Allison's Poems

[Allison]

So these are just some of my peoms that I write when I'm bored or feeling really down in the dumps. Most of them are rather dark and I do apologize for that now.

My Knife

Slice, slice of my knife,
let me make a sacrifice.
Draw you near,
so you can hear,
the broken beat,
and feel the heat,
of my shattered heart.

Slice, slice of my knife,
let me make a sacrifice.
Permanent frowns
and silent towns.
Drowned out fears,
and new bound tears,
from my shattered heart.

Slice, slice of my knife,
let me make a sacrifice.
Scarlet rivers
and uncontrolled shivers.
Blacked out lights
and hospital fights,
to save my shattered heart.

Slice, slice of my knife,
let me make a sacrifice.
Honey dearest please don't cry,
all I want is to be by your side,
so you can feel,
and even heal
my shattered heart.

[Allison]

Untilted

Laughter laughter,
happily ever after.
Early mornings
with your sisters snoring.
Gentle kisses
filled with classified wishes.
Beeping - beeping
fears are creeping.
Lights are flashing
as your heart beats crashing.
Willows screaming
as you stop breathing.

Tears are running
as Amber's humming
from the rickety chair,
combing fingures through Willows hair.
Doctors stop it
then they call it.
Time of death..

Legs tremmble
as my fingurs fumble
to whip away the tears
and hold back my undying fears.
Now you are gone
and I promised to move on
but that is harder than it would appear,
because I still hold you near.
Every night
I make a fight
to hold back these watery tears.
I love you honey.
Oh you were so funny.
Some day we'll meet again,
and my heart will mend.

[Allison]

Little One

Farewell little one
Because look at what you’ve done.
You've driven us down a crazy road
Dappled with fresh snow.
from never ending tears
And undying fears.

Your cold hearted ways
Should have been just a phase.
But they haven’t died
Despite how hard we tried.
Things aren’t just a phase.
So hand me that spade
Because goodbye is a cold word
That shouldn’t have to be heard.
But my broken heart
Has lost the special part.

Constant fights
On darkened nights
Leads to an unfaithful goodbye
That always results in “I tried
So hard to keep away
But now I’ll stay.”

Broken love
Is like a crippled dove.
If I set you free
Will you come back to me?
No I won’t because the words will kill
And this time will not heal.
Harsh words are thrown around
This burnt down town
Like the constant sorry
As if they were someone’s dolly.

None stop fighting
And hateful smiting
Always in the air
Which -- really isn’t fair.
Why are we not stopping
This constant hopping
From love to hate
Or is this our fate?
Of burned down towns,
Constant frowns,
Dampened tears,
In which our judgment smears?

The door was opened
But then you had spoken
With bitter hate
And a screwed up fate.
Now this door has closed
In which I shall propose
Farewell little one.
Because you -- have won.

[red]

Thumbs up to that last one, m'dear ^^ -has been stalking-