There is winter in my heart
Losing you has left my heart cold
I am iced through to the soul
You have betrayed me and I will scold
Frost bite your being, right to the core
I will leave your heart raw
As you did mine
And my revenge will be divine
Tag Archives: pain
I try to (for Henry’s sake)
Although I seem to rot away
I try to stay so bright and gay
To help your miseries stay away
I hope that someday pain will allay
Filed under Poems G - I
The beast of vengeance is hungry
There is a tempest building within my heart
A contempt that’s deep and true
As I keep remembering the hurt and pain caused by you
I sit and bitterly design a way for me to forget
That I ever set eyes and knew you, but vengeance is whet
I try to be a better person, not to become like you at all
But it is hard when you cut me deep and your lies are so cruel
I don’t want more pain as payment for mine
But the more you hurt me, the more my inner beast wishes to dine
Upon your heart, upon your soul, upon everything about you, gobble you whole
It drives me mad, I am insane, but then again, that was always your game
You meant to do this to me, I know
I don’t know why it was here, you wanted me to go
What was your plan for me all those years ago?
Was it really so bad to be a good soul?
You have driven me mad and to tears, a suffering that will last for many more years
But you are relentless, you won’t let go
All I want, is for them to know
But they think I lie and the truth they will never know
Because you will always make it so
Filed under Poems S - U
Life is sometimes…
My life, sore as it may be, is still a blessing to me
There are things I don’t often see, happy things, miracles and a certain ease
I try not to be blind for the things I have
I try not to be ungrateful
I know that life could be much worse, it is sometimes inescapable
But I count my blessings as often as I can
So I can make a stand and say
It isn’t always this way
There are happy days and there are sad
There are good days and there are bad
But one thing that we can always be sure of
Is that life is changeable and we all know this – sort of
So when times are hard and difficult – remember it will also change
That life will lighten up and the suffering will ease and good times you will gain
But remember too that goodness, will also fade away
Be prepared for the bad times, as they sometimes come to play
But live for the moment is the most important of all
Something you don’t learn at school
So when you’re down and thinking silly things
Remember this message and let your heart sing
That times won’t always be bright and gay, but times aren’t always shades of grey
You will someday, find your peace, be happy again and pain will cease
Trust me, all things eventually decrease
Filed under Poems J - L
Be silent, be silent
Be silent, be silent you drive me mad
Says my enemies to me in their mind that’s bad
Be quiet, be quiet they shout and plea
In their minds every day, directed at me
Yet I still talk, I still move on
I still continue because I grow strong
I won’t quit and I won’t stop
Not until their minds go POP!
Until they realise it isn’t me
It is their selves the silly things
They focused on me so much they ache
And so a spell they do create
Against me, their obsession and they can’t see
That the one who tortures them isn’t me
Filed under Poems A - C, Short Story Series
A freedom not suicide poem
You deny me of health
You deny me of wealth
You deny me of friendship and love and games
You deny me of faith, you deny me of hope
You deny me of living and you drive me insane
That’s why I left you
That’s why I am gone
That’s why you won’t see me from hereon
That’s why I rant and that’s why I rave
You denied me of life, the things that I craved
So now I have gone, I will piece things together
I will find my hope, faith, love and more
I will carry on, night and day
And I don’t care if your heart is so sore
For I am through with living for you and I live for you no more!
Filed under Poems A - C
A word to hexers, haters and jealous people in general
A word to hexers, haters and jealous people in general
I am starting to take up art again, this time with an idea to try and make a living from it in a few months’ time, by then I would have developed friends in art and a little more self confidence in my painting work.
I am still sick, that is something that will never change, in fact recently I have been told it could get much worse, but I am trying hard to pull through and make some kind of a life for myself despite all of the bad mojo trying to pull me down every once in a while, you would think it would have something better to do than to concentrate on picking on me, but never mind, they love me so much they just can’t stop thinking about me, which in a dark and psychotic way is kind of nice of them to think so much of me, I don’t think anyone else does to be honest, which makes them my greatest lover I suppose?
Yes, recently I have started to believe I am cursed, but then what do you expect from someone who is both spiritual and a lover of horror movies? I’ve had such a long lasting run of bad luck with my health and personal life that I had to eventually come to the conclusion I have pissed off one too many witches during my life, for simply existing. Lol
Anyway on a more serious note, it is true; I do believe the above statement.
Despite this, I have to admire them for wanting to be involved in my life so much. Hate can be as deep as love and just as obsessive. In a strange kind of way, hate and love are the same thing, as you spend so much time thinking about the things you hate, like you do with special person you actually love, you give it the same attention, sometimes you even neglect the ones you actually love in favour of spending your time thinking more of the ones you hate. It’s a strange kind of world when you think about it.
So when all is said and done, I am quite flattered of the attention I am getting, no matter how abysmal it makes my life. I sort of feel sorry for the person who hates me to such a degree, because although I do not believe in karma, I do believe that you always reap what you sow and I believe in the sins of the father, despite not being a religious person personally. So in a manner, it is not me they are cursing, but their own children; which is painfully sad for me, to think about.
Despite these setbacks, I will try, no matter how much I cry in pain each day with my ailments, as I do cry – so do please, enjoy that statement dear haters as I am sure you will, I will try and get along in my life and make the best I can of the cards you are dealing for me. With a glad and happy heart, I will drag myself through the Hell you are creating for me and I will revel in any successes I may have in the future, whilst you are still sitting back on your posteriors, wishing that you had a taste of my supposed glorious life still. Well by all means, you are welcomed to having a full three course meal of my life, if you so wish for it, you are welcomed to it and I really do hope that you choke on it.
Filed under Brain Drain
Catalyst to my pain
There is a catalyst to my pain
A thing that makes me closer to insane
A habit that you have within you
Is gnawing away at my soul
I don’t want it to continue
Though you say you don’t know what you do
I know that you do… its true
I can’t explain how it makes me feel
I just know, what you do makes me ill
You say or do the simplest things, which in turn
Makes my suffering sing
I don’t enjoy this world of pain
I don’t want you to repeat this again and again
But you don’t know what you do
So I can’t really blame you
Though I do
You are ignorant, that much is true
You are the catalyst of my pain
Filed under Poems A - C
They will help you to mend
Heartbroken you are in despair, smashed to pieces and you cannot bear this
You are not alone
There is a phone
Call upon your dearest friend; they will help you to mend
All these broken dreams and shattered promises are, not a part of you.
You are free from those darned dreams and free from the pain of the one who has broken you
Leave now, go to better things, and go to different friends
The ones who care and love you, they will help you to mend.
Don’t look back on false promises and broken dreams and hopes
Look forwards to the ones who love you and who don’t taint your eyes with kaleidoscopes
Don’t be fooled by the ones who hurt you, turn your back on them for good
Go to the ones who make you happy, they are the ones who always understood
Keep away from the harmers, the dissers and the fakes
Keep on walking towards your future, where love always awaits
You’ll soon be free of this torment; you’ll soon be free of pain
Once you leave the dark times, you won’t return again.
Filed under Poems S - U
