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Walking alone.
I lift my head and see my friends,
far ahead.
I shout to them.
...

Standing in the rain,
blood streams down my face.
Ice water drips off my hair…
my bare arms are blue with cold.
...

Black despair dripping downwards,
eyes burning with unshed tears.
Sliver glints in the feeble light.
There’s no way out…
...

A round ball of fire sinks lower in the sky,
painting the atmosphere with streaks of crimson and gold.
The colours fade and onlookers turn away from the image in the sky,
shivering as a cold wind penetrates their thin jackets.
...

her feet pound the stairs
she climbs higher and higher
loud shouts echo off the cement walls behind her
the girls breath is coming in ragged gasps
...

Hundreds of cars
rushing faster then life was meant to be.
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Alone And Lonely

Walking alone.
I lift my head and see my friends,
far ahead.
I shout to them.
They walk faster.
My feet stop.
I stand still.
A horrible ache clogs my throat.
I lower my head,
and continue to walk.

At my locker.
I lift my head.
My eyes meet hers,
for a brief moment.
She looks away quickly.
My stomach lurches.
I see her talking with her friends.
She laughs,
I double over.
as if I’d been punched.
I might as well have been.

I’m surrounded by them now.
Their voices echo around me,
it is at if I am not there.
I talk to her,
she walks away.
I stare at him.
He turns,
he looks right through me.

Voices scream at me,
I miss the catch,
I trip and fall,
I’m the last one
at the wall.
Always.
No one wants me.

I set my books down.
A girl shoves them off.
I try a different chair.
Chorus’s of “Taken.” ring out.
The bell rings.
I pick up my books,
I stumble as
someone knocks against me.
My friends
are moving farther.
And farther.
Away.
I look up again.
The room is empty.

Taunts surround me.
Voices jeer at me from all sides.
They push me out of the way.
I try to smile.
They laugh harshly.
A hand shoves me,
I fall hard against a tree.
They laugh harder.

They say they’re joking.
They say they care.
They never see,
that they’re killing me.
I am on the verge of tears.
But crying
would make it worse.
So
much
worse.

I talk normally.
I am an unvarying mask of happiness.
No one knows.
I reveal nothing to anyone,
but when I do.
My back is instantly stabbed.
Hard.
No one knows.

I smile and laugh.
I run to catch up
I shrug off their insults.
I pretend I don’t care.
But when I’m alone.
I cry
Until I’m gasping for breath.
I sit in the dark.
My eyes are red.
My cheeks are tearstained.
I raise the knife.
I want to end it all.

The next day begins.
Whenever someone looks at me
my heart breaks
and I die a little more inside.
And no one will ever know.

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