Here is were I will write random poems that arrive into my head.. I can assure you that If i know myself as well as I think I do, none of them will be very happy.

The Flower

The flower begins to bloom,
Shining bright against its imminent doom.
Rain pours down onto its crown,
he sits and prays not to drown.

Then the sun starts to rise,
The flower blooms once again.
His hopes renewed with the chirping birds,
and the gentle sublime sound of the wind.

Now a few months have passed,
The flower begins to turn brown.
Soon his leaves they will wilt,
And he will be alone once again.

All alone by himself,
Seeking out eternal rest.
The soul of a shoe greets his head,
Well you can assume the rest…

Soon time will go by,
Who will remember what he was named?
He lived a life all alone,
But was he the one to be blamed?

Havoc

Havoc fallows me wherever I go,
It's come to be the only thing I know.
I feel its presence both day or night,
It stays by me when I am sad or in fright.

Its my deepest love,
my most loyal friend.
Forever with me,
until the end.

I hope it stays,
until my demise,
So then I can stare,
In its cold black eyes..

Frankenstein

Built together with dirt and stone,
this heart of mine was built alone.
It pumps black blood into my vanes,
and spreads the chaos that pours like the rains.

On one side is Death,
Knowledge is key.
My future is clear,
death will become of me.

To the other is Hate,
Which poisons my mind.
Yet brings me to the top,
leaving others behind.

Then there is Sorrow,
Regrets and all the lost hopes.
But foolish was me,
to cling to such thin ropes.

Finally there is Insanity,
I cherish it very much.
Its cruel in every way,
and icy to the touch.

Together these four forge,
This person that is me.
This thing I can't escape,
This thing I'll always be...

Why God?

Can't you see how hard I've tried?
To hear your voice and realize
That you aren't simply just made up lies?

Can't you hear the days I've cried?
Asking for help but recieving none
Though my face was so close to a loaded gun?

Can't you feel the pain I've had inside?
Reading from your holy book
Screaming for answers do you even look?

Can't you see how I've died?
My soul is dead, my trust is gone
How do you expect me to just move on?

Do you know what I've known?
You've left me here to sit and rott
Our time is through God thanks a lot..