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 Posted: Sat Feb 11, 2006 7:37 pm
Lament of the Disgusting
When was the start?
Why did I donate all of my parts?
All my screeches and moans labeled as art
You're still chewing on my heart
I bet I taste rather tart (5)
From illusion to isolation I now depart
Soak it in an arsenic candy trance
Caged within this one-sided romance
My road paved in blood and glass
Intertwined with me is my obtuse adoration (10)
Look at you and I lose all my mass
You leave me in complete desolation
All I wish is for you to hear me
Why is it that you fear me?
Now I leave myself mentally naked (15)
You're holding my infected aorta in your bare fist
Representing everything sacred
I'd rip my world to shreds just for one kiss
Lovely needles sewn through my lonely carcass
As you watch me die inside, you hide to make my life digress (20)
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Posted: Sun Feb 12, 2006 3:41 pm
white wallsim trapped ,the erotic rythm,
screaming in my head.
beating,bloodied,heart,
clawing at these walls.
cold are the words on
my tounge,cold as,
ice, is this bloodied heart.
alone and cold yet to warm,to be alone.
darkness consumes.but its to bright,
these bloody tears i cry.crying with rythm,
that sounds from my heart that has ripped,broken and thrown
on to this cold ,dark,floor.yet i still hear the faint beating
of my bloodied, battered heart.while all in all my cry leads to a lie.
a lie to humanity as my white walls.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 11:01 am
Pieces
What,
Does heal the broken dream?
When,
Do echos fade away?
Where,
Are the heros found?
How,
Does this broken heart still beat?
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 5:21 pm
Heart's Decompression Center
Traumas strike effortlessly with precision so real they're hyperreal
bad, hard, hot, horrible with no resolutions.
Their effects tumble down my windpipe,
kaleidoscopic chunks of dramatic memories too bulky to swallow,
manic emotions too awful to face.
Vertigo, I'm falling, what will become of me?
Gentle moments tenderly brush in and dreamily intoxicate
Good, soft, cold, sweet, are they illusions?
Their effects soothe my brain,
Simplistic notions heal and then evolve my memories into shards of sweet nothings,
effortless emotions too pure to face.
Dizzy, I'm flying, what will become of me?
Life, created through a vacuum of percieved experiences
some happy, some sad, some nice, some bad,
but all are needed to fulfill me.
Life is a well-crafted illusion to be danced like a waltz,
some ups, some downs, and up again.
But I am real, too real, and this is my destiny.
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Posted: Tue Feb 14, 2006 5:28 pm
~The Dead Half~
My soul is split, half of it taken,
Perhaps my blasphemy left me this forsaken,
Put in this manner, filled with dread
Half of me rots because I'm half dead
Putrefying reek drives me insane,
I'm living and deceased,rot seeps into my brain
Horrid reality, oh so grim
Current condition caused by God,
The living side now must be calmed,
I seek a mortician to have the dead half embalmed
I try and walk, the dead half drags
Living eye watched as decaying flesh sags,
Marked by God, tormented living hell,
Begging to die, I can't endure my own smell
Malicious revilement against God,
Now by Christ, I'm abhorred,
Doomed execration afflicted curse,
Non-believers fate - forgive me my lord
An undertaker is my last hope,
Intense mortification, I no longer cope
Pathologists can't explain why one half is dead,
Their end solution kill the living half
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Posted: Wed Feb 15, 2006 2:21 am
((i'm a little confused with all the time zones, so i'll just post and see what happens...))
<3 He Has My Heart
my heart beats softly
i walk across the room
his shape outlined
by the light of the moon
he turns to me
says that he has to go
he promises to come back
but when he doesn't know
he walked out past me
and straight out through the door
i knew it was the last time
he would come again no more
and then in doing so
he had ripped out my heart
for he lived in it
and we could not live apart
he flung my heart across the world
my blood, my flesh, my bone
he took a heart and left a corpse
i haunt him, no longer alone
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 12:12 pm
And the winners are...............*insert drum roll*
1st Place: raze_allender with "Transition"
2nd Place: kininae with "White Walls"
Honorable Mention goes to Muted Faith9 for his submission "Letters"
A big thank you to everyone who participated. ^_^
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 12:16 pm
Trades have been sent by me, the guild mule. Congratulations to the winners, and thank you everyone who participated.
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Posted: Thu Feb 16, 2006 10:45 pm
~blinks~ I...won....woah.
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2006 5:54 am
*claps* A wonderful show of talent
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Posted: Fri Feb 17, 2006 6:38 am
congratulations to the winners i will continue to further my skiils to try and win next contest (if there is one)
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Posted: Sun Feb 19, 2006 2:35 pm
Is there by any chance another contest coming up?
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Posted: Mon Feb 20, 2006 3:38 pm
Congrats to winners! xd You guys are such good poets! Keep it up! I heart you all in your awesome poet-ness!
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Posted: Sat Feb 25, 2006 2:06 pm
darn I missed it will there be another one any time soon?
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Posted: Sat Mar 04, 2006 4:21 pm
i dont really know if i cant still enter, but i still want someone that does not know me to read this, so they can tell me if they like it or not, so e-mail me with your comments if you want.
PAIN
why is the pain
a remidy or the depression?
why does the bloodstain
on the floor comfort me?
i never meant to hurt you
like i did i didnt want to
i never wanted a new
boyfriend but i guess i got what i aksed for
i may like another guy
but i love you
i wanted to tie
the knot with you not him
why is the pain
a remidy or the depression?
why does the bloodstain
on the floor comfort me?
you made me a cutter
by leaving me
now my mother
is scared of me
from all the carving
my arms are now full of scars
i am starving
for your love
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