Biography of jason mcgookin
im actually a bubbly person by nature but something draws me to write darker poetry. but im also open to a lot more topics including love and romance. i love gothic writing and literature
jason mcgookin Poems
Hush Little Baby
Hush little baby Daddys here Hush little baby dont you fear Hush little baby as i hold my tear Hush little baby dont you hear
.I lay awake, alone with my fears trying to stop my flow of tears. Waiting for that familiar noice. of footsteps and the whispering voice.
I Never Meant To Leave
I see the tears in your eyes As you sit in the the chair in the dark Silent sighs as you sip your tea Old lifes journey you start to embark
Crimes Of Winter
coulors of autumn, red and brown. summer gets ready to hand over her crown. winter is coming to take his reign. darkened clouds and torrent rain.
A Dream Of You
I dreamt of you last night i held you in my arms so tight not once did your face fade not until love we made
Dancing With Pain
sitting watching the blade dancing . twisting and turning hear the blade sing. a fresh new line to add to the rest. my heart starts to beat out of my chest.
Behind The Mask
Everyday, i sit down and put on my mask A face that everyone knows best With large eyes and a big smile For you and you and you
Whispers In The Night
I am the whispers in the night Keeping to shadows spurned by light Awaiting until that one passes by Unbeknown to them they will die
A Life That Once Was
A place not for the living, but only the dead A desolate wasteland, blackened and vast Only moving corpses full of hatred and dread Where once they lived but that’s in the past
Come open the cupboard Im waiting Come look under the bed Im waiting
Good bye cruel world, I’m leaving you soon Floating from consciousness, to darkness and back Is it the start of something else? My body just a cocoon But the pain at the moment brings a mood that is black
How am i suppose to move on, when the world has stopped turning, The hands on the clock stands still. like a statue, still, never moving.
Death Awaits Us All
Fight Soldier Fight
Bang Bang Bang fight soldier fight Kill Kill Kill
Crimes Of Winter
coulors of autumn, red and brown.
summer gets ready to hand over her crown.
winter is coming to take his reign.
darkened clouds and torrent rain.
cold and wet the winters begun.
goodbye summers golden hot sun.
leaves shrivel and fall to the ground.
the new ruler has now been crowned.
the trees line up, stripped and bare.