Recent poems that I have written

Sep 04, 2004 21:41

Someone Please

Why do I feel lost in this world
Why do I feel invisible
Someone pleas find me
Someone please see me

Why do I feel like Im dieing
Why do I feel I've been muted
Someone please save me
Someone please listen to me

Someone please love me
Im starting to fade away

So I Can See

Give me your eyes
So I can see
What you see
When you look at me

Living in the same world
You and me
But we both see differently

We know
Those stares
Those glares
Those sneek a peak
And those took a glimpse

We know
That sky
That ocean
That moon
That sun

Living in the same world
You and me
But we both see differently

Give me your eyes
So I can see
What you see
When you look at me

And I'll give you my eyes
So you can see
All that you never knew
When I look at you

Living in the same world
You and me
But we both see differently

The Scar

I touch the scar upon my hand
It is quite distinctive
Not like the other scars I have left unnoticed

This one is special
This one is true
This one has a story
That I can never forget

It came from a time
A time when I felt
Alone
When I felt
Ashamed
When I felt
Dead

I didnt know why
But I reached for the blade
I pressed down hard
I pressed down deep

And as the pain increased
And as the blood started to trickle down my fingers
I thought how sad one must be to do this

The scarlet life poured out from the wound
I knew that I was alive

I mended the slash
I mended my life

I stare at my scar
It is a remembrance
Of a tragic time that I survived

My Request

Look into my eyes
Look into my soul
Can you find me hiding in the shadows

In the dark
Cold
Alone

Reach for me
Take my heart
Hold it tight
Do not break it
It is fragile
And difficult to mend

The pulse is low
Help it live
Sing your song of love
And help it beat again

This is my request

Look into my eyes
Look into my soul
You will find me hiding in the shadows
Waiting for you

Woe to Him

Woe to him that has it all
and yet has nothing

Woe to hem that does not smile
Or sheds a graceful tear
And does not spit fiery rage
For he has died
Long before his body has

Woe to him that does not have
Faith or hope
For he will be consumed
With sorrow and nothingness

Woe to him that does not pray
For he will toil 'till he does

Woe to him that does not dream
For he chooses not to live

Woe to him that does not love
For he is empty and lost

Woe to him that uses others
Until they are dry and the leaves them to suffer
For they are murderous

Woe to him that lives in greed
For he will lose everything

Woe to him that is not grateful
For he will starve

Woe to him that does not show mercy
For mercy will not show its face to him

Woe to him that bases love on beauty
Rather than love on love
For they have murdered themselves
And perhaps another
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