Voting Ends 11 May 2008
Rules:
(1.) You may not vote for your own.
(2.) Vote for your top two favorite poems, or if you only have one, vote for your favorite.
(1.)
Ending Rights
Malice,
To end all time,
To end all sight...
I see my swelling eyes,
For Hate, I cry...
Blood sin,
Tonight I crime,
Tonight I fight...
I fight for this chance,
Real Hope, is lie...
Savage,
Took out my dreams,
Took out my wrath...
I sliced across my wrist,
I Trust, the knife...
Dark Faith,
Think of the joy,
Think of salvation...
I lost my will to live,
I say Good Night...
There’s no light...
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(2.)
Finality
I listen to the waves
To the drowning winds
To the thunder in the distance
To the Thump, Thump, Thump in my chest
I see the things that no else wants to
I listen to the blood chiling screams of the dead
And for some reason
Though it escapes me
I feel attached to it
The after life
The eternal bond
With the Abyss Beyond.
I kneel before a mirror
I look in at
I see the dead
I see my life
I pull out my knife
And Gourge out my eyes.
I try to sleep that night
But I still see the dead
They are beneath my bed
I hear the screams
so I try to drown out my dreams.
I cut off my ears
But now I smell the dead flesh
I can not stand it anymore
I cut off my nose.
They come at me in the night
I feel their might
As the dead grip me with hands
It burns me to the the touch
I die.
I awake.
Still alive.
Still I can see
Smell
Hear
Feel.
I let out a cry
I climb to the window seal
I jump
I fall
I smile in the final rejoice
I will be no more
No more pain for I
I laugh
I die
A suicide.
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(3.)
Failure to Comply
Melodic gusts ignite the days’ luster,
Molding nuances for silly diatribes,
A race to perfection begins with the chime,
Dreams dissipate through the stomata of a nightmare,
Reality transforms to illusion, lost in the shadows.
Echoes scream through petrified stone, turning forward the pages
Of a stained book so ripped and sifted through,
With the verve of an elder’s blithe movements,
He’s singing a hymn that lost its rhyme
All the while, wisdom becomes shunned for hypocrisy infinitum.
Words written to form a love-sick song, failing as poetry
He dove deep, but falling short of emotional clarity,
Soon deprived of all reason and will to progress
A sense of lingering regret shadows each lyric,
An overused song turns to incompetence of heart.
When electricity short-circuits and all is cast in darkness,
Reason lives on through night when fear disappears,
Love stays eternal, with wisdom, its chauffeur,
Suffering becomes twisted tripe, not even comparable
To the divine tragedy of the ages, performed by the Master.
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(4.)
I'm So Sorry
Baby it's cold outside
Come on inside, I’ll keep you warm
Stay away from that cold night storm
I let you come inside
And lay on my bed
Later that night I heard you cryin'
I couldn’t move like Satan was calling
I whispered to see if you were all right
All I heard was that weepin' and cryin'
Baby I heard you cryin'
I came downstairs to see if you were sleepin'
I looked past the door to see you layin'
I saw that knife, down in your chest
I felt my heart sink, like a ship
Baby I’m so sorry
I came to help ya but I couldn’t do nothin'
Now I’m cryin' on that bloody bed
Weepin' and moanin' knowing your dead
I see ya up, there in heaven
Don’t ya worry, I’ll be comin'
Just like a heartbeat
I know your waitin'
Soon I’ll be up, there in heaven
Don’t ya worry
I'll stop that cryin'
Baby, Im so sorry.