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Just a DreamRemember the last time,
You thought you were falling?
A dream was all it was,
But it felt as real as a slap to the face.
The wind distorting your cheeks,
Deadened arms turned to a bloody sponge.

Tiny dots becoming giant mountains,
A rounded Earth pushed flat.
Tears stripped away from your face,
Replaced by streams of water in a cloud.
Your body reaching out to the widening Earth,
Urged on by the one thing you could never control.

Soundless screams being shoved down your throat,
Hands gripping out for any sort of savior.
Your hands reach out one last time,
A much smaller pair reaching back in anticipation.
Joy is the new expre

~Teach me to die...~I try to move my arm and there is no feeling
and when I look, I see there's nothing there
Something warm is flowing down my fingers
pain is flowing all through my back
Life is flowing out my body,
pain is flowing out with my blood
The ground is red and moist where I lie.
God in Heaven,teach me how to die

Breathless intentBut today is a new day...
Can't we follow a different path
Than the one laid out for us?

I want to smile again
I want to be with you
And hold your hand again

Is this okay?
Can we just be us
And smile together forever

As I look forward toward the path
My eyes wander as much as my soul does
And I want to smile

I want to know what we could be someday
I want to feel the breath of love upon the world again
Just to see how far we could go into a better place

No matter where we are
I always believe we'll return
That certain pull and light tethering us together

Not much of a poem, this one, eh?
But I lack the heart to put any into it
The words

Don't Judge With InnocenceDon't judge me with your innocent words,
Never have I forced you to read my works!
So don't complain about their insane nature,
The pain, the lust, the unbound desire,
It's not my fault that I feel in such ways,
My emotions might sicken you now,
But it's just the way I see most days!
I have to get it out somehow,
Now that I'm at this dangerous point,
Or else my mind might implode,
Shaking, I feel my faith erode,
I never forced you to even be close,
You have all freedom to go,
Just leave me alone,
I ask you kindly,
Once, twice,
Leave.

Listen to the muttering of a dead heart~Lets just forget about each other
Lets walk separate paths down the road
If we go different ways we'll be better
And we won't have to act so icy cold

I'm starting to get used to
Being alone at night
I'm starting to get used to
Our difference in height

I don't really know your thoughts
I only know half of mine
But I like to pull away
And you don't seem to mind

Can I just keep my mouth shut though?
Can I keep going the way I am
With my head going through the clouds
And your feet firmly planted on land

I'm ready for an artificial life
And I'm ready for you to choose for yourself
I can't tell you to your face
But at least I am honest with mys

Justified RageA/N: I need feeback, so please take your time to leave a little comment if you read this. It's sad not to get any feedback at all, although I really put lot's of effort into it. Thanks already, and now enjoy the following writing (:
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Do you think,
We went overboard?
Just a little too much
Now covered in blood
We return home
In hope of safety

Burning in the flames of glory
Fire, fire, don't tell me to go for the light
Fire, fire, oh swallow my pride
Fire, fire, cleanse the world from our existence
Burn, burn, 'till they're convinced of your insistence

Some Things Never ChangeRemember when you used to hide?
Each time the sky broke apart,
When the walls would shake,
In fear of the thunder,
Bending underneath it's screams,

When your eyes hurt,
And your sight was blurred,
From staring into the rain,
Watching the lighting rule the sky,
Scared but safe, part of the storm,

Back then, when you'd sneak away,
Just to see the sun set,
And to watch it rise again,
So tiny, back then, you were wiser than today,
Today you hide from the very life itself,

You used to love waking up,
Facing challenges,
You were just as silent,
But you weren't shy,
It seems you've lost your shine,

Your backbone, your wisdom,
It's a shame to be

Letters To A Stranger - two - DistanceDear Stranger,

I find it thrilling just how I can watch you die,

From a good, safe distance,

I watch as you helplessly squirm from side to side,

Eyes glint with relish as the blood

trickles down your tender face,

You fall to your knees, praying to God,

But he's in his heaven, far from this place,

Your sweet believe,

Won't save you this time,

Don't you miss to freely breathe?

The devils, my grip, is too persistent,

Your thoughts mix with mine,

All tired and fading,

Now that you die, I will be fine.

