I was digging through my last journal-y place, and I found a stash of my old poems. They don't concentrate on the precise words being used, instead it really is purely the emotions conveyed through the syntax and the punctuation (in some). Very raw emotions. I think there are around... 5?

#1
So many questions asked ( Read more... )

the passionate die young.

the good fly far far away
before they gravitate towards the center
of our unconscious hearts
breathing and beating
unnatural beats
pounding and soaring
in ways too particular to be real.

the filthy stay
they stay and stain
without abstinence or fear
for the good had flown far far away.i'm not quite sure what this means ( Read more... )

And I woke today with more words to say ( Read more... )

You have no right ( Read more... )

4 scribbly scrabbles undercut

( this way to doodles )

These nights alone too dark ( Read more... )

He's not the broken boy
You were hoping to save
Not the cracked open soul
You were hoping to mend
And despite your methods
He's more than a child of 15
More than a want of accomplishments
Than a surge of pity and empathy
No, to you?
He'll always be a lover.

Take your heart out
Slowly disect your back
Line your rib cage
Slowly with knife tracks

Bleed your heart dry
You know you want to
Every single emotion that haunts you

and

I want to be in ( Read more... )

Kinda morbid and gruesome, so it's your call whether or not you'd like to clickety. Loads of angst as well.

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It's rained like this before ( Read more... )