Well, here are some of my original works. Most of them are rough drafts.
Mirror
In the mirror I see a face, stare back at me
In the mirror I see eyes that glare,
Eyes that are big and deep,
eyes that are filled with rage, hate, sorrowfullness and love
In the mirror I see a mouth that sneers,
a mouth that is quick to attack, to hurt
In the mirror I see a face stare back at me,
In the mirror I see a face that is not my own.
Question
the question stays on my lips
fear paralyzing my voice
freezing the air in my lungs
the question stays on my lips
fear keeping me from asking
fear of an answer i already know
an answer that i dread,
one word and its over, one word and and i die
one word and i die
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From the rising sun to the
fading silver streaks of night
my love for you grows,
your beauty is clearly evident to those
who look, radiating off you in waves that
threaten to overwhelm my senses, attacking
me like a savage beast
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The rage boils
into a neat little package,
a package with red ribbions
until one day it explodes
taking myself and you with it
so you say you hate me, well i hate you
you yell and scream, voicing you distaste for my existence on this planet
and i listen
you strike out at me, trying to make your anger dissapear
and i stand there
your rage flys from your mouth with droplets of spit
covering me with a blanket thicker than wool
and i take it
so you say you hate me
well i dont care about you
your anger cant touch me
your fists cant harm me
your sufforcate yourself with rage
and it bothers me not
you focus all your attention on me
and i turn my back
you try to hurt me, to kill me
and i walk away
let me know what you think
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