Responses are appreciated.

[delicate_flower]

I'm trying to start writing again... here's something I wrote during class today. As you can see, I was not in my best mood when I wrote this. Maybe I should write more "happy" poems or something... oh well, tell me what you think.

-~ * ~- Untitled -~ * ~-

Everyone is dead to me, and I am the one left alive.
Alone I am left to live, and alone I will die.

Faint are the voices and blurry is my vision,
The colors begin to bleed before my eyes.
Nowhere in sight do I see any help,
Only the hurt is left to survive.
Deep down inside I feel the pain,
Must the emptiness grow so strong?
Swirling in my stomach up to my head,
Why must everything be so wrong?
Drowing my mind are my callous tears,
So many memories that I do dread...
Losing my sanity under my skin,
How much longer before I am dead?
Once more the sadness seeps slowly in,
Under and over sweet misery I try to avoid.
Overflowing are the thoughts of madness,
How much longer must I be toyed??
I feel the walls close tighter than before,
Poke at my heart through my cage of rust!
I am alive, but my heart and soul are dead,
I am alive, but I am nothing but dust...

Everyone is dead to me, and I am the one left alive.
Alone I am left to live, and alone I will die.

-~*~- Sonya B. -~*~-
-~ October 7, 2004 ~-

 

[Silver Saint]

I liked the imagery in this one. However, I have to ask, is your poetry all dark? Not that I mind, but I hope that there is more to your life than the world you paint so well. Even if it is only in your deepest heart, the light should have a place somewhere.
Go with God.




I am aware,
Isacc

 

[delicate_flower]

Actually, the first poems that I did write were a bit different, but not entirely. I do have a lot of love poems, hehe. They are not dark, but the first love poem I wrote is a little, uh, desparate? Well, I'll let you decide on that.

-~- Besieged in Hopeless Desires -~-

Every movement you make murders my soul.
Every word you say leaves it in the cold.
You have always made me weak.
You have always made me unable to speak.
You will be first in every decision I make.
You will be the number one concern and ache.
You bring out the best I have to give.
You bring out the unruly need to live.
You make my stomach twist into knots.
Your voice made my heart pierce my thoughts.
You control my every step.
You are the one that will be kept.
You are in my heart, head, and soul.
You keep me from the cruel, desolated cold.
Can't keep you away from my starving spirit.
How can I even keep you far from it?
Why can't I just leave you alone?
Without you, I cannot be happy on my own.
I am drowning in these hopeless desires.
Sit and wait while my yearning fires!

-~-Sonya Brooks-~-