A Selection Of Times
Hear These Words & Know My Mask Is Gone
The Face Without The Mask She Was Born With
The Unknown Name
Oh wretched sir how many names have I given in place of yours to hide your sought after identity
To many to count I say asuredly
But when I gaze into thoes dark eyes full of longing and impish spirit how could I tear myself from you.
A.E.P. (An Emos Prayer)
Screaming makes the pain stop though the blood pounding in my ears tells me otherwise
I hear her scream as the self mutilation begins
I pass through the door way
I see her with her head bowed low her knees on the floor a razor beside her and blood pouring from her veins
And I realize this girl is me
I run to my room and pound my bloody fists into the wall
I fall down defeated
Crying Screaming Swearing at everything around me
The bleeding stops
My breath shortens
The walls start to close in
A panic wells up in me
I run to my window and strike it sending shards everywhere
I step through the wreckage
On to the grass and let my body fall to the ground
I look up at the black sky
The shadows made by the moon seem to mock me
The moons baithing glow makes me claw at my face and I realize this frightened beast is me
I jump to my feet and run into the shadowed woods
My music pounding into my skull
A peace comes over me and I fall again upon my back, into the leaves
Darkness closes in around me
I welcome its presence
I hope to never wake again.
(This was my first poem I ever wrote.)
Time
I had a meeting which I should not have kept
The words exchanged were much too harsh
The dark surroundings chokeing me
I knew right then that I should leave but emotion held stronger then will
The end will come I hope it will
My mind destroyed
My spirit ravaged by something far more deadly and savage then what you know or what you could
How could I have known that it would break my glassy mask in a fraction of a second and with time left to pass
The beginning was forbidden
The ending a death sentance
How could I have forseen that the audiance of love would be more then the game I created
For now I am alone as the light is faded
I stand like a sone on my own
Blank exspression my reason for silence unknown
The tone of desecration plays within my heart holding the most condemning organs voice
The lights dim once more as I scream out in desperation pleading sincerily for more
I welcome the attack for my exspression is gray and the emotions of my heart held at bay.
