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Life and Death

by Erik Perrotte

Life, which is a precious gift, must be nourished
and taken care of like a flower.
When treated with love and care, only then canit reach
its full beauty.
Like an orchid in bloom,
Ready to entice a mate to a midnight dance withthe fairies.

To sustain life there must be love.
Life is like the wings of a bird soaring thoughthe winds of love.
Take away that wind an the wings are useless.
Take away that love and life has no meaning.
As birds need to fly, life needs to love.

Take that love away
and life will be
two mortally wounded birds
on a window sill.

Sometimes, I hear your voice

by 'Name Withheld'

I turn, but you're nowhere in sight.
Sometimes, I wake in the night
And see your eyes shining in the darkness;
I blink, and they're gone.
Sometimes, I hear your laughter
Echoing across my soul;
I catch my breath, and it's silent.
Sometimes, I feel your heart beating againstmine;
Your warm fingers caressing my cheek,
Your soft lips pressing against mine,
Sometimes, I just miss you...

Love is Hell

By 'Name Withheld'

You were my hunny, you were my baby;
I had not a doubt, not even a maybe.
I dreamt of the walk down the aisle and our life to follow;
While all the while you were empty and hollow.
Then something went suddenly wrong;
Like the lyrics to some bad country song.
In the blink of an eye it was over and done;
I had lost everything, but some other girl had won.
Sure we had issues, everyone does;
But I didn’t see the situation for what it really was.
Last I remember I was gasping for breath;
As the words “I don’t love you” stabbed me to death.
Tears came like rivers till my eyes were raw;
I drove and I drove, but the road I never saw.
Now my heart is in pieces, all ragged and torn;
In a box, in a drawer, full of hate and of scorn.
The wound, fresh as ever, still bleeds day to day;
And all I can wonder  - will it ever go away?
These salty friends soak my pillow each night;
While I lay and wait for the breaking daylight.
What do I do?
Do I dare love again?
Or do I leave that box locked - steering clear of all men?

Goth Enchantment"

by Holly Bystron

It struck me like a chord of innocence.
So quickley to cover my pure frame.
Being witty to find my arousal.

My soul ready to cave.
My fortitude stands to protect and to withstand the
grasping effect it carries.

The shadowy figure takes it's hold on me, setting off
a immortal plague through my spirit.

Thoughts of bewilderment replace my good soul.
My heart intertwines with metal.
Demonic intuitions override my once living soul

Transparent Life

by Holly Bystron

Take your hand
Show it through me
Look in my eyes
Nothing do you see

Deaf to my speech
Numb to my touch
Blind to my existance

Parasite clinging to your bvack
Oblivious to my needful attack

Feeding on a false sense of worth
I still feel nothing
I am merely dirt.


By Joyce Kilmer

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

Final Goodbye

by Analia Bolte

A lonely tear drop falls from my eye and
rolls down my cheek for this final good-bye.
Look at me closely, Hold me near,
Kiss me softly, Whisper in my ear.
I'll miss you dearly, my heart will break.
Please remember this promise I'm about to
make-"I will always think of you, I will
always care, I will always miss you, and want
you to be there."
So with my broken heart, as I start to cry,
give me one last kiss, for our final good-bye.

Morning Star

by Analisa Bolte

A star burns bright in the cold winter sky,
lighting the way for falling leaves, kissing
them with twinkle.
The other stars admire it, looking up at how
high it is.
It shines peacefully and desolate,
comfortable with it's solitude.
Yet, as the night goes on, other starts get
brighter, and other stars go higher.
I watch my star dim and fall, for it has been
beaten and feels how and lonely,
alone in the morning sky.
I cry, and slowly walk home, and start to
make a wish
on a star that is no longer there.


by Analisa Bolte

I live there...I live right there,
and I can do anything-I have to get out.
Unsatisfaction squeezes my heart like a
snake, and I am struggling to breathe.
My face turns ghostly white and I am sweating
beads of lukewarm sadness.
My hair falls down around my face, tickling
my ears. I think I have pretty hair.
I want to rip it out and strangle those with
it who get in my way.
I picture myself in a house of clay where it
always rains,
I am constantly rebuilding my house, and then
it rains again. This is my life.
This is my sad, sad story. I live...I live
here, right here. And I can do anything, I
have to get out.

Annabel Lee
By Edgar Allen Poe

It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,

That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name of Annabel Lee;
And this maiden she lived with no other thought
Than to love and be loved by me.

I was a child and she was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;

But we loved with a love that was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee;
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.

And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her highborn kinsman came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.

The angels, not half so happy in heaven,
Went envying her and me-
Yes!- that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my Annabel Lee.

But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea,
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.

For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the brighteyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by theside
Of my darling- my darling- my life and my bride,
In the sepulchre there by the sea,
In her tomb by the sounding sea.


by Anonomous

My heart bleeds like and open wound
Still fresh...
Begging for infection...
It spreads throughout my entire body
Like my heartbeat
Speeding through my veins
Taking over...

What time is it?
Time to move on...
But I can't
He won't let me.
Happiness is an illusion.
A goal set way out of reach.

Why me?
I'm stupid,
Why couldn't I see?
It's too late now...
The damage is done.
The infection continues to spread...
To my brain.
I am paralyzed by pain...


by Anonomous

Just thinking of you makes my blood boil.
Looking at you brings hot tears.
Your face...
Your eyes...
Playing games.
Don't you believe in truth?
Sincerity collides with deceit...
Causing an explosion...
An emotional holocaust.
Everything within me dies.
My heart crumbles to the pit of my stomach.
Ashes to ashes...
My mind is clouded with hopes,
Cluttered with dreams.
Dust to dust...
Is there any way around it?
Avoid it, as you avoid the truth?
Or must I continue to twist and turn
in this eternal whirlpool of hurt...
An unending torment to my heart and soul.

One Wish


If GOD gave me one wish I would wish for you to be with me.
To feel your arms around me when I think no one cares.
A shoulder to cry on when I think I cant go on.
Someone to stand behind me when im scared.
A soft gentle smile that brightens my day when it all seems grey.
A pair of eyes to show me someone cares.
If GOD gave me one wish I would wish for you to be

Shattered Dreams


I sit alone in my bed
My thoughts and dreams of you swim in my head
The darkness takes over
I see a image of you
It shatters at my feet
But a handful of shards is all that remains
Blood dripping from my hands
I cry out but no on hears
I wonder to myself does anyone care at all?
The light of day brings me back
And I realize without you my life is but a broken dream
And I will forever love you

We Belong Togeather


You are my soul mate
and my destiny.
You are in me, and I in you.
You are my every breath
in the soft beat of my heart,
in my sweet, soothing dreams.
As I whisper your name,
it becomes part of me
and fills me with serenity...

You have captured the essence of me,
nurtured me,
and showered me with you.
I have tasted your soul
and savored its sweetness;
it cannot be compared to anything I've experienced before.
You are in me, and I in you.
Together, we belong.
Together, our love has grown.
Within our grasp, within our reach,
beautiful promises will flourish.
I am the petals on a delicate flower;
you are the stem that strengthens me.
You give me life;
you nourish my soul.

You are in me, and I in you.
I have opened my heart to let you in.
It is only you who can explore the depths of me,
and I surrender willingly to your love,
for it is the essence of your love that gives me purpose.
I Love You.

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