poem
Posted on: September 30, 2007, at 07:22:28pm

Inhale
the air fills your lungs
you do not embrace it
but desperatly wish for it to go away
you feel there is no point in living
and there isn't
nothing has a point
we are all here because
just because
nothing else beyond that
accept it
or you will be left behind


another poem

the cold winter breeze
brushes against your cold red cheeks
nothing but wind howling

haiku

another poem


Getting no where
With all this fighting
But yet it seems to have a point
And invisible penetrating tip
Cutting into our souls
Cold and dark like it always is
But still
Darker than normal
Colder even yet
I sleep to escape
The key is in my dreams
Though unattainable because I do not dream
I only regenerate my body
Dark circles under my eyes
An allergy to your words
A sleeplessness from the pain
The mental you’ve caused
And the physical that was caused by me
The color of blood may make me sick
Yet it heals me all the same
And makes a barrier from you
A barrier needed
Needed to survive
Now I sleep
To not wake up
In hopes to escape you
In hopes to escape life

nicer poem

Your face eclipses the sun
But the sun pails in comparison to your warmth
Your glow
And the moon like your eyes
Big and bright
I have never seen the cold stare of those two moons
But only the luminous loving gaze of my lone and only


Every time you walk away
I think
I think about the times we’ve spent
Just sitting in the grass
As the sun goes down
As the nights cold grasps me
Your warmth keeps it at bay
It feels like the sun has just reappeared
But I was not hosted by the sky
But by your eyes
Like a bonfire
Its heat reddens my skin
Or is it just your beauty
Making me blush a crimson red

1. 1: ~sheneen~
   Posted at 7:29pm on September 30th, 2007

   Wow.
2. 2: Darkevilfish
   Posted at 5:53am on October 3rd, 2007

   whaaaaaa? and thats suppose to mean that?
3. 3: ~sheneen~
   Posted at 5:51pm on October 5th, 2007

   =D
4. 4: Darkevilfish
   Posted at 2:25pm on April 14th, 2008

   Hmmm i seen now my other comment is a bit childish since iunderstand those poems