Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Being Me By: Wolf

I live my life alone
like a toy up on a shelf
standing in a room full of people
I feel all by myself
Everyone can see me
But I'm not really there
I'm hidden in my own world
filled with darkness and despair
Where smiles cover teardrops
and laughter covers screams
everything isn't as it is
ans nothing's as it seems
To me the fakesness is overwhelming
but no one sees the facts
they choose their sunshine and rainbows
while I like my things black
I suppose my mind is different
I live to see the bad
and everyone is only happy
'cause they don't know they're sad
But is a life of stupidity
a life I can bear to see
No, I think I'm happy being sad
as long as I'm still me.
(old)

Destiny By: Wolf

Tortured and Twisted
consumed by disease
you're all I can hear
and all I can see
I feel you around me
wherever I go
seeing your face
in the people I know
They all ask me questions
but I tell them all lies
they don't know how hard it is
to live when love dies
My body may be here
But my mind is devoid
My whole world was shattered
when our love was destroyed

(Old)

War By:Wolf

Wishes are broken
Hopes are destroyed
People are murdered
when bombs are deployed.
People are soulless
with hearts made of coal
wandering mildlessly
killing their goal.
It seems like a movie
or maybe a dream
but as we all know
some things aren't what they seem.
This world they live in
is filled with cruelty and hate
I'm just glad that I live here
where I can't relate.
Also Old

Awake with my Memories By:Wolf

Lying here you'll find me
with my shackles to the wall
my hands tied back behind me
no where to turn at all
My thoughts run round in circles
trapped inside my head
wishing I was somewhere else
Or perhaps that I was dead
This place devores my humanity
it fills every corner of my mind
where my thoughts come back to haunt me
the ones I hoped had died
I wander through my memories
relving play by play
seeing every thing I didn't do
and the things I didn't say
But if I fixed one moment
would it change the future too
or would I still lie here alone
wishing to be with you.
FYI this is an old poem

Monday, November 23, 2009

I'm a slacker

I really should start writing poems again ( not that I was that good anyway), but I didn't realize how long it's been since I wrote one until I got on the blog today.