Such beautiful eyes
I tell myself not to look
When you walk on by
But i take a peek
...
I hear your prayers
I can hear you cry
You plead forgivness
You dont want to die
...
With unfinished prayers
You think its unfair
Your hearts bursting
With and overwhelming pace
...
Under black skies
Grins this grim Nortic God
Oh great old one
God of the north
...
The Rose was darker
Than the darkest nightmare
The light of the moon
Made the Rose look soft
...
All your prayers
Never came true
Your life long belief
Just shattered in two
...
Alone in the dark
Thrown into the well
Remember the light
The joy
...
Light is my only ally
When the sun goes down
They come for me
I run to the bridge of reality
...
Tears of blood
Flow from your eyes
You scratch your face
with every nail you can find
...
You tell me to fly away
And leave this world behind
But long ago you clipped my wings
And because of you
...
Im 16 years old, I wrote my first poem when i was 4, I stopped writing poems till 8th grade (13 years old) . I understand my poems can be disterbing, evil or sick but please remember this, I do not get my ideas from personal experiances I get some from the news (such as 'Such beautiful eyes') , I will admit that my mind MIGHT be twisted but do not critisize me for it I would never act out on my poems or ideas. More to come...)
Such Beautiful Eyes
Such beautiful eyes
I tell myself not to look
When you walk on by
But i take a peek
Just to remind myself why
Every time you turn the corner
Ill be there watching
Looking into those beautiful eyes
Every time you leave the house
Ill be on the other side of the street
Im your shadow
Even when its dark
Your all alone now
Walking down an empty road
Such beautiful eyes
Even when death is in sight
Such beautiful eyes
Even when life is no longer inside
Now i walk down
A busy street
Looking for another pair
Of beautiful eyes.