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Archive: Grim's Poems. I have been troubled by stifled, cold screams. Eyes filled with fear and hopeless dreams. These frightful expressions, Belonging only to me. This, my friends, is why I weep. Do I dare call the grim to slow the running of my heart? To wipe the sweat from my brow? To allow me to finally part? I sit, blending with the silent night. Waiting for the impossible. Praying. My mind is empty. All thought has left. Forced to stay in a buried chest full of lost hopes, hearts, minds, and souls. Whose faith in this world, have already been sold. Wait. The silence breaks. A wail of pain as my world quakes. Now, I sit alone. Secluded in an abandoned home. As always, Afraid of the unknown. |
I hear screams I see them by the thousands through my tears I say my silent prayer. I cry out for our victory. I am smiling as they are dying. I am strong I want to help them. I need to escape. I hope that God has heard my plea. I fear the time has come. I am strong as I crumble. I am fading. I feel betrayed. I tried to escape, and they caught me. I wonder if he ever heard me. I dream that he has. I am fading along with them. |
Hey olivia I didn't know you had a poem thread. I love them they are great. I really like the flow of words, they make a person think. |
Thank you Angel. |
omg ur poems r great. |
thanks. |
I totaly agree, they're great! |
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