Killing Myself

Killing Myself
I feel so much pain

Killing Myself
I hurt all over

Killing Myself
I bleed from within

Killing Myself
My heart breaks once more

Killing Myself
My agony crescendos

Killing Myself
I cannot help anyone

Killing Myself
I'm a failure to all

Killing Myself
I have no value

Killing Myself
That's why I'm
Killing Myself

Love: Pleasure, or Pain?

Why do we love?
Is it out of curiosity,
or is it something more?

Why do we seek pleasure?
Is it greediness,
or something more?

What is pain?
Is it the cost for wanting something we don't deserve,
or is it something more?

What is love?
Is it pleasure?
Pain?
Or is it something more?

Broken Hearts

When I cast my eyes at you,
you look right past me.

Looking at someone else,
someone you used to love.

I am not him.


But still you see him,
whenever you see me.

Please see me.

My heart is breaking.

Please look at me again,
and this time see me.

Please, I beg you see me.

When I see you,
it breaks my heart,
to be looked at as the one who broke you.

Please, let it be me.

I would be willing to be the one who breaks your heart this time,
as long as its me you see.

And only me.

Breaking

Pressing itself against my soul,
A crushing feeling waits.
Inside my heart, a hole.
Nothing left to break.

Dying Alone

Feelings of loss
Feelings of hurt
Feelings of love
Love tossed in the dirt
To be thought unloveable,
that was his curse
Feelings of pain
Brought on by her
All who he loved
chose someone else
This was his curse
to die by himself.

Empty Hearts

Love and pain
Same but in name
Brother and brother
Smite every good intention
and destroy hope in an instant
Questing after one is a fools work
for the other will surely consume you
Love leads you along
with empty promises
while pain saps away your very life

Inner Death in a Public Place

People all around
but I feel so alone
The cold, the cold
It creeps into my soul
drawing out my happiness
The pain takes its toll
I feel despair
I feel a hole
She left me cold
My soul, my soul, my soul

Insanely Stupid Poem of Pain

I write a poem
to ease my pain
It hurts my head
and my brain
I can rhyme
I can rap
I forgot the next line
Crap

Youthful Suffering

Bruises on his hands and knees,
Haunted by his past.
All the pain and suffering,
He'd hoped would never last.

He climbed the stairs,
to his room
and hopped upon his bed.

He sat and cried,
although he'd tried,
he wished that he was dead.

When his daddy came,
he began to blame
all his hurt on him.

The child cried,
for he had tried
to take his life again.

A fierce backhand
across his face,
causing him to bleed.

Where was the love,
that he'd heard of,
that children want and need?

Unintentional Father

A young man,
ashamed at his loved one's pain,
ends his life,
and kills his unborn children's father.

Anger

I feel hate
I feel rage
I want to let
justice be uncaged

I want to rush
I want to try
to go and kill
a certain guy

He stole her life
He stole her soul
He took her purity
with staff and pole

He deserves to die
He deserves to rot
This life he ruined
He may have forgot

I want to destroy
him; mind and soul
He took a part
of what made her whole

He needs to suffer
He needs to cry
I want to kill
that horrible guy

I know I must not
I know to forgive
but I want him to die
He should not live

I will pray
I will try
to forgive him
that rapist guy

-Dedicated to my younger sister Amanda

A Soldier's Life

The blood in the rain
The loss and the gain
The sorrow, the pain
The life of a soldier

The sweat and the tears
The hopes and the fears
The enemy draws near
The life of a soldier

The smoke and the gun
The battle yet won
Down sets the sun
The life of a soldier

A country he defends
His family and friends
A bullet now ends
The life of a soldier

Death's Kiss

Give in to the darkness
Give in to the bliss
Give in to enticement
Give in to my kiss

Pain Borne of God

A nick of aggression
A slash of pain
It cuts through ones spirit
and happens again

It slashes through flesh
It slashes through bone
It cuts and it slices
It leaves none alone

Why all the cutting?
Why all the pain?
Who does this benefit?
Who recieves gain?

"Why do I suffer LORD?"
In anger I cry!
"End all my suffering.
Just let me die."

The pain and the torment
strangle my soul
Then came the words
that filled up a hole

"You are my son.
I am your dad.
There will be pain,
but it isn't bad."

"It drives you to me.
It makes us close.
Here is the truth:
I love you most."

Rape

Stop

Don't touch her there
Don't remove her underwear

Don't be cruel
Don't be naughty
Don't you try
to defile her body

Hear her scream
Hear her shout
Hear her yell
and thrash about

What did she do
to deserve this?
Why did you go
and rape my sis?

Chaos

Burning villages
Broken towns
Fallen angels
Rusted crowns
Fire lights
it destroys all
It all became
from Lucifer's fall

A girl.

Once I had a girl
of whom I should not boast.
She thought of me so highly,
but I thought of her the most.
One day I lost the favor
of her curious ways.
For we had been together,
naught but of two days.
I felt my heart did shatter.
I felt my heart did break.
Then I felt a hole
through which my heart did ache.
For when she had left me
she took my love and joy
and she did make,
the big mistake,
of dumping this poor boy.

Shot by a friend.

I was stabbed
with a knife,
that cut into my chest.
The wound did heal
and I did kneel
and thank G_d, who is best.
But I forgot
to beware the one
who stabbed me from the start.
For I did let
her to get
to try and stab my heart.
The blood did gush
out of my wound
and out onto the floor
and I did know,
and it was so,
I'd trust in her no more.

A loaded gun in a child's hands.

I saw a child with a gun,
a friend the child saw.
He went to show it to his friend
and fill him so with awe.
The gun went off,
the friend fell down,
the child ceased to grin.
He yelled once,
he yelled twice,
then he yelled again.
The floor was soaked
with innocent blood
from the child slain.
Nevermore,
would the child play
with loaded guns again.