Facing the Elements (Poem)

Leave me like ashes in your fire pit
Tell me you care but you don’t give a shit
Wash me away in the ocean
Kill me because my hope is wearing thin
Leave me withered in the earth’s hard ground
Nobody will find me because I won’t make a sound
Let the wind take me up into the sky
And take me to a better place, before I die

Wait until I fold to open me up
Always go overboard to find our when you’ve had enough
Poison yourself just to see the light
And put out the candles before it gets too bright
Don’t ever listen to anyone not in your favor
One instance of kindness doesn’t make a savior
One instance of crime doesn’t make a criminal
There’s no purity when everything’s subliminal

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The River (Poem)

Majestic river of my past memories
I hope she’s still flowing beautifully
Her face is still ever present
Her soul is still so iridescent
She’s gone but part of her is still here
She gave me love and she took my fear
I released all the feelings that I once kept locked
But now she’s gone and I feel lost

All of my secrets were washed away
I hope they won’t be found at shore or at bay
I told the river all that I kept inside
Because I finally found a place to hide
I would’ve been willing to drown or get ripped apart
Just so I could get closer to her heart
I would’ve done anything for that river
And now she’s gone, but I forgive her

Vermillion (Poem)

I’ve been listening to Vermillion Pt. 2 by Slipknot lately, and one day I was just inspired to write a poem based off of it. Hope you guys enjoy it.

She sleeps in white but dreams in black
Stepping on grass and shards of shattered glass
He sky is faded and void of color
Her dreams are filled with her vanished lover

Her once pure dress is covered in dirt
The one that she has worn since birth
It flaps in the wind she doesn’t feel
She lives in a world that isn’t real

She sings the song that nobody else sings
Wraps the gifts that no one else needs
She keeps everything locked up inside herself
She’s the victim that nobody tries to help

It’s spring but she feels colder than winter
She is a deep and hidden splinter
Stuck inside of me that I can get out
She’s silent even when she wants to shout