Blurring his eyes, focused, unfocused.
A stain on the table evaporates.
It was his blood.
Red, red, pink, white, gone.
It drips again, off the top of his lip.
He can\'t see it, but he can taste it.
His eyes on his thoughts, emotions, lack of.
Blurring his eyes, focused, unfocused.
A faint smell of blood fills the air.
An errie sub-conscience aura of pain.
It fills the room.
One table, dyed red over time.
He sits now
Blurring his eyes, focused, unfocused.
A small chuckle escapes his clinched jaw.
It grows louder, as a tear trickles down his cheek.
It started as a bruise
A cut
A gash
A hole
Empty, but still bleeding
Blurring his eyes, focused, unfocused.
A chuckle, a laugh.
His eye twitches as sweat beads.
a single drop of blood meets his brow
It trickles into his bloodshot eye
Everything stops.
\"Fuck!\" he screams.
he slams his head into the table again
again
again
Blurring his eyes, focused, unfocused.
He sees the blood now.
He can feel the color.
His face numbs as his disease drips to the floor
in thick red droplets
The table is gone, he collapses to the floor as the room spins.
The chair is gone
Everything is gone.
Blurring his eyes, focused, unfocused.
White is everywhere, neverending.
He lay on the floor weaping.
His own blood pooled around his half dead body.
He lay on the floor weaping
The cold ground will soon freeze his skin.
He just doesnt know it.
Blurring his eyes, focused, unfocused.
A soft \"I\'m sorry\" escapes his parched lips.
The last of his sanity flows out of him, and surrounds his body.
Blurring his eyes, focused, unfocused.
2:46 AM
He drinks the half empty glass of water.
And returns to sleep.
Black, Black, Red, White, Gone.
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Lostreality
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DIY2008
That is a very good and a very poem. I totally loved it! But it was sad. The way you wrote it rocked though
Here is another of mine, it remains untitled:
Time corrupts man, corrupts me
Once thought good but now is no more
I hope, I pray that time can stop, that all can remain the same, just for a second
But it is not possible
Everything changes in a nonstop motion the way it was made to do
Inhale
Exhale
You change as you do so
So even breath corrupts man, corrupts me
I guess I am stuck like this, ever-changing
Happy, Sad, until the day time stops and I pause to remain
I'm so sorry that i'm skipping so many spaces...can't stop it. (pssst...can someone tell me how ). Hope you all enjoy the poem. Please keep posting them.
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prophecor
So delicate the balance 'tween misery & majesty
Genious & Insanity
So fine the line so frail the cord
As would be any two edged sword
My best defense was innocence
When once was I so cavalier
What once was me
Like liquid
Free
When all I'd do was run and play
Tomorrow just another day
Never a need to look beyond
Five minutes more
Time too
Ignore
Forever never need be found
The moment now
Suffice somehow
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ohiocowboy
A bright sunny day,
Albeit not for long.
Pillows of fluff hover in the sky,
A tinge of white,
With grey defined.
Amidst a patch of snow or rain,
The sun shines through,
Making a gloomy day
Bright once again...
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DIY2008
Great poems!
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Lostreality
diy,
i really liked that last poem..the emotion is very telling
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DIY2008
Thankies. All it did was come to me, I wrote it in a miniute.
This one is entitled 'Lies'
How many lies does it take to make the truth?
Every word you utter from your mouth is a lie
But I beleive them all
Love can do that to you, make you beleive the untrue
'Impossible' is the word that runs through your head
As the chains of a lie wear you down and makes it harder,
Harder not to believe the person, Harder to be away, Harder to be yourself
No lies can make the truth
A thousand lies, a million
A like can make you love somebody, a lie can make you hate somebody
It can make you kill somebody or kill somebody you love
Lies cause little children to cry and scream trying not to conceive of such things
Lies, lies cause all of it
Every horrible thing on this planet
But yet we believe, I believe
No lies can make the truth, If only it were true