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Pain, Hate, Love, gone.
I say I have this hate, this unbelievable,
unconceivable, and unbearable hate,
that lashes out from in me,
...

I sit here, Chained between
Between these horrid clenched teeth
That leave me trapped in the abyss
Of my own despair.
...

The girl strides desperately and painfully
through the wide open desolate
escarpment of pain and hate she
strives to be rid of, and which seems
...

When you’re with me my heart leaps,
When you’re angry at me my skin creeps,
Not to Mention I love you Heaps.
...

Just won't you forget it?
I'm sorry for everything and I hate myself for it.
I think I would do anything to take it back,
and I swear I will never forget.
...

6.

Broken promises, Shattered dreams,
Dead emotion, Heartless uncaring devotion,
All thrown in my face.
...

The boy climbed higher and higher
for he knew the danger in his temper was dire
and though he knew it hurt those he adored
out his anger continued to pour.
...

As I roam aimlessly through the void,
I scream at my lost destructive
Agony. But the only answer is that
Knowing voice with an emotionless tone.
...

I remember those things you
threw so uncaringly at me.
I remember the dark blade
dripping in the poisonous remorse
...

11.

In my dream,
Lost in a pinnacle of despair,
thrown down, left, and forgotten.
I remember that place;
...

My twisted broken soul lies in venomous
pieces strewn across the dark floor.
It lays here for you to take and to with
what you please, but no
...

My heart,
Sometimes Is so full of Despair.
So much that I cannot Bear
Sometimes I feel like I am Flying,
...

14.

Down that dark burning hall,
That burning hall where it is cold
As at ice that burns in my heart.
...

Thought’s of everything pouring down
On me, and the hatred that I hold,
All that I hate raining down upon me.
Thoughts of death and hate crawl through me.
...

In the fire that lies before me,
I see my flaming emotion and hate
Burning inside of it. Now does this
Mean that I no longer have hate, or
...

As the small boy watches the man he
Makes his way across the dry empty
Dessert. Hit throat is dry and begs for
Water as he struggles across the
...

Acrid moans and rotting bones,
descriptive thoughts of tied up knots.
tormented tones of people rotting alone,
destined to roam through the thick foam as we all are,
...

when i sleep it haunts my thoughts and my night terrors
which cause me to scream in agonizing pitty.
It is burned into my mind because i came to
once and for all end the best thing
...

This is me, forgetting what i love.
This is me, not knowing what i want.
This is me, wondering why i'm sad.
This is me, not knowing why i miss you.
...

clayton young Biography

I am 16 years old, i go to highschool and try to pretty much live a normal life.)

The Best Poem Of clayton young

Hate? Love?

Pain, Hate, Love, gone.
I say I have this hate, this unbelievable,
unconceivable, and unbearable hate,
that lashes out from in me,
and explodes in fury that I have locked
deep in a vault somewhere that must
remain locked forever.

But why? Why do I feel so much hate,
or was it love? No. it can’t be love
, who could possibly…
but wait, I love her and she loves me,
does she not? And them,
they’re there too and.. I think they love me.

As I fall into the abyss of that dark
place I see hate, and I see love,
but.. I can no longer see a difference
between the two. And that is when
I realize that I have lost everything,
that I can no longer live like this.
Stuck amidst all this hate.
or was it love?

Clayton J. young

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Kerry Stacey 07 May 2009

babe i love all your poems you have an amazing mind and a great talent :) i love you

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