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forever_unforgiven2
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since 2001-01-05
Posts 4


0 posted 2001-01-28 12:22 PM


Breaking Point

I fight reality
Welcome insanity
Nothing seems to go away
Nothing seems to ever stay
I'm bleeding just to kill the pain
This mirror lies
You shall reign
You couln't see into my eyes
I glued myself to this disguise
The water's pouring
Cascade my numb body
All I want is truth I don't want to know
But now its time to go
I grip the blade
With anger's fist
Can't handle this mortality
And all its sists
Can't go back or foward
Or stay right here
I'm falling inlove with death
The devil's anthem is all I hear
My soul-less mind and heart
Can't care for heaven's pleasures
I'm sorry
I can't be another one of his stolen treasures
I'm knowing that I won't
Know that I can't
Succeed the scornful misery
And chivelry
That I bring upon this world
And I hope to hell
That I should die
Because all I wanted
Was a single breath
From your vaguely sypathetic soul
That couldn't condole
What measures can extent
From hours spent
Alone in darkness
With no place to call home
And I'm falling so far
So deep
In blood
And soul's that lost their way
They flood
My carcased body
In this boat
That leads me to my destiny afloat
My hell is watching you raise another like me
And blame them for your misery
And you think enjoyment comes to me
As I die in these wastelands of ash and chronic
         insensitivity
Well you're wrong
You can't endure this pain
That we as a whole
From you must gain
To conquer hate
And the fact that I could never hate you as much as
         you hate me
Medusa,
Look into my eyes
I'll turn you to stone
Because I'm tired of being your damn stepping stone
But it doesn't matter
It never will
I could suffocate before you
Still remain still
So I will
Just to prove that point
And to end what you call the
Breaking point
I'll break myself
And to all of you
Who knew my every organ's hole
Who opened up your coat
And let me crawl inside you whole
Remember blue skies
Always
Turn grey
Don't let my mortal extinction make you pay
Life is never what it seems
In every good deed there is a sin
And means
To hold us back from what we need
I just couln't be that strong
To undo your wrong
I know what I'm doing
I know where I'm going
There are worse things that death
Better things than life
Never say what you don't mean
Never deny what you can see
Because I never made it to that place
That place so far from here
I'd close my eyes and try to dissapear
I don't have to cut
For me to bleed
It just stops the pain
The pain of having to be


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SpitFire
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since 2000-04-19
Posts 2396

1 posted 2001-01-28 01:11 PM


~Totally Intense! WoW! Feeling this one. Heavy. Powerful write. Take care. *Peace.
mystic requiem
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since 2001-01-26
Posts 144

2 posted 2001-01-28 02:08 PM


I've read so much of the usual knife
thingie and cutting oneself, seems passe.
But your approach, with so much depth to it, is fabulous.
Kept me reading.
Applause!
*thanx*

mYsTiC

Krawdad
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since 2001-01-03
Posts 2597

3 posted 2001-01-29 12:05 PM


Hang in there, keep writing and check out some of the other things in "Dark".
howpeculiar
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since 2000-12-12
Posts 56

4 posted 2001-01-29 04:50 AM


Now THIS is the skeleton of poetry: rich images slid in neatly between simplistic, biting phrases. So many times you see people trying to drive out their message with forced images, or linguistic warps, thinking they need words to prove themselves. You have brought out a voice instead of noise built on a perfectly piled (sterile) vocabulary.

~
To conquer hate
And the fact that I could never hate you as much as
  you hate me
~
…this is a perfect example: plain, minimal, and it succeeds.


Granted, to have something like this published, you would have to go through the linguistic warp… and that’s okay. A piece of poetry should never be finished, but continually reworked, made over like bread…
THANK YOU for adding voice to my night, for making me feel spoken to, though the narrator was self-addressing. This is a fine, fine piece. My congratulations.

Dark_kisses_Within
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since 2000-03-21
Posts 680
Kansas
5 posted 2001-01-30 11:48 AM


yes VERY intense here! The *Dark* can be what you make of it!  Dont give up and keep searching.  

Good write here,
Mags


No person is worth your tears, and the only one that is ...... will never make you cry


Ginners
Member
since 2000-07-22
Posts 339
Mullica Hill, New Jersey
6 posted 2001-01-30 01:01 PM


wow this seemed long, but it was also very good, i  enjoyed it
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