Poem 1I look into a cracked mirrorAnd see my disfigured faceIt appears normal distortedNo flaws have touched perfectionOn the other side of my reflectionMaybe one day that will be meSome say it always is, it always wasBut in reality I'm shattered insideThe imperfections shine through my darkened stateThose blinded carry a light toward my faceOthers just walk awayPeople try to fix that mirrorHoping to mend the brokenBut all I do, when I stareI look into a cracked mirror
Don'tDon't you know those daysWhen all seems lostand days seem coldThe future has no compassTo show you a way to liveLeading to failure, successBold steps takenDon't you know those daysWhen life seems unimportantWhen the world just rotatesTo another dayAnd it's just thata day to youDon't you know those daysWhere there is no hopeAnd light never glowsDarkness overcomes the worldWe feel nothingWe see nothingAnd life will always be life.
My ranting for the dayTerror scares meTakes my pain awayFrom this nightmare we call lifeExcitement of this voidBoils my skinTil it fizzlesOr overflows and explodesAn explosion of contemptOf the joy of being myselfFor never again will I ever forgetForget a feeling left insideThe only thing thereTo finish a lifeCornered and trappedOnce reemerged all is goneIt must stopForever
Am I?Am I suppose to love you?Am I suppose to care?Do you think that I wait for you,With an open heart,With an open soul,With open arms?You are so sadly mistaken.A fool among wise menTo try to think my life is yoursSomething you can command.My heart is only mine aloneNever to be borrowed, handled, or caredYou will never achieve meI will never be yoursFor the fact that love is a fleeting moment for youGives me a justifiable answer in the end.
Confusion..or RandomnessConfused....or RandomStaring out into the void of timeLooking at every minute of every dayMakes me see a future that is beyond my graspHaunting my world, torturing it's purest formI won't know where it leadsThis confusion that eats my soul awayTransparency of this rotting carcassIs nothing new or oldIt just isHead throbbing in self-induced painMasochistic....sadistic...Being there..a rockTo be sat on, thrown, rested at the bottom of the seaPossibly found but forever aloneLife is what life isMasks, a part of itA living resourceUnlimited in time....Unlimited in us?Will we ever figure it outThis beauty of nature, timeStaring out into the void of time
UntitledUntitledSometimes I just smileSometimes I pull awaySometimes I just wanna be freeSometimes I want to fade awayYou will never know the truthYou will never see my painYou will never figure it outYou will never save me in the endTimes like these I wonderTimes like these I cryTimes like these I falterTimes like these I wash down the drainIn the end I don't careIn the end it doesn't matterIn the end life is thereIn the end it's just the end.