
ThReE pOeMs
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry/Hurt/Comfort - Words: 244 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 12-07-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3080951
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The Heart In Which I Seak
Let there be fire
Let there be rain
Let there be hope
Disguised by pain
Let there be light
Surrounded by the dark
Fashion me a heart
Unlike any other
One where I may love
But also feel hate
Let there be the sting of wind
Let there be waterfalls of misery
Let there be oblivious chaos
Caught up inside perfect order
Let there be warmth
Shivering from bone-chilling cold
Fashion me a heart
Unlike any other
Fore I wish to feel human
Before I feel nothing
The Beast Of Myself
The hunger that feeds
The beast
Can stop a man cold.
Its something dark
And centuries old.
The screaming of a lost soul
Just before it meets
An end.
A shadow of doubt
Just before the life-altering
Words.
The beast feeds on
Painful regrets
The beast never lets
You forget
The hunger that feeds
The beast
Can stop a man cold.
It has started a many
Battles never before told.
The kind fought inside
Where one is their own
Enemy.
Despair and hopelessness
Their only friend.
The beast never lets
You forget.
The beast is your own
Blind regrets.
Emotions Swirling in the Depths
When all the feelings
Inside
Burst free and show what
I have tried so desperately to
Hide
I crumble
I fall
I become nothing at
All
I shiver
I shake
I start to
Quake
Anger bubbles
Saddness strangles
Happiness fades
And love dwindles
Powerless to these emotions
Nothing left but unused devotion
Tears streaming
Fists balling
And heart breaking
Show me a kind word
Give me a comforting pat
Prove to me that I'm not going to fall flat.
Hold my hand and kiss my cheek
Catch me fore I am weak
Heal me
Seal me
And send me on my way
To find a better day
Where the emotions are back under my control
:AN: Hey guys :) been a while.. anyways I wrote some more poetry...dark times for me
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