Ripping my heart out here and blah blah. It's my poetry :D!

[PoisonFlowers]

Feel free to leave comments, suggestions and criticism. Tell me what you like and what you dislike about my writing. Good and bad, I'll appreciate it all I'm trying to improve my writing.

The Calling

It calls to me
Resonates through my heart
It's always there

As a little girl
Catching ants
With hot, sticky hands
Chasing clouds
Across fields
Gazing
At sun crested hills
Through pock-marked car windows

Or older
Swimming in the sea
Topaz, pristine and breathtaking
Unlike the usual green and grey
Swarmed by fishes
Zebra stripes, exotic oranges
As they peck bread from my fingers

When I close my eyes,
I see it still

You get used to things
Practising smiles
Veiled poison
Necessities.
I can't see the stars from home
But it still hasn't given up
It beckons with sunsets
Gold dust and rubies
A sad love
It calls to me.

 

[PoisonFlowers]

Here's summore:

The Glass

a sickness that grows
black roots spread
From the inside
Staring ahead
Suffocating

Within glass
Alone, but through choice
The worst punishment of all
Stranded, pitiful,
it calls and calls

The sky is crushing
Urgent fears rushing
Filling the void of the lungs
No one can save you
It's all of your own doing
Facing the edge
Never looking down
Too caught up
In trying not to drown.

 

[SophiaGrace]

You have an interesting style...

Try posting on abctales.com

 

[PoisonFlowers]

Interesting good or bad? Lol xD

Thanks for the link, I'll check it out.

Well, since I'm on here, I might as well put up another. This is one of my favourites because it came out exactly as I wanted it to and describes how I feel perfectly even though it's a little old.

Multiplicity

Why am I so dark and light?
I can't describe -
No words feel right
I am broken yet peaceful
I am all things at once
I lie, yet am truthful
It cuts me
Like glass

And when the facade is pulled away
There is another and another
Like digging through hay.

 

[Depressedology]

Hello poison, I read the calls... I didn't feel it
I can't say anything about it because I didn't feel it, but it felt beautiful, and I currently can't accept anything beautiful.. if you know what' i'm saying ~~ balh

keep it up .. was great. I'm sure it's better than what I write (you can check out my stuff if you wanted) but different!
thanks, enjoyed

 

[PoisonFlowers]

Wow, you actually make being depressed a science eh?

Thank you for the comment I think I know what you mean. There are times that I can't bring myself to care about anything. Music has been the only thing that's managed to get through to me.

I tried to find your stuff, but I couldn't find it, sorry.

Maybe you'll like this more. I wrote it the other night:

Disappears

I'm not trapped
illusions in reflections
Moon shadow in my window
I'm not really there
I'm not anywhere

Just a passing echo
One sided and absent
choking words that strangle
Meaningless and bare
Vague with despair

Wandering the valley
Going nowhere
Watching the train
Smoke whistle heart beat
Going the distance
The dying sun
In honey tears
Fades through me
disappears

 

[Depressedology]

so dark for me to feel it but loved it. if you wrote something new, make a new thread for it. why not? good stuff, keep it up poison

 

[PoisonFlowers]

so dark for me to feel it but loved it. if you wrote something new, make a new thread for it. why not? good stuff, keep it up poison

Lol I probably will then. I don't want to bother you all too much with my random writings though ;P