onxy88's Poetry

Understand

Run your fingers through my soul.
For once, just once,
feel exacly what I feel,
belive what I belive,
perceives I perceive,
look, exprience, examine,
and for once, just once,
understand.

Crazzy Shit

Crazzy shit, Crazzy shit, what the hell have i done?
It's like im drunk its like im high.
i don't remember anything but it sure was a hella fun.


(that's for my best friend)

What Did I Do?

What did I do?
Man i am so screwed.
she hates me now.
well arnt i proud?

i told him this,
but he wants more.
but i cant tell what i feel inside.

i'm messed in the head.
tron between friends.
messed up my life.
when will it end?

i'm stuck between,
the one i love,
the one i trust,
and the one i want to trust.

they escpect so much
of one small person.
add this to my list.
all of them.

im so stupid.
why did i say something?
i couldnt be quiet.
now they both hate me.
but what coul i do?

Sit and wach?
as life went on?
I should have but
rember im messed up.

Bullshit

A boy told a girl that he love her.
The girl sneezed, and said sorry
im allegic to bullshit.

grieve

Grieve not, nor speak of me with tears, but laugh and talk
of me as if I were beside you. I loved you so.....
"twas heaven here with you"

by: kirsten

Live or Die?

When we die we die. we die alone we die with pain.
why do people want to jump out of airplans? so they can feel the rush when they die. let me tell you something. when your body dies your mind does not. when your body dies your soul lives. your mind is always working on something; dead or alive. when you die you can do all the things you want too, with fear of dying.

why are people scared too die? some because they dont know what will happen and others because they dont want to leave friends and family. when you dont think about death its not scarry, but when you plan it you fear it. no matter how much you want to die you always never stop thinking.

Live Long and Dont be Scared

what do you do?

What do you do when your crying and the
only person to stop you from crying is the
one person who made you cry in the fist place?

drakest night

Tis the night of darkest nights.
For thee i cast upone to savor me.
To protect and protured, on the drakest day.
To help me along tonight and to day.
For thee i ask upone you, to help me thru and thru.

on a gravestone

What I gave, I have;
What I spent, I had;
What I kept, I lost.

cold

WIND-SNOW-ICE-and SLEET
swirl together at my feet
FEAR-COLD-NIGHT-and DREAD
wind themselfs around my head
why this fear of winds black breath?
tis the fear of icy death
(by:Maroaret Parton)