Inside his soul he is bleedingBlood tears runs down his cheekHe uses his hands to cover up hiseyes and to protect his liesBlood drops on the floora thunderous sound coming from thehall, as the echos of his soulscreaming fills up the empty roomhe crosses his eyes and cover up his liesBut now he is left with the shamea burning running within him deepHe can here the echos no one is thereHis lies his deception his venomous touchhas left his mind sick and him all alonea deep fire is burning in his chesthe coughs, he tries to open his eyes butonly sees blood death and lies...He pierces his eyes with his fingertrying to scratch out the liesHe is now left blind and alonewith desperate screams of deceptionflowing out of his soul....
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He’s head is spinning in a circleThe walls in his room is closing down on himHe’s holding his breath, his hands are shakingHe’s aware of his own shadowAfraid yet not screaming nor tremblingAl these things that came to scare othersDrawn him closer into a burning flameA fire so fierce it pierces his eyes to darkHis hearts empty there’s nothing leftHe walks down the streets with his head bowedDown to the earth not taking noticeBlood is dripping from his eyes as he looksUp a raindrop falls on his foreheadHe shouts out aloud look the sky is cryingConfused and consumed by the thoughtsOf the world he’s now left condemned toA world that does only exist in his mindPeople around him trembles in fearKeeping their distance afraid they mightGet tainted by the fierce forces ofThe unknown to this world, something’sThat scares them but make’s him happyOur own little place of comfort peace...a place where youfeel no pain don't get hurt...
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He’s alone again no one left for himHe’s surrounded by a million facesBut none is where his heart belongsHe’s fallen far he’s fallen hard he lostHis pride he is losing his mind he can’t findHis own little space….He looks around the room it’s full ofPeople but yet as empty and hollowAs his heart….there’s a blood stain inhis eyes, falling onto the floor betweenhis feet…he don’t have to words to speakhis eyes are faint his hearts become weakhis like a rose losing his pedals falling onthe ground his heart his love the way he usedto be all down on the floor…he does whateverHe’s told and he’s bond in a ball and a chainNever to be released or to taker leave againHe’s acting like everybody’s fool..They all look him in the eye and take himJust for granted and use him to get their waysNow his lost left astray heart separated fromMind condemned to his own death….....never alter your way of thinking cos of the bad things people sayno matter what they say they are wrong if they doubt that there is any good out there for you...ive felt for a long time like this once you've dug yourselves a whole it aint easy getting out of it..
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An empty hollow suitcase a vaseWithout any flowers, a cold bloodDripping heart without any love, aA cold cloudy breeze without any stars,Innocent girl screaming on the top ofHer lunges so that someone could hear herA shinning glitter in her eye, innocently sheHides her beauty behind her eyes and coversHer face with tears, her hands are full of bloodHer heart is empty hollow, torn from it socketsIt pumps no more, she’s barely breathingA sharp fading black light shines a pictureOf a thousand lies shows the hidden gravesBeyond in the yonder, where her heart brakesWithin every morning’s sunrise, she’s left allAlone all have been forsaken, everyone walksAround her to afraid to help her…Her skins so beautifully cut, her eyes filledWith black eye shadow running down herFace, she screams so silently not to disturbAnyone…Here is another one of my works please you can copy and read it to whoever you want to but don't copy it saying its your work...i believe in whatever you do onto others will come back your way X6...so plz thanks enjoy...if u can relate to some of these poems contact me cos these are all real feelings ive felt before hand...if you feel like you want to offload and talk to someone im availeable ...anyway enjoy your day and take care stay save
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A broken piece of glass in a hand,The scream of a thousand daggers,The pierced soul leaking on the carpet,Shedding the color from grey to red,A sound thought an uneasy wound,The separation of flesh from the boneHis eyes glows in the dark, unwillinglyHe crawls up to protect himself, he hidesIn the corners, weakness grows within himLike a blunt knife cuts through thick meat,Within him is anger, violence a willing soStrong to fight but it tends to destroy…No control, no sound mind no safe heartBut a borrowed broken old cup, a mirrorsShort ended reflection, something’s aboutHim makes him aware of himself of hisOwn existence, like a broken glassBottle his fallen apart, shattered all overThe floor no glue can hold him together now..one of my own written poems...if you gt anything you want to comment or just give me some advice I'm all ears thank you for reading my poem...hope you enjoyed it..more to be posted soon...
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