The Man With No Eyes Collection (4): Lately
I thought I lost you before you even left me.
That’s the message that your cloudy gaze sent me,
And now it’s become a glistening bubble of a memory.
Is it possible you regret me?
Is it possible that I’m empty?
Why else would I awake to find no one here except me?
Won’t anyone accept me?
My true face, not the stunning mask of the beautiful, bereft me?
Haunted riches; is it worth being wealthy?
The creeping outside my doors; they’re gonna get me.
And once they finish chopping me up, they’re gonna set me,
Ablaze, and then they’ll just forget me.
A more grim tone and disorganized format were intentional for this one. Funny enough, the title was the hardest part here. Trying to sum up this poem in just a word was difficult, but I think I found a good fit.
I thought I lost you before you even left me.
That’s the message that your cloudy gaze sent me,
And now it’s become a glistening bubble of a memory.
Is it possible you regret me?
Is it possible that I’m empty?
Why else would I awake to find no one here except me?
Won’t anyone accept me?
My true face, not the stunning mask of the beautiful, bereft me?
Haunted riches; is it worth being wealthy?
The creeping outside my doors; they’re gonna get me.
And once they finish chopping me up, they’re gonna set me,
Ablaze, and then they’ll just forget me.
A more grim tone and disorganized format were intentional for this one. Funny enough, the title was the hardest part here. Trying to sum up this poem in just a word was difficult, but I think I found a good fit.
What i want to do is to create something that speaks to kids or teens just like the Disney movies and comicbooks did to me as a kid and thats why i´m trying to write a book and i´m going to try and get that published.
I really admire people who succed with writing a book,drawing comics or anything like that and i really hope that i can be one of them some day.
Normally, this style just isn't me, but I feel like I needed to release all of my wrath, turning it into sadness, eventually.
So, I'm not an emo poem writer, but I just wanted to publish this piece I literally just wrote.
I am broken
There's no one left to fix me.
All hope is lost
There's so much I will never be.
I am broken
My world has been shattered.
All hope is lost
I am nothing, destroyed and battered.
I am broken
The world around me falls apart.
All hope is lost
There is no chance for a new start.
I am broken
I have been left here on my own.
All hope is lost
There's no one else; I am here alone.
I am broken
The pain is too much for me to bare.
All hope is lost
In the end, the others just don't care.
I was broken
No tears remain in my fearful eyes.
All hope is gone
My world ended with nothing but lies.
So, I'm not an emo poem writer, but I just wanted to publish this piece I literally just wrote.
I am broken
There's no one left to fix me.
All hope is lost
There's so much I will never be.
I am broken
My world has been shattered.
All hope is lost
I am nothing, destroyed and battered.
I am broken
The world around me falls apart.
All hope is lost
There is no chance for a new start.
I am broken
I have been left here on my own.
All hope is lost
There's no one else; I am here alone.
I am broken
The pain is too much for me to bare.
All hope is lost
In the end, the others just don't care.
I was broken
No tears remain in my fearful eyes.
All hope is gone
My world ended with nothing but lies.
Shaun
I watched two little girls playing, watching one in particular. She reminded me painfully of Serena. The little girl pulled her friend to her feet and ran towards a woman that I recognized.
It was her. At first I was sure I was halluncinating.
Her dark hair was a little longer than I had seen it last. She was wearing a black pencil skirt and a deep blue blouse. She looked happy as the girl ran up to her.
She hugged the little girl. Their hair was the same colour.
I watched numbly as Serena looked at the child with unfathomable love as she told her something.
Serena looked up at me, pain and shock evident on her face.
I watched two little girls playing, watching one in particular. She reminded me painfully of Serena. The little girl pulled her friend to her feet and ran towards a woman that I recognized.
It was her. At first I was sure I was halluncinating.
Her dark hair was a little longer than I had seen it last. She was wearing a black pencil skirt and a deep blue blouse. She looked happy as the girl ran up to her.
She hugged the little girl. Their hair was the same colour.
I watched numbly as Serena looked at the child with unfathomable love as she told her something.
Serena looked up at me, pain and shock evident on her face.
You couldn't and wouldn't,
ask for anything more.
Now all you want,
is to be able to rest.
For your famliy to be happy.
You wish you could help them,
through the pain,
but you can't,
you can only watch,
from the sky.
You can only watch them cry.
Hearts are now broken.
But your love,
is forever out spoken.
For twith out you,
there'd be no hope,
for those to come.
You put the doctors one step closer,
to finding the cure.
You may be just another person to them,
but to me your so much more.
Your one in a million,
your unequie.
I have just one more thing to say.
Plaese rest now.
Rest now and sleep.
May heven bring you happiness and peace.
ask for anything more.
Now all you want,
is to be able to rest.
For your famliy to be happy.
You wish you could help them,
through the pain,
but you can't,
you can only watch,
from the sky.
You can only watch them cry.
Hearts are now broken.
But your love,
is forever out spoken.
For twith out you,
there'd be no hope,
for those to come.
You put the doctors one step closer,
to finding the cure.
You may be just another person to them,
but to me your so much more.
Your one in a million,
your unequie.
I have just one more thing to say.
Plaese rest now.
Rest now and sleep.
May heven bring you happiness and peace.