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Albino Orange
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POEM : To the end
To the end


I wish that I could be with her for a minute longer,
just the touch of her lips would make me stronger,
to act as though it was all going to work out fine,
even if I could only speak one line,
I'd convince her on my deathbed to still be mine.

The way her hair looked, fraiming her beautiful face,
made my blood beat, made my heart race,
so caring, and lovely, she ignored the blood,
her loving words all coming out in a flood.

She knew soon it'd be over, but she stayed by my side,
she knew I'd be gone, but she still said yes to be my bride,
her smile in this fake world, seemed so real when I sliped on the ring,
I wanted to live all the more, knowing the joy our love would bring.

But no, there it was, the shadow of death,
looking in from the door, I cought my breath,
here it comes, I'd be over, but I so wanted to stay,
in this madness all I could do was pray.

Please, anyone, any god, any soul,
please let me live to hear my wedding bells tole,
let me live to see my childs beaming face,
don't let me die without leaving a trace,

Let me stay, till she leaves, so we can be together till the end,
please gods, angles, demons, let my wounds quickly mend,
for true loves sake let me stay by her side,
I sobbed and I wailed, and I saw she too cried.

But my pain persisted,
In it I writhed and twisted,
Her face twisted with horror as she looked upon her love,
From the bed I was freed with only a shove,

Out the window my body flew,
the pain ended only to be replaced by new,
then everything ended-it turned all to black,
I died as I wondered if I could ever go back.





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POEM : Love is Red
Love is Red

No one had guessed what was on her mind,
blinded by the smile she hid behind,
if they had looked deeper they wouldn't have seen,
what she had planned for when she turned sixteen.

A present she received she would always remember,
a gift from that boy she had met in November,
just a simple card with his own little caption,
it was only some paper no amazing contraption.

It was the innocence that got into her head,
no one would know of that horrible dread,
the rushing blood and terrible feeling,
the powerful emotions that sent her head reeling.

It was then she made up her morbid young mind,
her thoughts were like many you'd be shocked to find,
she loved to do research and she began to try,
different experiments to make her blood run dry.

It lead to her understanding of why she was living,
she started to see that her Gods were unforgiving,
something in her mind must have snapped into place,
even though she never let it show on her face.

She weiled the knife quick and steady,
she wrote a goodbye note she knew she was ready,
the blood that came out clouded her vision,
she was proud of that fateful decision.

Now she lay on the ground wet with sweet red,
she clasped the note in her hand even though she was dead,
beside her lay that quaint little card,
that had made her heart pound so hard.

The little message within now stained with blood,
that gushed from her vains in a crimson flood,
it outlined three words in what he had written,
that had said so sure whith her he was smitten.

Never again did her family second guess,
they knew she had always settled for less,
love had disgrased her and turned her world red,
love was the reason she had wound up dead.

No one had guessed what was on her mind,
blinded by the smile she hid behind,
if they had looked deeper they wouldn't have seen,
what she had planned for when she turned sixteen.




Albino Orange
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Albino Orange
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POEM : Loves toll.
Love's toll.

I had once belived that I loved you,
I had been shocked to find that I did,
knowing it ripped my heart in two,
I did what my religion forbid.

You Thought My Love was Cute,
And struggled to Just be My Friend,
so When I Loaded the gun to Shoot,
You Realized My Love wasn't Pretend.

I should have known not to tell,
You never used to care that way,
I knew it the molment I fell,
that you would leave me where I lay.

It's not that you ever did need me,
for this your depressed, your ahamed,
Grief made you blind so you couldn't see,
I'm the only one who can be blamed.

You will start to get over my passing,
as everyone goes back to their life,
they think you'll be fine so they stop watching,
will you now put down your knife?

Before you knew I had died,
I repeated the three words you had forgiven,
before anyone had cried,
To you my last message was givin.

Now you shed your last tear,
and let loose your last screams,
taking away all the pent up fear,
the truth is never how it seems.

I had once belived that I loved you,
I had been shocked and never told a soul,
knowing it ripped my heart in two,
with my life I paid love's toll.





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URGH.
It pisses me off when I see people on Gaia under 13. Even 13 is pushing my limits.

It pisses me off when people don't bother spelling words out.

It pisses me off when people use too many emoticons.

It pisses me off when people call me 'emo' or 'scene' or any such labels.

It pisses me off when I see people in the GD that should be in the CB.

It pisses me off when people ask me if they can have something of mine.

It pisses me off when people beg for gold or donations.

A lot of things really piss me off.




Albino Orange
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