~ The Nameless

©2012 ~DESTRUCTION-BUNNY

TaleSomething
Inside it.
The trees and the air.
Something
That haunts me.
My monsters are there.

  'It comes'
     'It's here'
'It hears'
'You fear'

Beasts
out of shadows.
Their hearts pumping ink.
Skins
coal-polluted.
With eyes that can't blink.

        'It's teeth'
  'It's hand'
               'My fear'
  command

Witches
and Demons.
Where all born to grow.
Bandits
and Liars.
And I never know.

   'the wolf'
-It's gone
            'a chill'
'to bone'

Deep
in the forest
Where light non arrive.
There
in the forest.
Where dreams are alive.

'No hood'
  'No red'
                  'no gun'
     'no shed'

Keep
looking always.
Your back not to

CreationLet it go, so your hands are empty,
And you have nothing to show,
With these free hands,
Grab the chance,
To live your life, in freedom and peace,
I am not lying,
When I say,
That hope hides in the shades,
If you give in,
And disappear into darkness,
It's your surest way into the light,
Tonight, tonight,
Just come with me,
And stay alive,
I know I contradict myself,
But I lied when I said,
That things don't get better,
But it doesn't matter,
Because it's not what I meant,
I never surrendered to the pain,
I just gave into oblivion,
Tears may fall, and skin may bleed,
Life just stays a wonderful thing,
And I am strong enough,
To fix myself and

Crimson YoungThe Clan stretching out thousands of years
Full of a variety of different creatures
From dragons to lycans to vamps to fey
You guess it, we have it, probably

Our blood is what ties us together
The story is we live forever
So what do you do with eternity?
You get bored and lonely

Living and loving and being with each other
Fighting and hating and leaving one another
If you read it, that's our history
Sad and full of misery

This Empress killed that Emperor
That son disappeared into the under world
That cousin fell away and died
That lovable Uncle was an enemy spy

But the one thing that makes me smile
That one thing that stays p

Crimson clanThe halls echo with deaths lament
Ashes falling from burnt remains
Blood of the clan is the only scent
The lonliness threatens to turn him insane

In the corners, dwell dark shades
Watching with eyes meant for hell
On his tongue are dead ones names
Who they are, he cannot tell

Where was the battle to bring the end
There was no sword drawn
Nor arrow on the wind
The dead sun creeps up at dawn

Casting cruel shadows upon his eyes
Showing his tears and bloody form
Revealing all of those who died
His heart burning like never before

Crimson tears drawing hot trails
Carving there shadows into his face
The dead rising and disappearing

Shades of BlankHe rests his head on an incline
In the dirty church foyer.
"Why can't I feel?" he asks no one in particular,
And receives no answer.

War ripped away all that he cared for,
Leaving him with barely a penny;
Then the bank repossessed his life,
And here he is, on the edge.

The nightly pastor hobbled out from a room,
Man, did he stink of perfume,
A lady saunters out behind him and he hands her a check;
She smiles and tips her head at the broken man.

He watches her leave; reminds him of the past,
The pastor walks over and leans down,
"Can I help you, son?" he says.
"I, ah, yeah." he replies. "Yeah."

Crooked linen lines the confessio

SilenceLoved you long ago
But now I don't know
Where I want to go...

I used to be in love
But now I am in blood
It's just you I'm thinking of...

(Pre-chorus)
With you, there was happiness
Now it's just emptiness
Fell for someone who's heartless...

(Chorus)
Can you hear the silence?
Can you see the violence?
Why does it hurt,
If this is just love?
Can you feel my heart beat?
Can you see me in defeat?
Can you hear my silence?

I don't know what to do
Thoughts revolve around you
Remember the "love you"'s

I remember I was in love
But now it is just blood
Do you know what is love?

(Pre-chorus)

(Chorus)

(Bridge)
Why am I always silent?
Why are yo

The DollhouseAn old wooden door, set into the brick,

Cracked dirty glass, the panes very thick.

The rusty brass knob turns slowly with a groan,

You realize it's turning completely on its own.

You can't stop now, your interest has peaked,

You walk inside, each step with a creak.

