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Eons (A poem written by myself)

Eons (A poem written by myself) | It's been a while as grains of Sand flow in the hourglass.
I've been waiting for eons for
This moment.
Eons apon eons.
Break my heart of glass and ice
That is pure as gold.
Put out the cyan fire that burns Within my soul.
Now I'm left broken and on my Own, there's nothing much to Do in a life where every single Thing is not as simple as it Seems, eons apon eons.
I've waited.
I'm still waiting for someone.
For someone to love me, for Someone to care.
Grains of sand will eventually Stop flowing, I won't be around.
Around to be there when you Wanted me to be there. Take my life, if you must...
It won't solve any of your Problems, if you would just Know what the truth would Hold, I wouldn't be here.
Here to stay, here to go.
But never to leave.
The sands of time will stop
Flowing one day.
What can I say?
There is no one that will be There for you and I.
Even when the world would die.
Now I bleed, now I cry.
Wondering why.
Why I waited eons for you.
It's all to good to be true.
If only...
I knew.
I knew, when it's time to stop.
Take my life, it won't change
Our reality, nothing will.
Nothing shall. | image tagged in poetry | made w/ Imgflip meme maker

by anonymous

233 views, 5 upvotes, 6 comments

March, Friday the 13th, 2020

March, Friday the 13th, 2020 | Change my mind.
Choose a path.
Down, down into the forest.
Lose a life, take a chance.
Tonight is the night things turn Around in my reality.
Left or right.
I'll take flight.
Because tonight, it's the 13th.
Finally when the moon is full.
I'm not human, just a ghoul.
Eyes ready.
Ready to kill.

Tonight is day where I'll make it Right for tonight.
Tonight is Friday the 13th.
Where the moon is full.
One false move, and you're Already dead.
Red roses turned black.
Ahaha!
It's time, don't you not think?
Time to play, our favorite game.
For tonight my friend,
Is Friday the 13th.
The moon is full.
Knife in hand, ready to play?
Come on.
We got no time to waste.
For tonight is the 13th.
And tonight the moon is full. | image tagged in friday the 13th,full moon,poetry | made w/ Imgflip meme maker

by anonymous

472 views, 2 upvotes

For A Friend. ((Yes. I did write this.))

For A Friend. ((Yes. I did write this.)) | I'm on my own, once more.
Trapped inside the body of a human.
Voices whispering inside of my mind.
She's been out there for me,
I know she has.
Two outcasts of society, shaking hands.
Sharing a laugh.
Now, their gone.
Gone forever or gone for a while.
I'll wait time and time and time again.
Patience wearing thin and fading.
Are you dead or are you alive?
Of what do I have left of a best friend?
Memories?
Jokes?
Shared smiles and smirks?
Through icy winds, I've walked.
Head hanging low, walking slow.
Earphones in ears, hiding tears.
Through all these years.
A change happens that I could never accept.

Why must my luck be nothing but mediocre?
Why me out of all the people in this hell-bent reality?
Just my luck, that's all I seem to say.
I'll wait and wait for you to return.
From time and time and time again.
I'll be waiting.
From time and time and time again.

Amidst the crowd of people,
Walking through the blur of color.
Dress aw in black and leather.
A rain cloud above my head.
Tears gently running down, while I stand in the shadows.
I wait with hope and patience.
Internally writhing in pain.
Waiting.
I'm not sane anymore.
Is it time to let it all go?
And walk, the walk of sorrow.
For tomorrow is just another day.
Another day in this meaningless reality.

For every tear I have shed.
For every friend, I have lost.
I hoped and hoped, I'd see
The light amidst the darkness.
Yet the light never came.
Now I'm on my own, in the shadows and the twisted thoughts inside my mind.

Long have I hoped for a friend.
A friend to stay by me.
Till the very end.
All I see now is colors turned to monochrome.
Long have I waited for the Pied Wagtail to fly by.
I'll be waiting.
Waiting to finally rest in peace. | image tagged in poetry | made w/ Imgflip meme maker

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by anonymous

263 views, 7 upvotes, 53 comments

Hell-bent and heaven-torn reality

Hell-bent and heaven-torn reality | Through hell-bent and heaven-torn
Reality that I call my own.
Through ragging fire and freezing waters of ice.
The storm that rages of air and thunder.
One world, two worlds, every world similar yet not
Truly the same in this monochrome blur.
My reality and yours.
From eyes that never sleep in the slumber of peace,
I see a world of chaos and order, a society without
A reason to exist.
Tis be no society for one knows what the commoner
Does not understand of reality bent by chaos
And torn by heaven.
A monochrome blur of this reality of mine.
For you, child, there is time and space ahead
Yet behind of you.
I know what the White Eagle promised my people.
Can you keep me in mind when the darkest hour
Arises through our reality of flames and of ice.
Of chaos and order combined.
This is reality.
Hell-bend and heaven-torn, in ragging fire and
Ice cold waters of earth and of air.
Smoke turned plasma and thundering lightning.
This my child, this our reality.
It's all a monochrome blur. | image tagged in poetry,reality | made w/ Imgflip meme maker

by anonymous

512 views, 3 upvotes, 2 comments

The Short Poem of My Reality

The Short Poem of My Reality | What have I got to lose in reality's monochrome blur? Whom will stand by me? And whom will watch me meet my demise. Reality isn't what it seems to be. Nevermore I shall suffer in silence and through shadows. The storm calls me. Calls me to start breaking free from chains of the broken kuudere heart. This isn't what it all seems to be. As it is not my reality. Not my wagtails. Not my problem. Yet life will continue if I'm not there to be. To be in shadows and in the pressing chilling rain of mental pain that drives me insane. | image tagged in polish flag,poetry | made w/ Imgflip meme maker

by anonymous

302 views, 3 upvotes, 10 comments

A poem dedicated to cyber. (2006-2019)

by Lord-Froxzie

270 views, 2 upvotes

The Untitled Poem of Broken Reality

by anonymous

353 views, 2 upvotes

An unnamed poem dedicated to Borderline_Psychotic written by myself...

by anonymous

512 views, 4 upvotes, 19 comments

St. Teresa of Avila

by Thecatholicconvert

505 views, 3 upvotes

The Recommendation

by Thecatholicconvert

260 views, 2 upvotes

As winds that blows against a star

by Thecatholicconvert

277 views, 3 upvotes

Suicide in the trenches

by Thecatholicconvert

305 views, 3 upvotes

A Pied Wagtail (Original Poem on Quotev)

by anonymous

619 views, 9 upvotes, 22 comments

Game Over (Note: This poem is DDLC inspired and shouldn't be taken too seriously.)

by anonymous

1,277 views, 7 upvotes, 24 comments