Cave of Poems

I Hate...

I hate everything.
About you, about him, about them.
I hate anyone.
I hate you and him and I hate them.
I hate it.

I hate that I'm mad.
I'm mad at you, at him, at them.
I'm mad at everyone.
And I hate it.

Death is scary,
Dark and dreary,
Makes one weary...
Eyes get teary.

Death of one,
Old yet young,
Fun for some,
Shall come undone.

Death deprived,
Happiness revived,
When it arrived,
One survived.

Realization hit,
Once reality bit,
The one must omit,
All that it did.

For once alone,
She was thrown,
No solution,
Just on her own.

Look deep inside,
Bring forth what resides,
Into the outside,
Conquer the downsides...

For the death of the Chat Room,
Shall not be the norm,
If it resumes,
It shall erase the doom,
That resides in your gloom.

R.I.P

Feeling lost,
No path to follow,
No one to show me,
Which way is shallow.

Sinking down,
Into the deep,
Unable to breathe,
Succumbing to sleep.

Now going through life,
Without conscious thought;
I need a way out!
I need you a lot!

Show me the way,
Only you can say,
"Follow your heart;
Don't let it be swayed."

Lead me back to you,
For only then, will I be found.
Only with you,
Can my heart,
My soul,
Ever be bound.

Don't know what to do with myself,
Lost in the shadows,
Thinking things may not be as great,
Dark misery follows.

Pain is shooting through me,
Like that of arrows,
Tips covered in poison,
Pointed to my sorrows.

Day in and day out,
Drowning in my solitude,
Black emptiness all around,
Binding servitude.

A slave to this pain,
A servant to you,
For you, I will be
Honest and True.

Sore limbs,
Breaking bone,
Lights go dim,
He's coming home.

Throbbing feet,
Cracking joints,
Knees go weak,
He looks and points.

Beating heart,
Rapid pulse,
Turning with a start,
She grins on impulse.

Blinking twice,
Matching eyes,
Wraps like a vice,
Truth become lies.

Joy turns to sorrow,
Smiles to a frown,
Realizing her 'morrow,
Just turned upside down.

'Tis not the man,
In which she knew,
He doesn't give a damn,
How much she grew.

Nor how she loved,
How she waited,
He merely shoved,
And vacated.

Now she stands,
Alone and in pain,
Crumpled, she lands,
Her love now slain.

The man she loved,
Died in war,
Her once beloved,
Gone, forevermore.