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Sunday, 9 October 2005
Paint it black
Mood:
 don't ask
Paint it black,
Toss it in a corner,
Forget about it.
That's what I wish I could do
With every memory
Of you.
But it's too hard
to forget heartache.
Etched in my mind.
Forever.
Posted by sweet666sc
at 7:19 PM EDT
Love
Mood:
 crushed out
I love you,
More than
You'll ever be bale to comprehend.
I bear the cross everyday,
Every waking moment.
Noone will love you like I do.
Ever.
I'm drowning in an ocean of love,
And need you to be my lifejacket.
Posted by sweet666sc
at 7:15 PM EDT
Loneliness
Loneliness is a funny thing...
How can I be torn apart,
And it not even affect you?
Never crossed your mind, did it?
Didn't think so.
Be that as it may.
I'll be fine,
Spending time
gettin to know the shadow of you.
Because that's as close as I'll ever get
Posted by sweet666sc
at 7:13 PM EDT
Updated: Monday, 10 October 2005 7:28 PM EDT
Monday, 3 October 2005
Roll with the Punches
Mood:
don't ask
Running from the past you are,
Like a fugitive from the law.
Fight it as you may,
Small skirmishes,
Nothing more.
Soak it in kerosene,
Light the match,
Set it aflame.
It'll still be there.
No more running.
Stand your ground.
Take it as it comes.
Learn to cope,
Even if you continuosly lose the battle.
You haven't lost the war.
You'll walk away the victor.
Posted by sweet666sc
at 4:44 PM EDT
Heartache
You said it was over,
it took me by surprise.
I think to myself,
"This must be a dream."
The look in you eyes tells me
This is far from a dream.
More of a nightmare.
Then a slap to the face
From reality
Brings me to my senses.
I muster all my strength
Just to say O.K.
You think I'm fine with it,
And walk away.
Truth is,
All the dirt in the world
Couldn't fill the hole you left in me.
Posted by sweet666sc
at 4:42 PM EDT
Updated: Monday, 3 October 2005 8:58 PM EDT
Mean What You Say
When you say I love you,
Mean it.
Say it in a tone
I'll know to take seriously.
Say it with such a fiery passion,
I can feel the warmth,
Even before it leaves your lips.
Don't lie,
Because I'll fall for it.
Hook, line, and sinker.
Into a pit of heartache and despair.
Only say it if you mean it.
Posted by sweet666sc
at 4:38 PM EDT
Updated: Thursday, 6 October 2005 6:13 PM EDT
Neutrality
Mood:
 not sure
Loneliness and misery
Have taken their toll on me.
Leaving nothing but a mere shell of the man I once was.
I step out of the solitude.
I blink and cover my eyes
As I take in the sight.
I now see what life has become,
After years of solitary confinement.
Brilliant, yet highly overrated.
Full of truth, yet embellished with lies.
Every good thing in the world,
Nothing but a marionette.
With Evil and Darkeness pulling the strings.
I watch light and dark,
Good and evil,
White and Black clash.
And am glad I am me.
Grey.
Neutral.
Posted by sweet666sc
at 4:33 PM EDT
Sunday, 2 October 2005
Rooted
Mood:
 sad
Standing on the outside
Looking in...
I see everyone.
Looks like they're having fun.
They beckon and call
"Come join us."
Oh, if only it were that simple.
I attempt to move,
But can't.
I'm rooted...
Then I realize,
This is how life will be,
This is how the crads were dealt.
Me, forever alone,
Yet, somehow always surrounded.
And now that I realize this,
I am content.
Posted by sweet666sc
at 7:26 PM EDT
War on Emotion
Mood:
 down
Come on,
Deal the pain,
I can take it.
It just numbs the ever-present fact
That life isn't life without some form of turmoil.
Strike to impair,
Then back behind your shield
Of accusations and opinions.
A true veteran you are,
Trained in the art of tearing human emotions to shreds.
Unsheath your sword of insults,
Slash till nothing is left.
Then take the heel of your dream-crushing boot,
Grind all faint memories left into the dust.
Brush it off like nothin happened.
And walk away with a smile on your face.
Posted by sweet666sc
at 7:23 PM EDT
Tuesday, 20 September 2005
Statistical
Mood:
don't ask
You're just one of one billion,
A face without eyes...
Just another coward,
Beneath the cloak of lies...
You're just a piece of currency,
Inside the U.S Mint...
You think you're something special,
But you just can't take a hint...
Posted by sweet666sc
at 4:09 PM EDT
Monday, 19 September 2005
The Lone Artist
He sits at the foot of his bed,
Wondering,
Contemplating why life is so cruel and confusing...
He rakes his brain,
Searching,
Looking for an answer...
He sees the blade...
He stares at his reflection in the metallic utensil,
Sees,
Perceives it as a paintbrush...
To make beautiful art...
Then, with two small incisions,
Placed,
Directed unto his wrists...
He watches the paint flow...
Down,
Down to its final resting place
on a floor that has become a canvas...
Showing his last, humanly masterpiece...
Posted by sweet666sc
at 9:30 PM EDT
Ultimatum
It's the end of all things as we know it,
I've no last words except for...
I love you,
Don't let go and hold your breath
As we dive headfirst into oblivion...
Into the darkness,
Where love shall light our path,
As we forge a new life...
Away from the toil and heartache of the past...
Not as two,
But as one...
One life, one heart, one love...
Posted by sweet666sc
at 9:25 PM EDT
Love is a Deathwish
Mood:
 blue
I can see the despair in your eyes,
Yet you say you're fine.
But I can, beneath the lies and make-up,
Things are far from okay.
I want to tell you I love you and am worried,
But I bite my tongue and keep it to myself.
Days,Weeks,Months go by,
And I still see the same flicker of misery deep within you.
It felt as though we'd grown apart.
I didn't know how bad it really was until...
Until the day I found you,
Sprawled on your bed,
Face blank,
Knife still in your cold, lifeless hand...
Beside the letter...
Sealed with a kiss and signed in blood,
It reads,
"Because of you, I'll never breathe again."
"I loved you, but you failed to return the favor."
"Farewell for now. See you soon..."
Posted by sweet666sc
at 9:20 PM EDT
Empire Falling
Mood:
 irritated
You see yourself as one of the gods,
High on your throne upon a tower of faceless subjects,
Watching them tend to your every whim...
Ah, but what is this?
One of the subjects has retaliated!
He moves,
And just like a raindrop from the heavens,
Your golden palace falls and disperses right before your eyes...
You mourn over the loss of friends you didn't have,
You reminisce about how things could've been...
Thr whole time you think to yourself,
"How could this happen to me?"
"I'm too good for this!"
Guess what...
You're not...
Posted by sweet666sc
at 9:13 PM EDT
First Entry
Mood:
 chillin'
Hey this is my site for all the poems I write so I don't have to type them repeatedly. Some have names, some don't, so don't be like "What's this one's name?" If I knew, you think it'd still be unnamed?
Posted by sweet666sc
at 9:07 PM EDT
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