yes, almost all of my poems are dreary but they are well made if i do sayso my self. it would really please me if you commented and liked my peoms that i slaved away at. i always insist that my works are perfect. enjoy!
- Created By momo and kiro
The mask that will not break -poem
Oh, the masks
We have created
To shield ourselves
From the hatred
To hide
Behind a perfect face
And to look like
You live in a perfect place
The mask you show
Shields your heart
Your mask is too precious
That you can’t be apart
Out of fear of being
Rejected
And of being alone
And unprotected
The masks you where
Are so convincing
That other people
Can’t tell what is missing
It looks so true
So normal
That even
I can not tell
What is real
And what is fake
Behind that mask
That will not break
Im out of control -poem/song
Im all alone,
And im out of control,
You cant save me now,
Im on a role.
I cant stand the dark,
But its callin' my soul,
Its to hard to breath,
Im out of control.
Please dont come near me,
I dont know what i'll do,
Dont come near me,
Or i might come after you.
I cant stop myself,
Its already to late,
I cant control my self,
I've already sealed my fate.
All the things that i control,
Are out of my reach,
And after all this time,
My souls to hard to breach.
Im all alone,
And im out of control,
You cant save me now,
Im on a role.
I cant stand the dark,
But its callin' my soul,
Its to hard to breath,
Im out of control.
The things that i see,
Are driving me,
To the brink,
Of insanity.
I cant stand this place,
Theres no one here,
Their all dead,
And its something to fear.
It scared off,
All the people i knew,
Next you know,
Its gonna come after you.
Im all alone,
And im out of control,
You cant save me now,
Im on a role.
I cant stand the dark,
But its callin' my soul,
Its to hard to breath,
Im out of control.
The darkness,
envelopes this place,
Its hard to see,
Its hard to keep face.
I cant run away,
From the darkness,
It always catches me,
Its not a bliss.
And I think,
As I fall to the floor,
I dont want to be,
alone anymore.
The bloody angel -poem
"We plea for help,
From the one above,
We let out a cry,
and hope it will be heard!
We ask for your help,
In our time of need,
Send us an angel,
To heal our sins!
Help us oh mighty one,
Let us win the battle,
That ravages our land!"
He cried out.
"Give us the strength,
We need to fight,
Let us put everything right,
Give us hope to succeed!
Let us have,
What we deserve,
And give it to us now,
When we need it most!
Give us power,
And give us strength,
And let us win this great war,
Between man and beast!
Those demons will run,
At the sight of us,
And the truly brave who stay,
Will rot!"
And then he sat there,
waiting for a sign,
And the ground shook,
With a force that could kill.
Then said the mighty one,
"How dare you imply,
That I owe you anything,
I owe You nothing!
You impudent man!
You are a lowly thing!
Not worthy of my power!
I owe you nothing at all!
You say you want strength?
But you all are to week!
You say you want courage?
But you are all cowards!
I am just wasting my time,
with things like you!
You say you want an angel,
To cleanse your sins?
You said you want,
What you deserve?
Well ill give it to you,
And ill show you now!"
He looked up,
And watched in horror,
As a bloody angel,
Fell from the sky.
The Price - Poem
Please listen,
To my wonderful tale,
Of two places,
you can go.
They both are awesome,
Each in their own way,
But they are as different,
As night and day.
you ask the price?
well we'll get to that later,
first you must hear,
the story of these places.
One is nice,
Happy and peaceful,
There is no war,
And no killing.
You never get hungry,
And no one ever fights,
It is so calm,
And everyone is happy.
But the other is violent,
There is bad people,
But at least its fun,
With no limitations.
It has no rules,
And everyone gets,
What they want,
No matter what it is.
The first is called,
"Haven",
And the second is called,
"Hell."
And if you really want to,
You can go to them,
But you have to pay,
A price.
The price is so dear,
You might reconsider,
Because the price you must pay,
Is your life.
to live - poem
Yes i’m different,
And yes i’m not like you,
I am not like any one,
I am just myself.
I have been beaten,
For being me,
For living,
For being born.
I am an abomination,
I should not be alive,
Or at least that is what,
Everyone says.
The angels,
Just tell me to leave,
While the demons,
Run me off.
I am neither,
An angel,
Nor a demon,
I am not even human.
I am a hybrid,
A child of taboo,
I was a forbidden being,
and i don’t deserve to live.
I have been chained,
To the walls,
But i escaped,
But i still need a reason.
A reason to live,
A reason to go on,
And i found that answer,
In my attempt to die.
It was so simple so obvious,
That i had to be stupid to miss,
It was to live,
For my self and no one else.