Shelves line the walls, dusty and old,

As the door swings shut, you shiver- it's cold.

Glass eyes all around, do they move? You can't tell.

Each doll stares down, each doll smiles still.

You glance all around, and as you look,

You don't see that one little shelf has one empty nook.

You soon turn to leave, there's nobody there,

You won't come again, not even on a dare.

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At your dirty past.
At me.
At us.
At whatever we used to be.

Go away, go away
You're not needed any more
Just run away, don't face your fears
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It's not like anybody cares at all

A story of dispairDark. The sky was almost perfectly black. Not even the moon was shining. The water of the sea was lapping against the wall of the harbour.
Only the laughter of happy young people coming from the bars. Idiots. If they knew, they wouldn't be laughing ever again.
The man was lurking in the shadows. Hungry, hungry for more blood....more satisfaction.
He spotted the couple, young people, drunk, happy.
Fools.
They kissed, their last kiss. He was sure of that.
Silently he pulled out the gun. Then drew closer to them, his black coat waving in the wind.
The first gun shot was tearing apart the silence of the night.
A scream, then th

Stained soul"Stain my soul with the ink in your hand"

Write down your name, so I never forget
Memories don't lie, but yur name does
Bertayed me, give back my heart

Where a black void shows
I miss something
Only the word keeps me alive
the word, I read, I speak, your name

just like a prayer, come back to me
Your traces all over my soul
Your smile, your eyes
A terrible curse

Moonlight (for Raven)„Eh, it's not like vampires actually exist....or ghosts or whatever" Allison, the tall, blonde sixteen year old stated.
„We should at least give it a try. Robin said he saw something..." that was Hannah, Allisons sister, 14 years old, strawberry blonde.
Together they were walking along the wall the surrounded the old graveyard of this old town.
I was sitting on a tree, watching them, bemused.
Robin was their little brother, cute boy, not older than five. He had sand colored, thick curls.
All of the Baily kids had intense green eyes.
For simple humans they were quite attractive.
They had reached the entrance to my current ho

Don't let goDon't let go, pretty please

I want to, just once, feel at ease

And with you I do, I feel free

Happy as a fool

Calm, but also full of energy

Alive, so alive

I begin to strive

And hope, finally, you gave me light

You guide me through my icy hell

And that fire in my soul, you re-ignite

Without you now, I'd be lost

My heart would'd cover in frost

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Broken Mistake

by ~DESTRUCTION-BUNNY, Dec 10, 2012, 11:42:50 AM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Concrete Poetry

Paint the sky a pretty blue,
Chase the clouds away,
So I can see through,
I can't take more shadows,
Shrouding my mood,
These intense words,
Menacing and rude,
I wish to remain unheard,

Just don't listen to a word I say,
We don't speak the same language,
I cannot sit still, nor walk away,
When angry temptation pulls me back,
I scream until my throat is numb,
Fight myself into a wreck,

Just let go, let go, let go,
Let go, let go, let go, let go,

Can't you just accept the fact,
That I am wrong and you are right?
And leave me just as wrecked,
Instead of forcing me to fight,
I just can't heal my wounds right now,
And I'm to tired to learn how,

I just want to sleep,
I just want to keep,
All this poison inside,
Hidden far away from the world,
So no one can blame me,
When I explode,
And all my pain rains down like blood,

Storms of hatred,
Yet inside,
I wouldn't want to see you,
Having to abide,
This burden I jokingly call life,
However now,
I must say good bye,

Let go of me...

Make me go away!

Broken Mistakeby ~DESTRUCTION-BUNNY

Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Concrete Poetry

I'm a broken mistake, yeah, in case it doesn't make sense, I am a mistake, and even me being awful is disfunctional.
I am just venting, and the current mood I'm in might be a completely different one tomorrow, so please don't take this too seriously.

