Some old poems

[iJoeyMonster]

Figured I'd share my old poetry. Please note, this is all very OLD unless specifically stated otherwise.

 

Stranger in the Stars - 8/1/12

 

I see your face, but I don't know who you are.

You seem so good to me, but you're just a stranger in the stars.

I dream of you at night, hoping you're there when I wake.

Disappointed the next morning, I'll be alone today.

Maybe in my dreams, you can hold me in your arms.

I wish for your smile and your eyes to be real.

I feel the dream fade as I scream your name.

I don't want to go, for fear you'll never come back.

Because I know, that one day,

My dreams will be desolate again.

It's cold tonight.

I wish for warmth

So I dream of your arms around me

Protecting me from that cold

But when I wake again, it's cold all over again.

I'm not happy in life because,

the stranger in my dreams

Isn't real to the world

I wish to cry and scream and fight,

but what good would that do?

It'd only destroy my flight

And make me crash down again

I've worked hard to get this high

Providing I'm in pain

This flight is getting harder each day

That your face isn't next to mine when I wake

Just set me on fire baby

Let me join you in the stars

I want to see that stranger

face to face

Maybe one day I'll have another chance

At finding you, my love

But today is like any other day

I'm alone, cold, and under the ground

I've thought of Death plenty of times

But then I wouldn't dream

Of the one in the stars smiling at me

And the love I see from thee

So for now I'll take what I can get

Even if it's not real

For now I'll dream of the stranger in the stars

Until the next I wake

 

 

Nightlight - 6/18/09

 

Nightlight in the sky

Shooting stars fly by

Golden halo of the dawn

Sleepy daughter with her yawn

Crescent moon glowing bright

Dreamless sleep in the night

A child wakened; no clue why

A restless mother's breathless sigh

Lazy breeze flowing through

Trees swaying to its tune

The sun comes up in the sky

The moon disappears with a silent goodbye

Until next time the day is spent

The moon and sun came and went

 

No More - 01/01/16

 

No more tears

I tell myself

No more pain

I resolve myself

No more trust

I promise myself

No more heartbreak

I admonish myself

No more love

I tell my heart

No more hope

I've given up on you

 

 

WARNING: Possible triggering content below. TW: suicide. 

 

Mind and Soul - 11/15/14

 

“Talk about it.” The Counselor said.

“What's the point?” Whispered the Mind.

“You need to let your feelings out.” The Counselor said.

“You've done that before. Do you remember what came of it? Do you remember?” Whispered the Mind.

“Please no.” Whimpered the Soul.

“Oh yes. You remember it all.” The Mind whispered malevolently.

“Please. I can't take more.” Cried the Soul.

“You can talk to me.” Said the Friend.

“No you can't!” Cackled the Mind. “You can't talk to anyone! They all stab you in the back! They'll hurt you if you show them weakness. Stab you in the back! Throw your feelings back at you! Use your weaknesses against you!”

The Soul whimpered and covered its head.

“Oh yes.” The Mind whispered, calmed. “They always do..” The Mind whispered.

“... Just like before..” The Soul finished quietly.

“Never trust.” Said the Mind.

“Never feel.” Said the Soul.

“Never let it out.” Said the Mind.

“Never cry.” Said the Soul.

“Never care.” Said the Mind.

“Never.” Said the Soul.

“They don't care about you.” The Mind cackled.

“I know.” Said the Soul, beginning to turn grey.

“You're insignificant to them.” The Mind whispered harshly.

“I know.” Said the Soul, eyes drying up.

“They wouldn't notice if you didn't come around.” Said the Mind.

“They wouldn't.” The Soul whispered, a new fire inside.

“They ignore your cries.” The Mind whispered.

“Always.” The Soul whispered, hand trembling.

“Do it. They wouldn't miss you.” The Mind whispered, excited.

“I wouldn't miss me either.” The Soul whimpered, vulnerable.

“You're not worth a single tear.” The Mind whispered.

“Insignificant. Worm. Disgusting. Piece of shit. Unworthy.” The Soul said in a dead voice.

“Yesss.” The Mind hissed.

“It hurts.” The Soul moaned.

“I know.” The Mind cooed, turning comforting. “But it will be over soon. You'll never have to hurt again.”

“Do you promise?” The Soul looked at the Mind with tearful eyes.

“I promise.” The Mind murmured.

“It's cold.” Whispered the Soul.

“I know. You'll be warm soon.” The Mind said.

“Okay.” Said the Soul, accepting.

“It will be over soon.” The Mind repeated.

The Corpse didn't reply.

 

[CallMeDaddyLG]

In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of ANNABEL LEE;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes! - that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.