Ryan Joseph Holder
Biography of Ryan Joseph Holder
I am still just a kid, i live in Pembroke Pines, a small city a bit away from Miami. since i was 13 i have been writing poetry, songs, stories, sonnets, plays, etc. and so i think i finally found a place for my emotions to be shown that isn't a fucking myspace...here at least i can get intellectual responses...by all mean leave any comment or critique you'd like...
well a little about me....i play the bass guitar as my main instrument but i also play the guitar...and a little piano, drums, and sax (alto) . I am also a singer...not just rock or anything like that...(notice not JUST rock....i still love it) but i sing classical opera as a soloist with my voice teacher and i am in the school choir and madrigals...(don't worry if you do not know what that is) anyways pardon me if i seem cocky in my poetry, but it is the only way i can really have a good self-esteem...i.r.l. i am pretty harsh on myself but i live life fine...i enjoy it and hate it....i am probably the most depressing optimist you will ever have the chance to meet...or speak to...or type to...w/e you get my point...anyways...if there is anything anyone wants to ask or if you just wanna chat with me e-mail me at email@example.com...lots of love guys...thanks for your remarks and comments...
Ryan J. Holder
P.S.: Most of my depressing poems are not so much of me being depressed as it is just that brief moment...and in that moment to stop from hurting anyone around me...i write...so please i do not want advice...just what you think of the writing...thank you very much! !
Ryan Joseph Holder's Works:
Ryan Joseph Holder Poems
The Black Plague
I live alone I die at heart I simply wish It'd never start
My Dark Side
I am very nice I am very sweet But look closer Beyond what the eye meets
Creature (Old Piece)
I am a creature. Not born, not hatched. I haven’t found out yet But my power's unmatched.
The Darkening Sun
Do not judge the world...by its outer appearance The Sun had blackened And darkness had spread
Memory (Old Piece)
I'm a figment of thought I'm a fantasy I'm lost in the past I'm a memory
The Man Who Once Lived (Old Piece)
An angel with wings. A devil with horns. A power so strong, My heart is torn.
Choose your piece Let’s start the game I promise to hold back But it’s just not the same
A broken image A corpse decayed A savage attack An ending remade
No matter how it happened You always seem to wonder How we made it to this point But, now were one no longer
It's finally over We're finally done This war is over Yet no one has won
Hey dad... I don't know what to say I don't know what to think of this Now all I do is pray...
My eyes shower down The remains of my soul My heart's been devoured I'm left on my own
I'M A Soldier
I have given up I have given in
Secret (Old Piece)
I only deny The truth I behold And these secrets To no one I've told
A broken image
A corpse decayed
A savage attack
An ending remade
The following story
Belongs to that
Of the book of horrors
Of spiders and bats
Of ghoulish demands