Isolation

A cold loneliness surrounds me
Doom follows and rots all I hold dear
     And I've just about had enough
     Of the pain and of this fear
Maybe one day I'll find my place
And maybe it will survive the poison that guards me
        Or maybe everything will remain the same
              Maybe I won't even get to see
                                 I'm losing the will
                                        Starting to yield not fight

                      Maybe if I just left
                                                                                            
                                                                       Everything would be aright.

Monsters

Don't worry about the monsters under your bed
Worry about the ones in your head
Worry about he demons inside
The ones that you will want to hide

Support and care

Where ever you are,
Whatever you do,
Someome will be there to comfort you.
So have a good day, morning or night.
And don't let the blue beast bite.
Because in this world of fear and pain,
Our resistance may begin to wane.
But no matter what
Don't you fear
Because someone out there will be ready to fill you with cheer.

Nature

The dew covered grass
The glimmering sea
The mountains of old
And the sky that completes

Introduction

So hey there if your reading this and didn't accidently click something that lead to this. Here is a blog that is basically a load of poems that I created. Occasionally I accidently write one or two so I've decided I'm going to put them here. Enjoy and feel free to comment your views! :-)

Onion (Dedicated to a gal I know)

An onion is kind and pure and truthful
Although misunderstood by the youthful
Many hate their hard exterior
For it makes them feel inferior
But underneath its sour face
Is a sweet inner that seems out of place
So please remember when you hold one near
Under the sour it is full of cheer

An angels call

A beautiful shadow
A daring night
A dangerous power in your sight
Your capturing gaze
Your taunting smile
Your dark desire to pain a while
The echoing cries
The fleeting glance
The deadly game that is your dance