Poetry Corner

i gaze at the clouds and wonder why, all the shapes dancing by, a kaleidoscope passing by of memories long past lost inside. drifting in and out of insanity, loosing touch with reality. battles take place in the sky, tears of the heaven locked inside fighting to be seen. one drop and i am free, returning to reality, waking into a greater dream, the endless conscious stream floating by me, for i am free to wander reality in a mind of insanity.

their is a monster in the mirror pointing a gun to my head, the feelings of hatred and dread, visions of bloodlust, rage , and lead, i grab the gun and the monster is nowhere to be seen, but i see the reflection of what could i be, a mirror that never misleads, of all the future dirty deeds, regret is finding me, the monster is staring back at me, red eyes, that all but see, that wicked smile on his face, mocking my fall from grace. vision clouding my eyes, its just a haze, what can i do? who do i see? where lies the wisdom that i seek? am i here? how do i breathe? am i a monster?..... or is the monster me?

The only truly free thing, Is what you can learn from the trees, Is natures beauty.

Haikus are easy But sometimes they don't make sense Refrigerator ◕‿◕

Not a poem, but more of a profound saying from a friend I value dearly. Being vulnerable opens a soul to the world. Let it hurt.

Sweeping fragrance through the air Watching the clouds without a care Soaking in the day's warmth Hearing the birds as they call forth The season of birth and life Leaving behind the cold and strife Enjoying the springtime light Before the onset of night

I lived for you Yet you let me down I fell into you And you let me drown I look up to you You let me go I was in love with you But you didn't know I felt for you You showed me pain You made me try But it was all in vain I’d bled for you And it left a stain Call me mental And I’ll go insane Yet through my pain There's still a fight I'm broken and torn But surviving the night Your standing there And awaiting me Your pitting love Won't set me free And if you rest in me I'll let you fall If you tell me secrets I'll tell all If you show me something I won't be there Tell me you love me Now I don’t care

I used fall in love with a cat. With the years the cat became fat. One day, the cat caught a rat. The rat, was wearing a hat. It turns out, it was a rat, I have already met. But I got eaten by zombie monkeys and now I am a zombie too. I will eat your brain or something...

There was a farmer who owned a cow ranch. On the ranch, there grew a tree. On the tree, there grew an orange, Even though it was as small as a pea. As time passed, the orange grew big. It was time, the tree let it free. The orange fell on the ground, where it was eaten by a pig. And the morel of the story is, Justin Bieber smells like piss, and drinks his own pee.

One I made back when I was in high school and hated life lol Starving... She must get her fill Sadistic excitement, savage- like thrill Craving... Hands torn apart Filled with darkness, shallow heart Empty... Strange things feed her soul Scarred skin, make her whole Hunger... Hungry for tears, hungry for shame, hungry for blood, hungry for pain Take her last breath.............. she's hungry for death