Dark Mirror

I've looked into a mirror
and scared myself to death
my eyes are so cold and evil
it's hard to draw a breath

I know that my pain is deep
so deep down inside
that there is not a single soul
no one for me to hide

My friends all say they care
and that they understand
but when I'm going through the valleys
I walk alone through this land

The days are darker than death
and take all of their time
and spend it all crushing me
what is this evil crime?

But the truth will be known
albeit when I'm gone
because my days are numbered
just like the words of a song

But until that day arrives
the mirror will be a sight
my eyes so cold, hollow
and black as the darkest night

So when we meet one day
don't sympathize over me
inside I've already died
so please just leave me be...

Leave me be....

~ Poem by RAVEN ~

 

In the Dark

There are times when I'm inconsolable
when the world around me becomes too much
and my demons come out to feast on me again
There are times when I'm hopeless
when I'm too lost to return home
and I don't need your comforting touch
I just need to be left alone to sit quietly in the dark

Don't offer me a friendly hand
nor a tender embrace of love
Just let me surround myself with shadows
and let my troubles eat me whole
Don't try to save me when I can't be saved
and keep your tender words for another day
a day when the tides of my heart have changed
and my soul flows the other way

But until that time remember that I love you
and that you're still the keeper of my heart
but for the moment love is not my friend
and your tender touch and sweetest smile
are like poison to my aching soul
So let me be
Let me sit alone in the dark
Let me find comfort in forgotten lusts
Let me bandage my heart with solitude
and dry my tears with time

I know that you understand
and I pray that you'll return
Because I long for when I can emerge from this shadows
and once again cherish the smile glistening
across your sweet, tender face

~ Poem by RAVEN ~

 

The Day I Saw My Lady Cry

She stood there with her torch held high
To watch planes falling from the sky
As silver bullets ripped apart
The center of her loving heart
With disregard for sanity
In senseless act of lunacy
She saw her children fall and die
The day I saw my lady cry.

I LIFT MY LAMP … so reads her plaque
Just miles from terrorist attack
Her open doors now violated
By pure evil orchestrated
Hounds of Hell have been released
And Good must rise to kill the Beast.
I saw her head droop, shaking "Why?"
The day I saw my lady cry.

Her tears will bring on bitter rain
Unleashing winds of hurricane
To circle globe in whirlwind force
Uncover evil at its source
Then seek exacting recompense
From those who prey on innocents.
They'll not forget, as time goes by,
The day they made my lady cry.

~ Poem by Michael Mack ~