3 Years Ago

When I Was 15 Years Old, I Wrote Poetry Very Little. I Have Found 6 Poems From A Journal I Had In Storage...Probly The Only Poems I Wrote When I Was 15 Hope You Enjoy??

1st Poem-Alone

I Feel Alone.

Even Though I Know I Am Not

I Feel Lonely As I Grip The Flower In My Hand

I Crush The Rose And It Bleeds In My Hand

I Release The Pressure As I Watch The Pedals Spin To The Ground

The Pit Opens And I Fall With The Pedals Of Lonliness And Let Darkness Consume My Soul

The Rose Pedals Turn Black And Wither To Nothing

I Feel Alone.

And I Will Always Be Falling Alone

 

2nd Poem-Dream

It Takes You To A Place Of Nonexsistance

Sometimes You May Be Grand

Sometimes You Are Depressed

Other Times You Would Be Falling In A Pit Of Nothing Waiting For Someone To Pull You Out

Unless Of Course, You Couldnt Escape The Darkness

So, You Never Overcome The Fear Of Lonliness

But, Then You Wake Up And You Just Know...It Was All Just A Dream

 

3rd Poem-?Haunted?

You Walk Crushing The Grass And Dirt Beneath Your Feet

You Look At The Sky And A Feeling Of Hope Rushes Through Your Viens

You Feel Released, Open To Happiness, Until You Fall You Feel Nothing But Pain

You Cant Escape It, Its Going To Eat You Alive

Not Even The Sky Of Hope Can Save You From The Pain

So You Lay In The Grass And Fall Into Darkness

The Light Rushes Away From Your Eyes As You Slip Into The Unknown

 

4th Poem-Flames

They Flutter In The Wind As It Blows Away

It Fights The Wind With The Heat Of A Thousand Suns

But When It Flys With The Wind Everything Seems Peaceful

The Wind Does Not Mercify

So The Flames Burn Out And It Screams With The Wind As The Smoke Flutters Away

 

5th Poem-Dark

Shivering In The Dark

Cold And Bored Of Time

You Look Into The Dark Wondering What Lies Inside Of Mystery

You Open Your Eyes And Look To Your Right As The Darkness Gets Darker

So You Close Your Eyes And Lay In This Darkness As It Consumes The Light

Making It Impossible To See

The Mist Enters The Dark As You Are Thrown Through The Mystery

You Are Lost In The Dark And Falling With Noone To Save You From The Dark

 

6th Poem-No Title(I Would Name It "Urge")

Its An Urge That Needs To Be Fed

It Pulls At You Like Something Lost Not Meant To Be Found

When You Feel It You Shiver And Become Cold

But If You Feed The Urge You Will Become Warm And Comftorable

 

Hope You Enjoyed My Ancient Undusted Poetry

~Leon~