Posts from the ‘Dark poems :(’ Category
NB: I have spent the last few days researching on how to make a friend. I have some friends, and I like those friends very much. But they seem to always be busy on the weekends, and so my weekends are the loneliest days of the week. From Friday to Sunday all I see is my care-workers… […]
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NB: For thsose that don’t know me so well, being forgotten in one of my worst fears. For a while in my life, if I died I was afraid no one would notice. I like to hope those days are gone, and because of that I finally feel I am able to put this old […]
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NB: This is how I feel I am living my life sometimes, always waiting, stuck in a box. I live in a box I live in a box, A box that’s safe… Its a box that is mine, That no one else can take… Outside my box Is a world that’s afraid Its afraid of […]
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NB: I put this in both love and dark categories. Because… it is both, I love the world moving forward, after troubles… but this poem does bring up sadness for me when I read it. I hate I hate, I love, I Love – Earthquakes I hate earthquakes I hate I hate I hate I […]
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NB: A young man once asked an old man, one who had seen so much… If you had the chance to have another life, would you take it up? And the Old man looked back, he thought back upon his life been… and although he was usually one of silence, he said back to him.
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NB: The same thing always seems to happen to me, I wish I didn’t care about people as much as I do sometimes.
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NB: This is a very old poem of mine, I am moving out of my void folder, Always waiting. Always Waiting I sit at this empty table, waiting for my angel. I know that she will not come, so why do I sit and wait? Time is slowly moving against me, perhaps I should move […]
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Nb: This poem was written on January 20th 2008, I am not sure what made the poem be written and because I no longer remember I decided to move it out of my “void” folder, which is a big folder full of things I have written that I plan to never post or give to […]
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My body is tired, Aching and old, It shouldn’t be, I am so young, But my eyes have seen so many sorrows, Dark things beyond any words, So part of me prays the end will come, So at last I may rest in slumber… But If theres anything I have learned thus far, Its that […]
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NB: I’m just sad today. In a pout It was a sad day, Cold with a chill Matty of MattyLand Sat so quiet and still. His eyes were a tear As he sat on the couch He snuggled Miss Lovealot Squeakypaw in a big pout. He didn’t know why It was such a sad day […]
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