So....just me being my stupid self, whining around because of my little owchies, after all, I am insignificant.

love 1 1

~~joy 0 0~~

~~wow 0 0~~

~~mad 0 0~~

~~sad 0 0~~

~~fear 0 0~~

~~neutral 0 0~~

~95Kamaury Dec 11, 2012

I just want to sleep,
I just want to keep,
All this poison inside,
Hidden far away from the world,
So no one can blame me,
When I explode,
And all my pain rains down like blood

Eindeutig mein Lieblingsteil! Ins Schwarze getroffen.
Du schaffst es einfach Dinge in Worte zu fassen, die andere nicht aussprechen/ausdrücken können. Das Gedicht hat auch so einen traurigen/melanscholischen Beiklang, so was Verzweifeltes...es hat einfach so etwas an sich, was ich nicht gar nicht so genau bennenen kann, aber etwas, was es sehr besonders macht...Ich mag es wirklich sehr^^

~DESTRUCTION-BUNNY Dec 11, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

(Könntest du dir eventuell meine Gallery mal anschauen? Ich hab ein bisschen aufgeräut und würde gerne wissen ob es so Sinn ergibt)

Und...danke vielmals, da ich verzweifelt und traurig bin ist es nicht überraschend das man das in Meinen Gedichten mitbekommt...
Ich bin echt froh, das es dir so gut gefällt!

~95Kamaury Dec 11, 2012

(Mach ich^^)

Gerne geschehen
...ja... immerhin frisst du nicht alles in dich hinein, sondern drückst es auch in deinen Gedichten aus... Aber ich hoffe, dass du mal an einen Punkt gelangst, ab dem es für dich wieder aufwärts geht

~DESTRUCTION-BUNNY Dec 11, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

(Brav!)

Genau, ach, es geht jeden Tag aufwärts, ich weiß ja, das es besser wird, und das ich mich im Grunge ja selber so runter ziehe weil ich alles an mich ran lasse, aber es geht mir....gut, ehrlich, es ist schwer zu verstehen, aber tief drin geht es mir wirklich gut, da weiß ich, was wahr ist, und was gut ist, meine ...äh, Seele ist so zu sagen unbeschädigt, nur mein verstand ein wenig im Arsch.
ergibt das sinn?

~95Kamaury Dec 11, 2012

(ich habs kapiert^^ Also anfangs war ich erstmal irritiert, weil ich die Ordner nicht geshen hab, aber man checkts nach höchstens 5 Sekunden ;D)

Ja, für mich ergibt das sehr wohl Sinn! Ich verstehe, was du meinst...an manchen Tagen könnte man buchstäblich explodieren...aber meistens kann man das nicht richtig...bis etwas das Fass dann zum überlaufen bringt, in der Hoffnung, dass es dansch besser ist... vor allem weil es so viele Dinge gibt, die einen runterziehen...Verstand eben! Das Problem ist doch, zu lernen, NICHT alles an sich heranzulassen...?

~DESTRUCTION-BUNNY Dec 11, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

(Achso...aber nicht zu irritierend, oder?)

I denke...so in etwa.
Ja, eber, und ich krieg es eben nicht hin die Dinge nicht an mich heranzulassen, weil ich eben so verdammt emotional und sensibel bin, deshalb denke ich ja auch das es meine Schuld ist das ich so down bin.

~95Kamaury Dec 11, 2012

(Nein,gar nicht^^)

Es ist sehr schwierig sich so eine, hm, "Schutzhaut" zuzulegen, um solche Dinge abzuwehren...schließlich heißt das nicht, dass man vollkommen ignorant sein soll, aber auch nicht,dass man zu extrem sensibel sein soll...es ist einfach sehr schwierig.
Aber es ist eben nicht deine Schuld,dafür kannst du ja gar nichts! Ich hoffe, dass es dir gelingen wird, das auch so zu sehen

~DESTRUCTION-BUNNY Dec 11, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

(okay, danke

)

die Sache ist halt die, ich war mal emotional echt abgeschirmt, bis ich hart daran gearbeitet habe so zu werden wie ich jetzt bin. Deshalb.....bin ich immer noch der Meineung das es meine Schuld ist, weil ich mich einfach nicht zufrieden geben kann.

~EwaGladka Dec 10, 2012 Hobbyist Writer

Quite good poem.

I hope that you're feeling a bit better now.

~DESTRUCTION-BUNNY Dec 10, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

Thank you

And I am feeling different, not really better...*sighs*

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