Here are some more poems. I'm just gonna stick 'em all in one entrery. Which i can't spell. Ah well.
I can't take the silence
The cold is overpowering
Heat is melting my bones
Yet why am I still standing?
The silence engoulughs (wtf?) you all
Praying on the heartless
Trying to redeem itself
Yet why not the soul-less aswell?
Why do we sit and shake in our leather shoes
while people stand barefoot at gunpoint?
Why can't we help them?
Why do we pretend we care?
Next:
As the days go by
Your Heart Grows Cold
I try to break in and save you
But you've locked yourself away from anyone with a heart
You Don't want to hurt anyone
You don't want to regret being born
There is immense sadness behind your smile
Your eyes filled to the brim with tears
But when you lock and load that gun
Oblivious to my screaming
You smile one last time
And laid cold and red never to smile again
Next:
Tortured Souls
Endless Screams
Blood Red Tears
Misguided Fears.
Hiding Faces
Faking Fate
Covering Scars
Not getting very Far
Why do they cry?
What do they fear?
Why can't we help?
Why can't we care?
Can we scream for them?
Can we suffer for them?
Can we drink in their blood and tears?
Can we fight away their fears?
 x-Rrawr-x · Sun Jul 01, 2007 @ 11:41pm · 0 Comments |
