All My Poems

(This is where I shall keep all my poems. Most of them are on the darker side, so reader beware.)

I Know the Beach

Waves start to crash,
The calm turns to panic,
The sea begins to act rash.
Now all that has control is manic.

The sea begins to creep closer
Before the tides start to change.
Soon a wall of water
Brings out all the sea's rage.

It grows stronger and stronger
With each minute passed,
Now it's fearsome power
Brings terror in it's path.

The sea was inviting
You into it's grasp
Now the sea that was sparkling,
Has turned to black.

The Banshee Shriek

Lying
in the darkness,
unsuspecting,
in silence.

Then
a sound resonates
breaking the silence
of the night.

Again
the shriek sounds,
as if it were there
just to torture me.

Wails,
soul-shivering,
spine-chilling wails,
of the fisher cat.

Never
will I forget that sound
which will haunt me
until the end of time.

Killing Fields

The memories cling
like sheep to a herd
but the fleece is pulled over their eyes.

The ghosts of the past
choose not to go
bringing a sorrow that refuses to leave.

The battles of old
still cling to my mind.
Why do they not leave me?

The memories of war
still haunt my mind
even when their time is over.

The ghosts of the past
choose not to leave
this killing field that is the Earth.

Running Water

Running water
is always changing.
Never stopping,
never resting.

Running water
will envelop all,
destroying some
in its set path.

Running water
cannot be stopped,
only slowed
for a short time.

Running water
is always changing,
killing most,
in its set path.

Running water
cannot be stopped
only slowed
for a short time.

(This next poem is the one that caused me to bump the rating up from 13+ to 18+. I wrote this one in my World Civ class, and it has a few profane words. Please, do not read it if you are easily offended by swears and other stuff like them.)

The Light

Fuck you and all you stand for.
I wasn't asking for your permission.
I can't take this shit any longer
This isn't your choice to make.

I sure as hell don't care if the sun comes up
It could die for all I care.
If I freeze it will only
Keep my pain away.

The thoughts of this light I can't explain
Where it comes from I'll never find.
All I know is that it creeps into my head while I sleep
Trying to find a way to kill me.

The pain comes unexpectedly
Resurfacing yet again
I know that it is the light that
Has found a way to kill me.

The sun is laughing in my face
I hope the devil strikes it down
Then I shall be the one laughing
When I meet it in Hell.

I can hear wolves howling
A slow mournful sound
I can only guess that they are howling for me
Smelling death in the air.

Hell, here I come.
I hope you're ready Satan.
Because I am coming
And I know this light will follow.

Warm Embrace

No matter how hard I try to run,
No matter how hard I try to hide,
I find that I cannot escape.

There is no escape for me.
Even though I know what's best
I still find myself here.

For too long I have been here
And the lull keeps calling me back.
Why can I not escape?

This place of murder,
This place of violence,
Is one of haunting

But I am always pulled back
Into the quiet lull of mystery
And summer's warm embrace.