My Poetry

 Update- 27 June 2012: I might start putting more poems on here. I've written quite a few more since the last entry. But here are a few for now. 

15 Feb. 2011(I wrote this to base a story off of, but I never wrote the story, but I might)

Walking

Along the beach

Now deserted

Finally at peace

No more stress

No more remorse  

Just closure

He's dead now

But so is Kelly

"Justice has

Been served"

They said

But they can't

Bring her back

As if they

Really care

The case

Is closed

It's all over

The horrible 

Nightmare

Has come to an end 

No more tears 

To be shed

No more sleepless 

Nights

Just the memories

Of what was

And what will

Never be

Again

25 Jan 2011

Slicing

Cutting

Ever so gently

At his victims' flesh

Going for

Perfection

His perfect 

Other half

Piece by piece

Body by body

The hours tick away

The days fly by

But what

Has he accomplished?

His whole life's meaning

Just to find perfection

To create

The perfect mate

Through ridicule

Humiliation

And of course 

Exile

Though his day job

Isn't like the 

Rest of ours

Inside he's 

The same as 

The Rest of us

27 February 2011

I can only listen... 

 04 February 2011

 I didn't write this. Shooter Number 2 did

Ignorance is bliss

Happiness is ambition

Desolation is knowledge

Pain is acceptance

Despair is anger

Denial is helpless

Martyrism is hope for others

Advantages taken are causes of martyrism

Revenge is sorrow

Death is a reprieve

Life is a punishment

Others' achievements are tormentations

People are alike

I am different

- Dylan

 My Day written on 20 July 2010

I grab my knife
To end my life
All because
Of what was
She would not tell me
And I wanted to be free
I can only handle so much shit
For a little bit
As I draw blood
I fall in the mud
I am dead
And now I lay in a rose bed
I lay in peace
And all sound shall cease 
For my day
When everyone will say 
Goodbye

Magic written on 11 July 2010

In a Gadda
People are strange
They look at things differently
Then you and I
So sit back and relax

We're goin' for one hell of a ride
On this magical spaceship
Into neverland
And beyond
See everything you always imagined of
In this wonderful world

It's not a dream
You're still awake
So why don't you come with me 
On a magic carpet ride
Enjoy it while it lasts
Its never gonna be this good ever again
First time is always the best

Meet Jimi and Jim
Janis and Kurt
Anyone you'd like
Anything is possible
But then again possibility is anything

Time is infinite 
As we sail through space
Without a worry on our minds
About anyone or anything

We are free
Nirvana is our destination
And we're well on our way
Come with me and you'll see
Why I love the world
But why I love magic even more

Leben Lied Gedicht(Life song poem) written on 29 June 2010

This Took Me Around 3 Hours To Write. Its All Song Lyrics/Titles

Part 1


So Cold as Ice
Yet I'm Hot Blooded
With These Head Games
It's Just You And Me Baby

I Want To Know What Love Is
You Say You'll Show Me The Way
To The Soul Doctor
Cause I've Got A Bad Case Of Loving You

Since I Don't Have You
You Make My Dreams
These Infinite Dreams
With Good Times And Bad Times

Since I've Been Loving You
The Song Remains The Same
Though Its Nobody's Fault But Mine
When They Take Me Away

Welcome To My Nightmare
I Think You're Gonna Like It
To Live Is To Die
When You're A Disposable Teen

Suicide Is Painless
And Nothing's Gonna Change My Mind
But Life Is Beautiful
When I See You On The Other Side

Do You Feel Like We Do
Under The Bridge 
On A Broken Sunday 
Falling Inside The Black

Liebe Ist Für Alle Da(Love Is There For Everyone)
The Signs Are Everywhere
We've Got It Made
In This World So Cold

Stirb Nicht Vor Mir(Don't Die Before I Do)
I Want To Be The One Who Calls You Baby All The Time
When Its All Over
My Feelings For You Will Last Forever

And It Stoned Me
This Is Exile
So Give Me All Your Lovin'
And We'll Dance The Night Away

It's Never Too Late 
To Get Out Alive
Or To Let It Die
So Live And Let Die

There's A Crazy Little Thing Called Love
In The Air Tonight
But In The End
Only The Memory Remains


Part 2(a)


This Is The New Shit
We Are The Enemy Of God
As I Walk The Stairway To Heaven 
It Shall Begin To Rain Blood

I Am The Antichrist
I Am The Black Sheep of The Family
But WE Are The Youth Of The Nation
And We Won't Look Back


Part 2(b)

The Rock 'N' Roll Train
Is Fast As A Shark 
On The Highway To Hell
And I'm Your Captain

Please Allow Me To Introduce Myself
I've Got Too Much Time On My Hands
But I'm Back In The Saddle Again and 
I'm Caught In A Mosh

Rock 'N' Roll Ain't Noise Pollution
It's More Than A Feeling
With All These Photographs And Memories
It's A Drug Against War

Breakin' The Law
All Along The Watchtower
All Summer Long 
Like An American Bad Ass

