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Life is a Game

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Theme Based Poems

If life is just a game then i could never quit // cause to tell u the truth im addicted to this shit // to the RUSH to the drug that keeps my heart beating // im a FORCE UNLEASHED // untill the day that i would die i will always stay competeting // never feeding into the lies // most of the truth is in disquise // my heart was witness to so much evil even the DEVEL MAY CRY // but since i cant even shed a tear let it be known that i do not FEAR // so if u step in my BATTLEFIELD u would hear a BLOODY ROAR // cuz i will show no mercy like in SMACKDOWN VS RAW // I'll take my TEKKEN out & make it rain shooting a BULLETSTORM at ur face // so let me introduce u to my little friend as i give u a SCARFACE // turning on the GEARS OF WAR in the back of my mind and it'll take a SPLIT SECOUND to erase u from time // living ina BIOSHOCK world man who wouldnt go insane but im one step ahead injecting plasmids in my viens // fulfilling that NEED FOR SPEED high driving in every other lane // we're only DEAD OR ALIVE why? cuz we try to escape the chains // if u wanna be free then u need to step up ur game // no more pussy shit // for now on this is MORTAL KOMBAT // so i put my back to the past JUS CAUSE it can kiss my ass & im not a angel but i got a HALO on my head because before i wrote this rap they said hip hop was LEFT 4 DEAD.

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

I made this poem using video game titles. i will be making part 2 to this poem soon. I captialized the games so you can see how many i used. count for urself :) ~ also - Honorable Mentions : deadspace // heavy rain // deadrising // mass effect // fallout // darkness // prince of persia // uncharted // bad company // half life // max payne // street fighter // hitman

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Tears of Blood

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1st poems

I left and came back again
In a stupid way
I love the feeling of pain
I wait for my eyes to open someday
It’s something I need
To live without you
Otherwise my heart will continue to bleed
I’ve forgotten what’s true
By believing all the lies.

If you are the devil
Then steal my soul
For you I’d happily burn in inferno’s deepest hole

When people tell me you’re a mistake
I tell them not to correct me
Because all I ask is for you not to neglect me

I’ve followed your path
So don’t tell me to go a different direction
When all I ask is for you to give me all your affection

Have you ever loved something that isn’t yours?
It’s harder than it looks
It’s something you can’t learn
Because love isn’t a subject found in books
You have to experience it
And enjoy it
And then suffer and cripple
Get back on your feet
Wait, rinse, and repeat.

It hurts just to think
I see your face in my mind everytime I blink
I can’t help but to hide in the dark
Not wanting to be talked to or seen
I put walls around my heart
You don’t know how hard it’s been.

In the corners,
On my pillow
I endlessly cry
Shedding tears of blood
Wondering if the pain I carry is strong enough to die.

Yet, I keep making the same mistake
When I was already replaced.
I keep wanting more
Your face I got to adore
And I don’t want to let you go
I wish I could forget
To have never known
What it’s like and how it feels
To love an addictive person like you

But one day I won’t love you anymore
I will have moved on
And let things fall where they belong
Because although we seemed right
We are different in the things we do
And one day when I sleep at night
A single tear won’t be shed for you.

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*Disclaimer(Notification): Though this poem is about me and there is scientific evidence that poems, stories, music, and art are directly connected to the subconscious and conscious; all should be disregarded as nothing more than a form of entertainment to my public. All concerns and questions should be emailed, all those who still contact me directly shall be referred to this disclaimer. Thank you for your time and cooperation, enjoy.

-Revision I- It was brought to my attention that even though these are poems and are for entertainment they are still connected to me. Meaning, that these poems are connected to “real world events” that have happened or is premeditated for future use. That being said, even though everything is connected to real world events, they should be disregarded as nothing more than a real life emotional connection to improve the quality of the material being read. In conclusion, all concerns, questions, and “legal” issues should be sent by email; any other way of contact being referred to my poems will be referred to this disclaimer and revision and/or can be ignored. Thank you for your understanding and enjoy.

So look at this heart, look at it bleed
Someone to love, to hold, to care for, that’s what I need
wont happen soon, so get fucked up and proceed
fuck you too karma, stop torturing me!

So what will stop this pain? this shame?
an ember, a spark, no longer a flame
go out there, fight, gotta make this name
But this pain, this darkness, my mind is too hard to tame…

So it’s almost time, but I’ve already enlisted this **Criminal**
I told you I’d hold on, till dust, and that’s final
I have a white heart and ring, wait for your trial
Just wait till I get **‘Blood’**, wait till I walk the mile
All what you looking for is hidden, in a file

So I’m laying down crumbs hidden in **‘Blood'**
hope your good at listening, better than Elmer Fudd
Follow closely, the light, the key being the ‘Moon’
so catch me if you can, because I’m a loon

so I listed my pain and the tracks to this train
but I can’t help that your love is like sugar cane
god I miss the moments, but I still love the rain
To hurt myself yet and my plans, I must refrain…

Author's Notes/Comments: 

**= Underlined

This is my latest one so far. Hope you enjoy 'em all :)

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