Nighty's Official Poem Thread.

[Savi-]

WARNING.
Contains strong language, suggestive language, and could be offensive to many viewers.
Read With Caution.

Another Taken Fear.
She's praying to a God she's never seen before, she's praying to renounce her creed.
She wishes to the one she'd never met before, she paying the price for her greed.
She listens to a rhyme she's never heard before, she's listening for the knowledge that she needs.
And when she prays to a god, to the one, to the rhyme, she's the best thing the world has ever seen.

Last Place.
Run, run, run away.
Run away from your passing grace.
The angels fear your return,
The God bath in your disgrace.
The wine's been poured from a broken glass.
And I? As always I myself finish last.

Thy Lonely Self.
She looks for the smile that she never had, she has no one to watch her back.
She's a loner to the world, a dead disgrace.
Her undead blood rules her last regret, not to stop until thy fate is met.
Grueling bloodshed, her dying oath.
I never wished to be one to boast, but her death sang my thousand wishes.
In the end, she is the one I will choose, the one I will need.
But for now, she is nothing but a dream; whence one dismisses.

Unknowing Victim.
Can nothing hold her back from what she tries to do?
Without a doubt one could see right through, her defenses laid the line of many dangers,
Can nothing hold out from her deadly wagers?
There was nothing she could do, she was just a stranger.

As her heart sang the poems of a thousand moons,
She regretted everything that she never knew,
She looked upon the eyes she could see right through and wondered,
How the hell did she end up here?

What's the matter with holding every second dear?
And, what's wrong with not holding back tears?
What's the problem with the world today?
Is there nothing we can do, just run away from the problems that we new long before the sun?

Her heart died slowly, she was acting strange,
Knowing not what to do, she just couldn't change, what she wanted for herself or the world to understand.
Maybe there's a light at the end of this tunnel,
But then again it's dark and unknowing wonders.
How was she supposed to know?

Reflection.
I sensed her as someone I hated,
She was my ghost, my spirit, my angel.

She was angry,
She tried to go with the flow.
Nobody knew her like I did,
I was her only guidance,
But she meant nothing to me.

I walked down the river with her the other day,
She wanted my help and I turned the other way.
I looked down and saw her,
Her dull eyes gazed from the water.

I saw her reflection the other day,
I looked down on the water and saw her my way.
She needed help,
She called out to darkness, no one hear her.
No one heard her.

I saw her standing there in the mirror.
I saw her, I heard her.
She needed someone,
But she had no one.

I saw her reflection the other day,
I looked down on the water and saw her my way.
She needed help,
She called out to darkness, no one hear her.
No one heard her.

I sensed her as someone I hated,
She was my ghost, my spirit, my angel.

You and I.
I.
I am angry.
I work too hard to be seen,
So what does that mean?

But you,
You are beautiful.
You're a magnet to the scene,
So what does that mean?

And I,
I am judgmental.
I speak before I think,
I cry out in my sleep,
What does this mean?

Oh you,
You are more than fair.
You don't want to be seen,
But they treat you like a queen.
I see what this means.

I'm not good enough for you,
And you're way too good for me.
Can't you see?
Won't you please?

Me,
I've made mistakes.
You,
You're my lie to take.
Take me to your grave.

Final Bow.
Welcome one,
Welcome all.
You came to see the midnight ball.
Grab your hats, it's gunna be fun.
Wait until you've seen what I've done.

At the midnight hour the maid walks down the stairs.
What she doesn't know is the gasoline I put there
Will ignite.
It'll be out of sight.

And the flames erupt in one grand flare.
Whoever heard of being fair?
All the people want is death, do you not see?

Now take your final bow.
Take your final bow.

Goodbye folks, it was nice to see you,
Hope to see you again at my next theater.
Where you will take your final bow.

Oh, take your final bow.

Touched By.
Your concrete embrace caught me by surprise,
I never expected to feel such hate,
Touched by the truthfulness of your spoken lies.

Your blade created me,
Your lies made me stronger.
Touched by the beauty of the hidden beast,

Wandering, wistful,
Sheltered, dismissful,
Waiting for someone to build me again.

And what did I learn from this?
Distasteful, regretful, my best friend.
Hopeful, forgotten, my only comfort.
Through my music,
My heart, has a home.

Touch me and watch the smoke blow away,
I'd go to the ends of the earth,
Just to find the perfect flowers for your grave.

Your pain elated me,
Your cries made me smile,
Hurt by the beast.

And what did I learn from this?
Wretched and vile, my best friend.
Hurtful, longing, my only comfort.
Through my music,
My heart, has a home.

Into A Room.
I've seen things you'll never want to see.
I've dones things you'll never want to do.
Yet I keep my cool, so calm and serene.
At first glance, one never knows what I've been through.

You don't know the cards I've been delt,
Yet you're the only one I can count on.
You're the only one that can help.
You're not the bad one.

I'm still the world's deadliest,
Your treasured one unseen.
Your heart, though not the biggest.
May one day, I hope, belong to me.

Forget your pain,
And the trouble I've put you through.
Into a room where feeling stay sane,
Into a room where plastered smiles hold true.

Comments are very appreciated.<3

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O: Short and awesome.
*hugs ZombieKelsey*

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[Savi-]

Haha, thanks. ^^
Making this to an official thread now.

[Savi-]

Three new poems up. ^^

[Savi-]

Wooooooooo.
Finally.