Poetry from Before
Nov. 29th, 2003 01:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sathorThe past plays a grand part in who I am now.
So I won't deny it.
Poetry from my little black book that has so much pain angst sadness and anger within, I can even feel it radiate from it, but I thought I had lost it and I embraced it tonight like I actually cared for it when I finally found it. It is a piece of me, not to be denied but embraced.
Memories flow like time
Among a sea of words
Time has no meaning for me
It's surface rippled like a pond
It flows like an endless river
And yet it cycles like the world
The black comfort of the sky
Brings forth that which is tiny
A force among this world is nothing
Compared to the force of a universe
The mind is powerful if directed
It's power unsurpassed
Levels of consciousness become a whirl
Inside a hardened shield of bone
My walls were broken long ago
Ones that which saved me from this world
I see it through eyes so true
A world that has no hope for you
Sanity is lost as the end draws near
Time kills you from the beginning
I've lost the will to live
An end most worthy
- Jake Mickelson
Under it, my thumbprint in my own blood - "My blood - the only color in the world."
A single tear that marks the sky
A battered soul and a tortured mind
When everything just seems to die
I want to have you to stand by
Seemlessly this world is gray
A darkened pool of death and decay
Nothing is left for what we've made
Why can none of you see it my way
Blackened sky full of dots
A painted picture of remorse
Each one so small from planet earth
But existing in a timeless universe
All I wanted was to be yours
But gods all know how much I've hurt
Please just let me fade away
So pain will no longer touch my frame
This goes ever on and on
Never ending in this song
A melody of this pain
Felt by all within decay
And that's about that.
I don't want to put anymore of the poetry down because it gets even more depressing after that one.
See, it makes perfect sense that I created my own depression.
It just took that one moment, that one moment in time, where I realized, "She's gone." to start the chain reaction.
I smile now and realize, it is the past, and it helped forge who I am.
I regret not a moment.
Also, this poem is quite interesting, I don't even remember writing it but I really like it...and it seems like a good candidate for a song...
Cut myself across the skin, releasing pain condemned within, This pain all drained away like the blood that was inside my veins...
My soul, a dark disgrace, lost it all piece by piece, I've been told that love can heal it, but how can that be when love did it...
Ripped away and now decayed I told you to stay away. I was broken by my first try, incomplete like a prototype.
I took a look inside myself to find who I really am
A wanderer without a cause, lost in imagination
A'mortus, my only friend, I look to the case he's made
And what I find is my own self, imbued upon his blade.
So I won't deny it.
Poetry from my little black book that has so much pain angst sadness and anger within, I can even feel it radiate from it, but I thought I had lost it and I embraced it tonight like I actually cared for it when I finally found it. It is a piece of me, not to be denied but embraced.
Memories flow like time
Among a sea of words
Time has no meaning for me
It's surface rippled like a pond
It flows like an endless river
And yet it cycles like the world
The black comfort of the sky
Brings forth that which is tiny
A force among this world is nothing
Compared to the force of a universe
The mind is powerful if directed
It's power unsurpassed
Levels of consciousness become a whirl
Inside a hardened shield of bone
My walls were broken long ago
Ones that which saved me from this world
I see it through eyes so true
A world that has no hope for you
Sanity is lost as the end draws near
Time kills you from the beginning
I've lost the will to live
An end most worthy
- Jake Mickelson
Under it, my thumbprint in my own blood - "My blood - the only color in the world."
A single tear that marks the sky
A battered soul and a tortured mind
When everything just seems to die
I want to have you to stand by
Seemlessly this world is gray
A darkened pool of death and decay
Nothing is left for what we've made
Why can none of you see it my way
Blackened sky full of dots
A painted picture of remorse
Each one so small from planet earth
But existing in a timeless universe
All I wanted was to be yours
But gods all know how much I've hurt
Please just let me fade away
So pain will no longer touch my frame
This goes ever on and on
Never ending in this song
A melody of this pain
Felt by all within decay
And that's about that.
I don't want to put anymore of the poetry down because it gets even more depressing after that one.
See, it makes perfect sense that I created my own depression.
It just took that one moment, that one moment in time, where I realized, "She's gone." to start the chain reaction.
I smile now and realize, it is the past, and it helped forge who I am.
I regret not a moment.
Also, this poem is quite interesting, I don't even remember writing it but I really like it...and it seems like a good candidate for a song...
Cut myself across the skin, releasing pain condemned within, This pain all drained away like the blood that was inside my veins...
My soul, a dark disgrace, lost it all piece by piece, I've been told that love can heal it, but how can that be when love did it...
Ripped away and now decayed I told you to stay away. I was broken by my first try, incomplete like a prototype.
I took a look inside myself to find who I really am
A wanderer without a cause, lost in imagination
A'mortus, my only friend, I look to the case he's made
And what I find is my own self, imbued upon his blade.
