29 Apr 12 3:46 am

Cupid The Little Devil

I walk past a young
Couples who are so deeply
In love.
I can’t help but hear
How they speak
So highly of the one
Known as Cupid.
I can’t help but
Laugh to myself.
If that foolish
Couple knew the truth
About that little devil
Known as Cupid.
Everyone sees
Him as an innocent
Little angel who brings
Couples together.
But what they don’t know
Is that little devil
Cupid is the
Killer of hearts.
Be sure to keep
Your guard up
Around your heart.
If you don’t
Cupid will come
And stab you in the heart.
He will the blade
To hear you scream out in pain.
And when he’s satisfied,
He will remove the blade
From your heart
And watch as you
Bleed to death.
Just like he’s done to me.
So please do take my words
To heart and don’t
Trust that little devil cupid,
Unless you want to end up
Broken hearted
And dead like me.

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07 Apr 12 10:02 pm

All Because I'm Different

Hang witch hang!
That’s what I hear.
As I run away from
The horrific scene that
Unfolds behind me.
Burn in hell,
Go back to where you
Came from.
Such horrible things
To be heard from
Those who are blinded
By lies.
They are blinded
By such horrible greed,
They don’t see
The innocent lives
That they take.
The poor innocent
Lives that are accused
Of being witches.
Who sneak around
Placing such horrible
Curses on people,
Plaguing them with such
Demon filled nightmares.
It’s not long now
Before they finally come
Invading my sanctuary
In the woods, where
I’m safe away from
The hell on earth,
That broke out in our
Once peaceful village.
I know it won’t be long now
Before they come looking
For me.
I duck behind a fallen tree.
Hearing the dangerous voices
Approaching.
“Where could that pretty
Little witch be hiding?”
“I’m not sure where she’s hiding,
But when we do find her,
We shall bring to the hill
To meet her fate.”
The brown haired man had
Said before walking away,
Leaving the blond hair,
Blue eyed man standing there
Looking for any sign of me
I watch as he takes last glance
Around before beginning to walk
Away.
Oh thank heavens he didn’t spot me.
It’s bad enough watching my friends,
Neighbors and family hang for no
Good reason, I thought
As I slowly got up from where
I was hiding.
I quickly turn away to run.
As I start to run,
The blonde hair blue eyed man
Turn around just in time
To see me running away.
I hear his footsteps as he
Chases after me.
I run fast as my poor
Tired legs would carry me,
Which isn’t as fast
As they were carrying me before.
I can hear the man gaining on me.
Deep in my heart,
I know it won’t be long
Before I’m forced to wear that
God forsaken noose around
My neck.
I know it won’t be long
Before I meet my final fate.
I feel my body colliding
With the ground.
I can feel the man grabbing
My wrists, pulling them behind
My back.
Tying my hands behind my back.
I feel him pulling me up,
Leading me to the dreadful hollows.
Where I will be waiting
For my time be displayed,
As a criminal
Before they hang me,
And watch as I struggle
To take a breath
To keep me from
Meeting death.
We grow closer
To the gallows.
I see the noose,
So patiently waiting
To meet the soft flesh
Of my neck.
I glance around
And see all the faces
Of those who have
Betrayed me.
Wishing this horrible
Fate upon me.
I feel as the man
Places the noose
Tightly around my neck.
He helps me stand upon
A crate as he pulls the rope
To keep me from jumping
On the ground, when I’m
Shoved off the crate.
Finally the young man
Is ready to do the most
Horrible thing…
Claim an innocent life.
I take one last glance around,
And see hate in all
Of the villagers eyes.
From a far distance,
You can hear their horrible
Cries of hang witch hang!
I feel myself being
Pushed off the crate.
I feel as my body squirms
Around, trying to break
Free of this horrible noose.
But it’s grip only grows
Tighter around my neck.
Things slowly start to go black
As my vision fades before me.
I fight to take a breath
To keep me from dying.
But, I’m gaining nothing.
All sound that I once
Heard, went quiet.
I feel as my own body
Grows cold.
As my life slips away.
I feel the cold hand
Of death take my own,
And lead me away
From the scene of my body
Hanging from the gallows.
Will no one remember
Me as an innocent victim?
I think not
Because they had their minds
Poisoned against me.
All because I’m different.

15 Mar 12 9:21 pm

Is this...

This poem is called Is this a Dream or Is It a Nightmare?

