Trying Not To Be Cliche, So I Can't Really Think of a Name

Trying Not To Be Cliche, So I Can't Really Think of a Name

by toogothforcarebears on 10-15-2008 8:09 pm

I've got a billion poems to post, but I'll just throw up some of my best and see what happens.

These Dark Streets

when your eyes search the room
do they find me?l
ost in the gloom
you're all I see
doom and destruction
rule this city
but I'll survive this revolution
if you come with me

gothic days
demons in the night
I won't die here
I'll live and I'll fight

you're running for your life
and I can't catch you
you're tearing yourself apart inside
and I can't save you
it's dark in the city
you can't run away
the light's not so pretty
as you watch the demons play

so you escape with me
from this city called Eden
the golden ones pray
as they stay here bleeding
we cannot save them
or we won't survive
we can't go back
dead or alive

gothic days
bloodshot nights
the fighting must stop
whe'er I live or I die

--

Within

the rain smells like fire
a burning depression
commit to my soul
a sacred obsession
the cult's not enough
satanic - too weak
not powerful enough
for this kind of relief
bordering on insanity
jumping lines
breaking down walls
destroy that which defines
my being, my soul
my lack of true faith
in the world, in the men
that dictate the divine
opression's too heavy
supporesion - not worth it
I try to diffuse
the pressures that surface
I cannot succeed
but I'll try again
to take on the anger
and pain that's within

--

I close my eyes
the lines blur
and then they disapear
the colors dislove
there are no walls
in my chamber of fear
the dark closes in
it pulls me in
and yearns for my ashes
I know I must try
but I cannot win
the battle being fought within

--

A Room

it's getting hot in here
if you know what I mean
blood on the walls
it's a murder scene
catching sight of past horrors
in the darkness and din
the last hollow note
of a monster's sweet hymn
you can hear all the sin
it resounds through the walls
life come and gone
as the dark city calls
the life of the night
is lost in the room
death is all you find here
even that'll be gone soon

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by ZRC on 10-15-2008 8:12 pm

How is this cliche? This is good. This isn't cliche.

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RE: Trying Not To Be Cliche, So I Can't Really Think of a Na

by toogothforcarebears on 10-15-2008 8:24 pm

ZRC wrote: How is this cliche? This is good. This isn't cliche.


Smile) thanks! Well, I just meant that I couldn't think of a title that wouldn't be cliche.

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