you find a way
to somehow stay
in this darkness with me
and can help me wake and see
then forever my life will belong to you.
But right now, I’m gone, it’s true.
Homicidal Liu PoemIs this me, is this what I am?
A monster of a man?
No it isn't me, it's all his fault.
But at the same time... this could be more about me than I thought.
I used to have a nice life, a good family, and bro.
Before I knew it, I was in the hospital, stitched head... to toe.
My killer inside went free...
And this whole time it lived within me.
I killed them all..... no shame in it all.
And now, I'm coming for you...
It's you're fault why I'm like this, and I'm coming.
See you in an hour.....
My dear brother........
Cronas Poem Once I'll die anyway
Once I wake up all begins from new.
It restarts itself, the pain I've been threw.
The darkness is endless, no light shines for me.
Violence and gore is all I can see.
The people around me, with smiles in their face,
They keep a disntance, though they can't see the space,
between them and me.
My friend they want to be, but they don't recognize that it's not possible.
Not for them, not for me.
Because I am lonely, that's what I am.
But that's not their problem,
they don't care about that.
The people that surround me are selfish and mean,
not the ones with the smile, but the others that don't want to be seen.
Sometimes I wonder if all that is worth it.
If all my time fighting isn't senseless invastement.
I am broken inside, a glass full of cracks.
My soul is so sharp because broken glass has got edges.
But all that doesn't matter 'cause one thing is clear,
nobody ever can forever stay here.
Even the gods have their time to go,
they follow the sanzu,
Późny wieczór, zima sroga,
na śniegu odbite były łapki w równym rzędzie.
Od furtki do drzwi, to jego główna droga,
głodny, pałęta się dosłownie wszędzie.
Więc, otworzyłam te wielkie drewniane wrota,
Siedział tam kotek malutki.
Pierwsza nocna gwiazdka, mu w oczkach migota,
biedny, z głodu chudziutki.
Z dobrego serca wpuściłam go do środka,
Otarł się o nogi i zatrzymał się chwilkę.
Jego mina była wprost przesłodka,
patrzył się na mnie jak na zbawicielkę.
Nakarmiłam go i poczułam się zmęczona,
przysiadłam na minutkę lub dwie.
Nagle poczułam, że zostałam przytulona,
to ta mała, puszysta kuleczka usiadła obok mnie.
"Nie ma za co" - rzekłam poruszona,
i razem pogrążyliśmy się w głębokim śnie.
ShadowedForgotten. Confused. Used. Me. Staying behind everyone, in their shadows, always. It’s cold here. Only ever casting my own shadow a few times, maybe never. Acting like you don’t care, only means you care enough to pretend. Some people will try and let me feel the light, but dependence, confusion, and the unknown hold me back. Curiosity, not really getting the better of me. Other’s sympathy only disgusts me, other’s caring only annoys me, so what do I even want? What do I need? Living in the darkness so long, you never learn what’s a necessity towards this. I have learned one thing though. To accept it. To accept all of it. Always. Never put your head down, hold it up, hold it high, and take everything. Take it all, strong. I’m not weak. I’m strong enough to at least hold others up, so they can cast their shadows, and that’s good enough at the moment. I’m just not strong enough to cast one myself. On my own. Leaving the shadows is da
Stand- Alone and FreeLaying low and to the ground, underneath a willow tree.
Ears focusing on every sound, she awaits her enemy.
A rifle in hand, her eye on the scope. Scouring the land, she clings to the hope,
that no soldiers come around, that there is nothing for her to see.
The morning dew is damp on her shirt, her eyes are dark and tired.
the bruises from combat are starting to hurt, a single shot is fired.
Her eyes widen quick, she bolts up to run. Noticing a new nick, on the barrel of her gun.
A bead of sweat falls to the dirt, her target has been acquired.
She falls prone, her heart quickly pounding, her breathing heavy and shrill.
Through the forest she hears it resounding, holding back fear, she keeps very still
Shifting the rifle, lining up her aim; she holds her breath, her lungs are aflame
Suddenly, out of the brush he came bounding, his handgun aimed at her head with intent to kill.
Blinded and deafened, the gunfire flared; no one made a sound,
Warrior.........My pain: the fight I must battle to the end..
My tears: the purest water I drink during breakage at battle..
My heart: my metal barrier to protect my body..
My cuts: my map for the way home..
My wings: my way home to heaven..
LifeLife is a beginning.
Full of strife,
Though with great meaning.
There is life.
When you lose breath
Is not the end.
No my friend,
With God's care
We begin again,
Who knows where.
So my friend,
We begin again
With new breath.
Maiden's TearsDark, cloudless night
I can feel someone's agonizing pain
I look, and find such a sad sight
sweet maiden, sorrow on her face, her happiness's bane
Dear friend, your pain is great and without end
robbing you of your will each and every day
is there any way for that wound to mend
so that we can see your smile, bright as the sun in May?
Please sweet maiden, dry your tears
and let your ones you hold dear aid you in your need
we shall heal you of your fears
and bring back your happiness lost, chains broken and your light freed
Don't let the dark win my friend!
cruel mistress Agony, taking your very will!
take my golden sword and send your hell to its end
you've had enough of this, you've had your fill!
Let us bring your smile back once more
the one we all cherish and adore
our friend's smile and happiness that should never be lost
because with your friends like, we'll see that you smile fair maiden, no matter the cost.