Wednesday, April 30, 2014

Some Poems From The Past

I think some of my poems from my past really show some of the deeper parts of my soul. Be forewarned some of them are rough and edgy. These were from when I first started writing. And while I don't claim to be fantastic at writing now some of then were pretty bad then.

The Eleven 

The started out eleven 
All together and living happily
 But then one day
Was born a tragedy 

A sixteen year old boy 
Part of the eleven 
Was in a fatel crash
And the first called to heaven 

The remaining ten now carried on 
Carried on with life 
The women getting husbands
The men getting wives 

Later on in life
The tears were shed again 
Another one gone
Another brother another friend 

Its time for another to go 
To  join the others 
In a beautiful place
Reuniting with parents and brothers

Tears will fall 
As she is leaving 
But we have to go on
Go on believing 

Believing we can be happy
No matter what happened
Believing its ok to be sad
When someones life ends

God will call them all home
Reuniting the final eleven 
That beautiful day 
That day in heaven 

That was a story I had written for my great aunts funeral. My grandma being out of 11 brothers and sisters. I will edit and add on as God calls them all home. 

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I will go threw each day 
With a smile on my face
My chin held high 
Never slowing my pace

My eyes will never leave 
This goal of mine
I will focus on that 
Only then will I be fine

This next one comes with a dark warning. It comes from a time in my life when writing was the best way to release the darkness. Sometimes it still is. The out come however is sometimes very cruel and dark like this one. 

Save Me 

As I watch the rain hit the window sill 
Memories come swirling in my head
 Salty water droplets seep into my mouth 
The dark empty house was quite 
But the screams inside my head were unbearable 
Being everything to everyone is not easy
There was a slow painful breaking inside 
There was nothing more I could do in this world
A cut just a little bit deeper, just a little but longer 
A little more pain for an enternity if peace 
The sharp metal pierced my skin
The dark, warm, sweet liguid seeps form the cut
The last of my life dropped to the floor 
The screaming in my head got quite 
I smiled, my life flashed before me 
The walls and the floor swirled and I fell 
I fell into the darkness forever more 
Why didn't you save me 



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