Little snippets of many of my poems I wrote during the 2012 Year. They are placed haphazardly in front of a bunch of silly little scribbly lines with no order.
Enjoy and Happy New Year!
Enjoy and Happy New Year!
Thinking BackDon't know why I keep checking
Checking in that he's alright
I mean he means practically nothing to me...
At least that's what I want everyone to see...
One of the few that could fake a smile
That made everything seem okay
I trusted him with more then he knew
But he walked away...
Don't follow me
Is what they all say
I don't want you around
Or near me anyday
I am not your friend
I never really was
And I certainly wasn't
The one on whom you crushed...
He walked away...
Many months had come and gone
He looked so happy
to both me and his friends it seemed
Things were well
But then he walked away...
Help me to realize please
I thought it was all okay
I thought everything was great...
Why did you walk away...?
DreamWith a stroke of my sword I dislodge her head. Her body convulses and falls to the ground in multiple spasms. Her eyes are like glass now, staring up at me. I smile. Her body stops moving. I wipe my blade on my black pants. Clean enough until I can find grass. I start to walk away, trip, fall and...
I wake up in bed. My heart beating rapidly. I hate waking up from dreams where I fall. The look in her glassy eyes ingrains themselves in my head. I groan, remembering I have to go to school and that she's still alive.
In an adult
A young adult
She spies him, with her ice eyes
Having a great time
She thinks he looks familiar
Doesn't notice the hawk
She knows his brother
"Hey, is your brother so and so?"
"OMG... *insert more obnoxious banter* He's cute"
She says with obnoxious laughter
The cat is ready to bounce on the bird
The hunting dog is ready to bite
With just the right word
But the hawk is subtle
The little Mouse has no clue
Does it have no experience with hawks?
I suppose that's why
why the youthful joy
is still alive
AngerI can hate her eyes
now that I know they're blue
I've hated her forever
even though she's new
I hate her smile and her stupid guffaw
I hate how on my life she seems to gnaw
I hate how she gets what she wants
How innocent she seems
I hate how everyone thinks she's perfect
I want to rip out her seams
I think she's fake
But who am I to say
I do some of the same stuff anyways
But there's no malice in my words
She insults everyone
Not that they notice
She's subtle, seems sweet
In her malignant actions
I want to rent myself out a faction
to come kill her or take her away
cut her to bits, fractions
but don't let me know
what they did
I hate her face and how real it looks
with just enough make-up to be beautiful
I hate her teeth all straight and neat
I hate her legs, a runner's greet
I hate her bottle blond blob of beautiful hair
I hate how when she looks at Him she stares
I hate how every time I see her, her mind glares
I hate her shoes that are so in style
How when ever
Calming THEMVoices are yelling in my ear
They tell me all kinds of demented things
Things I want to refuse to hear
But I do
I try not to listen to what they say
I try not to do what they're telling
But all I want is for them to stop yelling!
They won't stop.
She looks at me with her bright brown eyes
She seems so innocent, the wretch
The voices are saying to put her in her place
They want me to make her suffer
I wonder what she did to them
That they want such a revenge
And then they calm
The voices, they calm down
The shouts are quieted
One whispers gently in my ear
"She's gone" it says in an airy tone
And I look
She's on the ground convulsing
My world is silent.
BatteryWhat's this under the cover
it's solid like a stone
and smaller then a mouse
it's smooth all around
except for on one end
there's a bump
oh so small it is
and rounded as well
a microcosm of the cylindrical shape
of the object beneath this cover
It says Heavy Duty
An object which gives power
power to all things it fits within
RetributionShe sat and stared at fire flaring
sitting and listening, forever glaring
At the friends she thought she used to know
who kicked her out of the status quo
Out on a field they were playing
Soccer with a ball, rarely straying
from the bounds of that field of grass
where she used to spend her time
Then the fire she started to grab
A stick's strong and sturdy staff
For which she went towards the soccer field
Flying towards the friends so far away
She walked and ran and began to stumble
with the torch of fire, fumble
and drop it into the grass so dry and brown
Towards the friends she thought she used to know
The fire with a mighty power
began a ring of flame a tower
On those of her friends it showered
who stood beneath one lonesome tree
The fire spread it's glaring wings
and it bit and hiss and she heard the screams
her friends, it seems were getting their retribution
Burning in the wholesome flames that befell
BrokenI feel your fingers as they were
Up and down my legs as though stroking fur
You used to care for me, you did that night
You claimed my heart and it all felt right
Your being is etched in my soul and mind
The pain fills every hole it can find
Both of us together used to be
The ultimate escape, we were so free
Now became then and here we are
we're now so separated, so far
I'm bleeding profusely from my very heart
I told you I was bound from the very start