Is this a dream?
Or is it a nightmare
That is coming to life?
What the hell is the difference
Anyway?
When you wake up
And hear about all the bad
In the world,
You finally begin to realize
That you're living in a nightmare.
You close your eyes again
Thinking all of the bad in
The world will just vanish.
If only you had any idea
How much you’re asking for.
Is s this a dream?
Or is it a nightmare
That is coming to life?
What the hell is the difference
Anyway?
When you wake up
And hear about all the bad
In the world
You finally begin to realize,
That you’re living in a nightmare.
Go ahead and open
You’re naïve eyes
To the truth all around you.
You are no longer surrounded
By the figment of your world of lies.
How does it feel to finally learn
The truth for once?
You have been so wrapped up
In your web of lies.
Living in your own little made up world
That you have forgotten what the truth
Is like.
Is this a dream?
Or is it a nightmare
That is coming to life?
What the hell is the difference
Anyway?
When you wake up
And hear about all the bad
In the world,
You finally begin to realize
That you're living in a nightmare.
Are you screaming
For help yet?
How does it feel
To know that no one is paying
Attention to your sickening cries?
Are you suffering yet?
Are you feeling the pain that I have
Felt every time that you have
Opened your mouth and lied to me?
Are you feeling the pain
That you put me through?
I wanna hear you scream out!
Is this a dream?
Or is it a nightmare
That is coming to life?
What the hell is the difference
Anyway?
When you wake up
And hear about all the bad
In the world,
You finally begin to realize
That you're living in a nightmare.
You seriously
Should start counting your lucky stars.
You’re not even beginning to
Experience half of the pain
That you have put me through.
You’re luck is about to run out though.
And when it does
You will experience
Both my pain and your own.
Nobody will come and
Save you from this torture
That you deserve.
This torture will
Be your personal hell for
All of the paint hat
You have inflicted on me.
Is this a dream?
Or is it a nightmare
That is coming to life?
What the hell is the difference
Anyway?
When you wake up
And hear about all the bad
In the world,
You finally begin to realize
That you're living in a nightmare.
There seriously is no use
In trying to make it up to me now.
What’s done is done.
There is no use in trying
To act like nothing has
Never happened.
Because of you,
And all of the lies
That you have told,
I’m forever damaged.
Because of you and
Your heartless lies
I’m forever going to hold a broken
Heart in my hands.
Because of you
And your horrible
Heartless lies
I am never ever
Going to be the same again.
Is this a dream?
Or is it a nightmare
That is coming to life?
What the hell is the difference
Anyway?
When you wake up
And hear about all the bad
In the world,
You finally begin to realize
That you're living in a nightmare.
Thanks to you
I know that crying
Over you and what you have done
Would really be stupid.
And in all honesty sweetie,
I’m not stupid.
And I sure as hell
Am not weak like you make me out to be.
You will see that
I’m not the one
Who needs you.
Oh no.
You are the one
Who is going to
Need me.
But by the time
You realize that
I will be forever
Out of your life.
But, if you hear
Laughter in the shadows
Know that is me,
Enjoying the sight of you
Suffering.
Know that I am
Enjoying the sound of you
Screaming.
But don’t worry dear.
I wont come and ruin
Your new experience
I want you to
Feel what I have felt.
And know this sweetheart
No one will be coming
To save you at all.
You will be in
Eternal pain until the end of time.
Is this a dream?
Or is it a nightmare
That is coming to life?
What the hell is the difference
Anyway?
When you wake up
And hear about all the bad
In the world,
You finally begin to realize
That you're living in a nightmare.

13 Mar 12 11:47 pm

Porcelain Doll...

This is Porcelain Doll and her Black Tears:

Look at the pretty little
Dolly who cries tears
Of black.
Is that a flaw of the
Perfect little dolly?
Nobody knows.
Nobody knows
That this porcelain little dolly
Cries real tears of black,
Because of the pain
And the secrets that
She forever holds in her fragile
Little heart.

13 Mar 12 11:41 pm

Take This Heavy Burden Away

I'm begging someone
Please come and rob
Me of this heavy burden,
That I hold in my chest.
Take this fragile burden
That causes me
To cry when it breaks.
Take this massive
Curse that bleeds
When stabbed.
Take this burden
That only beats
To keep the essence
Of life flowing
Through my body.
Just please take
This burden away
Before it comes
And kills me completely.

13 Mar 12 10:01 pm

His Hurtful Lies

Drowning in the
River of deep emotions.
Consumed by the tears
That are dying to come out,
But, the body refuses
To allow them to fall so freely.
Standing there quietly
Listening to the loud
Crashing of her heart
Shattering
As it hits the ground.
Shattering into sharp tiny pieces,
That prick and cut the fingers
And hands that try
To pick them up.
The very shards
That cuts her wrists
Allowing the crimson red
Wine to spill onto the ground.
Covering the little shards
That are slowly killing her
One by one.
But no one is around
To save her now.
As the life is escaping
From her pale lifeless lips.
Her heart has yet betrayed
Her once again.
Allowing another liar
To snake his way into her heart
Saying that he has always
Cared for her.
And that he wants to be with her.
Well...never again will the victim's heart
Allow another liar to hurt her,
For it is now dead and gone.
And the once kind hearted beauty
Now lies lifeless on the ground.
As the last ounce of strength fades away.
As the last gasp of air escapes her lips,
As the last few drops of
The sweetest crimson wine
Leaves her body,
And falls onto the shards that
Has killed her.
And she no longer continues
To live because of his hurtful lies.