Dazed And Confused
In The Evening
That's How I Like It
Now I'm A Free Bird

Part 3

Hit The Lights
And Move Over Rover
For The Metal Militia
'Cause The Boys Are Back In Town

Ladies And Gentlemen
We Will Rise Again
We Will Thrash 'Till Death
And Die With A Beer In Our Hands

This Is The End
You Better Run Like Hell
Humanity=Shit
And We're Falling Inside The Black

I'd Do Anything
To Meet The Creeper
Call Me B********
But I'm Not Psycho

Keep Your Eyes On The Road
Your Hands Up On The Wheel
It's A Long Road To Ruin
So Don't Stop Believing

Everything Ends
Even This Crazy Train Ride
I Have No Remorse 
And If You Don't Like It Then Hey Fuck You

Quick poes from 04 June 2010

I'm a drug
Any drug of your choice
People use me to
Make them selves feel higher
They don't realize the 
Consequences though
Because in the end what they do
Will really fuck them up
They don't care though as 
Long as they make themselves
Feel better even if it means
Taking advantage of me or 
Anyone else 
Just to get high
Just to forget about their problems
For a few hours then
They do it again 
And again and again
Until their problems 
Follow them 
Everywhere they go

They say "everyone has a voice" but 
My voice remains unheard just like
Many of the other lost souls with
No one to listen to them
Our opinions don't matter
They never did
We are the forgotten ones who
No one ever payed attention to or
Listened to
We stay strong though because
Maybe, just maybe one day
Someone will give us the chance
To prove them wrong
To prove to them that we are
Something and not nothing
Maybe one day...

Written on 02 June 2010

i wrote this during shop


Its the middle of July
A dark summer night 
Almost as warm as the day
Fireflies light up the night sky
Walking through the field with her
She looks so beautiful in the moonlight
Her skin glistening
Her eyes sparkling
Tonight is the best night of my life
For I have spent it with the girl I love
And only her
No one could ruin this night
No one and nothing
Until I wake up and realize it's
Just a dream
Its 2 in the afternoon
She isn't next to me like
In the dream
She's nowhere to be seen
For one week ago today
She died by her own hands
No one could help 
No one knew
No one cares
But me
And me alone


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Screams come from down the hall
Timmy jumps out of his bed and
Rushes to his parents' room
He looks through the keyhole to 
See his dad standing over his mom 
With a bloodied knife and her throat cut
He is utterly terrified
He doesn't know what to do
His dad comes out of the room only to
Tell Timmy it's just a dream and to
Go back to bed
In the mourning his parents' bedroom
Is a crime scene and his dad is nowhere
To be seen
Meanwhile Timmy's mom is being carried out 
In a body bag and the cops are questioning him
He doesn't know what to think of it all
He doesn't deserve this
Not now
Not ever
Especially not on Christmas Day
Timmy closed his eyes and ears to the world so
he could never be hurt like his again
Now he is a blind deaf-mute and will no longer
Communicate with the world
All because of his bastard father and
That wonderful Christmas present he left him
So many years ago



i wrote this during science



Hugs
Mean so much to
Some people and
So little to others
They mean the world to you 
When your own family
Won't hug you and 
Everyone tries to make 
You feel worthless
Hugs give you hope
They make you feel 
That for a few seconds
You are actually wanted and
That you actually mean something
To someone in the world
Especially when no one makes
You feel wanted and the one person
Who does lives so far away
Hugs make the world go 'round
For some people but 
For others they're just a waste 
Of Time
Time that could save someone's life
Time that matters to that person
Time left unused when you're me




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They say "All you need is love"
More likes thats the ONE thing 
You don't need
Love causes so much pain
And so much misery and
So many broken hearts
It's one thing many of us
Could go without
Just meet someone
Make a kid and never
Talk to them again
That is so much simpler
Than finding the "right" person
Because 9 times out of 10 the 
"Right" person will break your heart
And crush your spirit
Then they will feel no remorse 
They will just go and find
Someone else
Someone better
Someone that's not you
You shouldn't feel bad because 
They say "there's plenty of fish in the sea"
But that one fish was yours and
None of the rest can come even
Close to them

 Wrote these on 01 June 2010

The first two poems are from spanish

Sitting in class
Taking a test
Can't help but to 
Think of you
You're all that's
On my mind
Not math
Not the test
Just you


___________________________


Its 1 am
im still up
waiting for you
you said you would
be home by 12
you're still not home and 
im worried about you
you promised to talk to me
when you got home but
im alone and talking 
to myself and i miss 
you soo fuckin' much
its 2:30 am and 
you still haven't talked 
to me and im still
talking to myself
now its past 3
you forgot about me
and im even more sad
i miss you but i guess im 
not import enough to be remembered



