It's the way of the world,
Its in our blood.
We live for a reason,
We live just to die.
...
Love,
As wonderful as it may be,
Sometimes just isn't enough.
For what is love,
...
Every other time,
I let lose my mind.
I'm in my prime,
But soon I will find,
...
Not yet a man,
But a child trembling within.
A pitiful soul,
Scarred by sin.
...
I'm not insane,
I just enjoy a little pain.
I love to watch the rain,
Look through the window pane.
...
Somebody save me,
Please don't chase me away.
I swear I'm not crazy,
I just have some things to say.
...
I'm not insane,
Just a little left of center.
I've had my days,
I was just to strong to hinder.
...
You say you hear,
But do you understand?
You say you see,
But do you comprehend?
...
Since day one,
Since birth.
I swore to take on,
This whole damn earth.
...
I'm a sinner.
Blood sweat and tears,
I play on your fears.
I'm the one to knock you down,
...
Call me insane,
But I cherish the pain.
No matter what I feel,
Pains the only feeling thats real.
...
Forgive me father,
For I have sinned.
Shamed by my actions,
How can I ever hope to be redeemed?
...
Done with you,
I ain't playing your game.
I've had enough,
Tired of taking the blame.
...
I started writing around my freshman year in high school. Poetry was not my area of focus until late in my sophomore year. Now, at almost twenty years old, I have made poetry a semi-serious hobby. The only reason I haven't taken it beyond semi-serious, is due to the fact that I write best when my emotions are at their worst. I try not to let that happen very often for obvious reasons. If I start a poem and find that I am not satisfied with it, it gets trashed before completion. Because I am so critical of myself, there are quite a few poems that have never made it anywhere but the trash can. the poems you see here, are what I consider my best, my favorites, and my most imaginative. I truly hope any readers would agree.)
Primal Instinct
It's the way of the world,
Its in our blood.
We live for a reason,
We live just to die.
No matter the season,
No matter how hard we try.
We lie to the world,
Can't hide whats inside.
We live for one person,
It's how we are designed.
We fight for strength,
We kill for power.
We stand alone,
Ready to devour.
The instinct inside,
Tells us to survive.
Truly,
There is no 'We'.
You fight for you,
And I fight for me.