12 Mar 12 10:20 pm

My Home, My Tomb...

The full title of this poem is My Home, My Tomb, My Eternal Sleep, My Dream:


I stand here on the outside
Of the hollow ground I watch as they gather
At the grave
And they shed their
Tears of pain.
This is my home This is my bed
This is my tomb
This is where I will
Have my eternal sleep.
I wish I could Walkup to them
And give them a shoulder to cry on.
But sadly they don't see me.
Sadly they don't hear me.
Sadly they don't feel me.
They don't even know I'm there.
This is my home
This is my bed
This is my tomb.
This is where I have my eternal sleep.
I'm not afraid to admit that,
I don't want to say goodbye.
I'm not ashamed to admit,
It hurts me to see them cry.
I wish I could just say,
That I'm here and that I'm not gone yet.
But sadly I know I can't do that.
This is my home,
This is my bed,
This is my tomb.
This is where I will have my eternal sleep.
I continue to look on,
And watch as the mourning faces
Leave the now lonely cemetery.
I walk inside and stop at the grave.
I touch the headstone,
And feel a pair of eyes,
Burning into my back.
This is my home,
This is my bed,
This is my tomb.
This is where I will have my eternal sleep.
I turn to face, lady death staring at me.
And in a really quiet
Voice I hear her say your time is up.
Your journey is over.
It is time for you to go,
And join the others in the clouds.
Go and be a guardian now.
This is my home,
This is my bed,
This is my tomb.
This is where I will have my eternal sleep.
I’m now in a beautiful place
I walk around
And when I turn,
Lady death is no longer there.
She must have gone to
Collect more people
Who have passed on
This is my home
This is my bed
This is my tomb
This is where
I will have my eternal sleep
I wake up in my room,
Only to realize that it was all a dream.

12 Mar 12 4:48 am

Non-Visible Scars

I may not have physical scars
On my porcelain skin for you
To see
But trust me, the scars are
There on my heart and in mind.
Like I have mentioned before
They're not there physically.
They're there mentally
And emotionally.
Every time you tell me a lie,
The knife of lies
Slices through my porcelain skin.
Causing it to cry
Crimson tears,
With a couple questions at mind...
Why?
What have I ever done
Wrong to deserve
These non-physical scars?
Actually, on second thought
I don't want to hear your answer anyway.
Because I know nothing good
Will come from your mouth.
Don't even speak a word
Because, I don't think
My fragile body, mind or heart can take
The pain of gaining another
Cut from the knife of lies.
Please, just leave this poor
Little porcelain skinned doll alone.
Maybe there will be hope
Of her healing.
But, for now she must deal
With these mental and emotional
Scars that cover her arms, body and soul.

11 Mar 12 10:13 pm

Your Turn to Feel The Pain

Hello.
Do you remember
Who I am?
I'm the one who you have
Said I love you to.
And then you walked away
Not caring about my feelings.
Do you finally
Remember the one
You had neglected
For so long.
Why on earth
Would you go and do something
So spiteful like that?
Do you enjoy getting
Someone's hopes up,
So you can completely shatter them?
Do you have any reason to
Want to stick around
Other than to stand there
And watch as I cry,
As I'm slowly dying?
It's because of you
That I'm like this.
Don't bother apologizing
Because, I know that every word
That comes out of your mouth
Is a lie.
Just leave me be
I don't need you around.
I will show you that
I will just slowly heal,
And come back to life
Like a phoenix rising from the ashes.
I will be reborn a new person
A person filled with hate for you.
I don't need someone who is going
To constantly find ways
To lie to me and shatter my heart.
It's done and over with.
You had your chance, and you blew it.
Now you're forever going to be haunted
With the guilt of hurting me as much as you did.
And while you are haunted with that guilt,
And regretting every minute for hurting me,
I will be in the shadows watching you suffer
Like I once did.
I will be the one with the smile on my face,
When reality hits you that I'm no longer there.
And when you beg for me to come back,
I will just stare at you,
And in the coldest tone,
I will tell you that I'm done with you
The hurt you put me through.
And most of all I'm done with your lies.
Then I will forever walk away
And vanish in the shadows,
As you are left to deal with the guilt
And pain on your own.