The next three were written in science



I look out of my window
there are dark clouds
its going to rain
I do love the rain but it is
rather depressing to watch
now its sprinkling
a steady tap-tap hits my window
its picking up
now its tap-tap-tap-tap
slowly it picks up until
its pouring
its a thunderstorm
I see lightning in the distance 
and I can hear the thunder
I go outside with my umbrella
it attracts the lightning
now im walking through 
a mine field of lightning
I have to watch where I step or
BANG! lightning has struck
and it has left its mark
all I can smell is burning flesh
and all I see is smoke
I can barely stay awake
Im in shock and slowly
I fade into the dark and
Im not coming back this time




___________________________________________


Its December
I should be happy
because its almost
Christmas time
but im not very happy
im depressed
everything is death
the flowers
the trees
the grass
Everything
in place of the beautiful 
sights of summer life
is a think white blanket
of snow
the think snow
you could imagine
but its so soft
there isn't one spot where
it isn't
some people call it a
winter wonderland but 
I call it Hell




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"Trick or treat" they say
then they get candy
'Tis the night of 
ghosts and
goblins and
witches and
everything that is evil
'Tis the night of 
hell on earth
satan releases his minions
into the dark on this night 
of terrors
You see them but just 
think theyre some kids
They torment the good-willed 
souls on earth
They play tricks on us
One day out of the
whole year is their
night to run amuck
on earth to do such
dasterdly deeds that
no one would dare do
'Tis October 31st
'Tis Halloween

 Wrote these poems on 10 March 2010

i wrote both of these during lunch on 3-10-2010


Bags Packed
Getting Ready
Walking Out The Door
You're Leaving
Why?

is it what I did?
is it what I said?
is it my fault?
why are you leaving?

what will we do
when you're gone? 
where will you go?
somewhere better?
somewhere worse?
somewhere Im not?

dont leave us
i would miss you
and i would be lonely



also written 3-10-2010





Sad
lonely
depressed
no one to talk to
no one to listen
no one to care
no one left period
im all alone now

i dont show my emotions 
im the best actor in 
this screen-play called "life"
i can see through everyone
and their horrible acting

 These were not the first poems I have ever written but all of the ones before these suck XD  all are from 01 March and 02 March 2010

i wrote these 2 during Literacy. í dont have any titles for any of them yet

A blank face
stares back at me
i dont know it
he looks like me
he talks like me
he sounds like me
but hes not met
i dont know him
he knows me
ive seen him before
i dont remember where
hes so strange 
yet so normal
i wish i could say something
but i cant
i just stand and stare
paralyzed 
in fear of what hed say back
the mirror breaks
this horrible nightmare is finally over



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little gnomes
under mushrooms
burning crosses 
dancing around
torturing me
i hate it so much
purple men
wearing kilts
look like japs
im not sure
little demons
setting fire to my room
burning me
from the inside out
black horses with red eyes
steal your soul
Death walks in
he takes the beasts away
finally this nightmare is over
but it wasnt a dream 

its my Reality




i wrote these next 2 during Spanish



Your nightmares
My fantasies
Pain
Torture
Blood 
Gore
Agony
Pleasure for me
Torture For You
You Hate it
I love it



_____________________________



The hate
that is so reat
made me who I am


The hate for them
They hate me
I hate them


They dont know me
I know them
Thus is my reason

So much hate
stored inside
for so long

Its ready to come out
I might blow
I try to hold it in

I listen to music
Now im fine
I feel happy




i wrote this during Science

when i feel down 
i talk to her
she always calms me down
she knows just what to say
Í know i can trust her
shes always there for me
My bff is the best
she would never hurt me
shed never lie to me
I love her
she loves me
when shit is fucked up
i talk to her
thats almost always
shes amazing
the nicest girl in the world
she actually cares about me
i love that
i love her
more than the world is fucked up
more than the government lies
more than i hate people
and more than i cuss



i wrote the next 2 on the bus going home



i look at her different now
not like i used to
i loved her
she hates me now
it pains me so
when i see her 
i feel depressed
it hurts
so fucking bad
i wish things were normal
like they used to be


________________________

Fuck the world
Fuck its people
I hate them
so goddamn much
I wish they would just 
Fuckin' leave me alone
I hope they all die 
in a nuclear explosion
guts raining from the sky
Blood + Gore everywhere
My Fantasy



i wrote the next 2 when i was walking down my road







im an outcast
all alone
in this world
no one understands 
no one will
i wish i could end it
but i cant
id never go through with it
no one would miss me
no one would care
finally id be happy
Alone and DEAD



the phone rings
i dont pick up
im too sad
i dont know who it is
i dont care
depressed and alone
what i am


she calls
again and again
i dont pick up
id love to talk to her
but i cant
i love her but 
i cant take it
anymore
its too much
to handle
i might end it
if i can
but it would hurt
a lot
and i would lose her
thats not what 
i want
i just want to be
Happy



i wrote the next poem on 3-02-10 during Spanish





The doorbell rings
I open the door
no one is there
am i hallucinating?
no. someone was there
but not now
theyre messing with me
i tell myself im not crazy
even though i am
its just in my head
or so i think
it could be real
or it might not be
i think it is
and thats how it will stay