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the darkness consumeth the light I so long for
The deepness of a conversation turn sour
Crinkling the noses of others as one would do to a foul smell
A rotting corpse laid out at their feet
...

i sink deep into a pool of water my eyes blink unnaturally
i jerk up no air
face hot
sounds unheard
...

I cry
Plee for help between sobs
No one understands
For my pain is on the inside
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eyes burning
head rushing
i hurt so bad
i cannot contain the screams from within me
...

I contemplate IT. Although, unthinkable as IT may be, I still want to commit what some might call the most unforgivable act of them all.
My heart heaves with unbearable pain that I alone am not strong enough to yield.
I stare in disbelief as the people who share the same last name as me
Continue to lie to my face, yet when I am telling them the truth
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I'm screaming inside 
There seems to be 
No way out
His lies are piling 
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love me until you feel as if you can no longer love me
love me forever
until the end of our very short lives
love me when I'm old and wrinkled
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the tears I'm crying fustrate me
I'm biting back on my lip with the intensity
It burns and stings my very soul
I'm thinking
...

The wind kisses my cheeks with an icy touch
Breath falling just short of my mouth
A lingering taste 
My sanity a lost case 
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Uhhhhh! ! ! ! !
You're so frustrating
You say love me with all your heart
And then you lie
...

his face still lingers in my mind all the places I've tried to hide my soul grieves with an intense fire of longing to feel the warmth of his skin brush even lightly against mine
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Tell me not of the love you wished to have had.
But of the love you once knew.
Tell me the love WE once knew.
Tell me where we went wrong.
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I loved the way you laughed and smiled
But heart break takes all
There is no laughing in this place we are in
...

Lost among a sea of monotony
A roaring buzz floats in my ear
The silent drone of the day passes,
Passes by my silent complexion
...

I take my deep breath
As I plunge into this pain
Trying to remember
Why I opened up in this way
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following a dark descending shadow
The light fading from sight
Wollowing in my own selfish pain
I don't care and leave the light behind
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17.

how can one want something so much as I do in this moment
And time
His face haunts me in my dreams
I dread sleep
...

lost
in so many words could i describe that feeling
desperately looking for another
doesn't matter which direction i look..
...

a fluttering
light feeling in your stomach
a rush
a whirl of happy feelings
...

mystery writer Biography

I'm sixteen in sept.2009 I just have a passion for writing and want my poems to be read I'm not a dark and gloomy person as my poems would make you think I'm a very happy well most of the time person yes I've had my ups and downs but writing really helps it's almost like therapy except cheaper :))

The Best Poem Of mystery writer

Humanity

the darkness consumeth the light I so long for
The deepness of a conversation turn sour
Crinkling the noses of others as one would do to a foul smell
A rotting corpse laid out at their feet
And in their manner they look apon it with annoyance
And bother no sympathy for a human being such as ones self?
The darkness trembles at my wrath
Letting light in as it does so
The terrified eyes calm me none
As the slaughter begineth in my head
Limbs of these horrible creatures flying round the room
But then I feel horrified of ones self
Seeming as heartless as my own foes
I shrink back into the darkness for fear if seeing myself in the light
A corpse
No doubt
That upturns and crinkles noses with annoyance and bother
No sympathy for a human such as thine self
Yet temptation still ringeth in my ears
As the morn aproaches
Yet still another day among the heartlessness of humanity

mystery writer Comments

Jerry Hughes 08 July 2009

Most of your poems although well written tend to be self-indulgent, lighten up Brandie. Best wishes, Jerry

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