Question:
I need an awesome poem wrighter!?
can any of u *** up w/ and "emo" poem??
like some one that cuts them selfs??
nono its not for me!
or just any kind of "depressing" poem:D
Best Answer - Chosen by Asker:
Oh I'm here 4 ya i got 2 u mite like
Desperate cries
Out in the darkness
Screaming but unheard
Embracing the deception
No truth, no recollection
My pain has no real word
Blood pours from my body
Tears pour from my eyes
Love and hate
A twisted fate
Now time for me to die
Desperate cries to the Gods above
Desperate cries to the ones I love
Desperate cries and all the lies
Desperate cries to conceal the fear in my eyes
To suffer through life
Is like living in hell
My pain I shall keep
To myself in this deep
On earth where I will dwell
Fallen angels beckon me
Summoning me unto their lair
Deceit and pain
Blood purs like rain
Caught in a devious snare
Shall my soul rest
For the first time in years
Or will I cry
Until I die
Drowning in my tears
Desperate cries to the Gods above
Desperate cries to the ones I love
Desperate cries to find my fate
Desperate cries of love and hate
No bandages to heal me
No one to comfort thee
desperate cries
And all the lies
I'm blind and cannot see
Trying to heal a broken heart
Trying to save a soul in despair
Toment nd regret
A painful torniquet
A heavy burden to bear
So now I die
Forever and ceaselessly
Wearing away
A little each day
No end in sight for me
Desperate cries to the Gods above
Desperate cries to the ones I love
Desperate cries longing to expire
Desperate cries death I desire
Twisted fate
Dishonest deities
Denied of my grave
Death's early slave
Immortality decrees
A sickly being I've become
Feasting on human hearts
Killing the innocents
Cruel mavolence
Death is and evil art
Desperate cries to the Gods above
Desperate cries to the ones I love
Desperate cries to an immortal slave
desperate cries so I can be saved
"Her world will end"
Days are dim
life is cold
Horrifying stories
Left untold
Each and everyday
Nothing's new
Same world, same pain, same story
Seen from a darkened veiw
Nothing left to live for
There is nothing left but pain
Banished from the light
A penetrating scream of the insane
Solid to all feelings
Except the daggers of pain
Her eyes are puffy and red
And her cheeks are tear-stained
Living in an evil world
Of eveil games and evil schemeing
Her ears are withered
From all the screaming
Doors slam
Chains rattle
Held hostage
Losing the battle
Tires screech
Dogs bark
Lights blink
Fire sparks
Ice cracks
Trees fall
One last tear
Completes the call
The hour is here
The clock strikes
Kids whine
And parents fight
Evil scents
Fill the air
Glass shatters
Throught the cries of despair
The wind blows strong
The rivers flood
Cuts are made
Here come the blood
Rain pours
Lightning flashes
The groung parts
Thunder crashes
Limbs break
Rules bend
Cookies crumble
On this night her world will end
P.s "Her world will end" may need slight modification as the person who needs the poem may be a he.If this is the case it could be changed to "His world will end" or "The world will end".