My Poetry - The Black Parade

darkestnight · 08-01-2008, 02:41 AM

These are poems I've written over the last year or so. Comments are exteremly appriciated.

Index:
Pg1- My Own Little World
Pg1- Destruction
pg1- Monster
pg2- Touching Shadows
pg2- Dear Friend,
pg2- What Misery Tastes Like
pg2- Relief Isn't There
pg2- Perfection
pg3- Horror Show
pg3- Grandpa
pg3- The Monster
pg3- While You Were Sleeping
pg3- Questions?
pg4- Christmas Smells Sweeter Somewhere Else
pg4- Happy New Year
pg4- A Walk
pg4- Photographs of 1998
pg4- Childhood Memories
pg4-This is When It Ends
pg4- Love Like...Winter?
pg5-Malignant?
pg5- Listening
pg5- I've Lost My Meaning Somewhere in Your Eyes
pg5- Paris is Beautiful this Time of Year

darkestnight · 08-01-2008, 02:42 AM

In my little world
No one can find me
The thoughts of those around me mean nothing
Because in my own little world I am nothing
And everything
In my own little world
I can be
Beautiful
And smart
And special
Not like in the real world
Where I’m
Plain
And average
And nothing
In my own little world I can
Be everything I could ever want to be
Because there are no chains to hold me down
No words to cut my soul
No people to tell me those negative things I already know
There is just me
And in my own little world
I can be happy

**VivreChem** · 08-01-2008, 02:45 AM

It's just as beautiful reading again. I still absolutely love it.
But I cannot stress enough that even in the real world you mean something. You are beautiful, you are far from average, and you are SOMETHING!
You make my day brighter. That may mean something, it may not. But I can guarantee you that it means a Hell of a lot to me.
So you better not forget it! :P

rawrx1394 · 08-01-2008, 10:12 AM

i'm left speechless.
<3

darkestnight · 08-02-2008, 01:53 PM

This haze has fallen over my eyes
All I can see is red
Cold and calculating
You wait for me to make a mistake
To let too much slip
In my current state
I would like nothing more
Than to reach across the table
That separates us and
Keeps us from each other
And put my fingers around your throat
I want you to see how it feels
When you cant breathe
How it feels when as the life drains out
Of your waste of a body
But in the end all I can do is stare
At the floor
Because even though I can destroy me
I can’t bring myself to destroy you

Twisted_Pixie · 08-02-2008, 02:03 PM

Wow, they're...wow.
But I can't help thinking that someone which this much talent IS something, IS special.

Issabbella · 08-09-2008, 10:53 PM

Ha. I'm going to go all mushy wife on you, so be prepared.

I LOVE YOUUU. You mean about six hundred and forty seven million, ninety four and 87 68ths, and 100 times more to me than life. These are just, speachless. I love them.

darkestnight · 08-09-2008, 11:03 PM

Today I wore a shirt that says ‘I am a monster’
Someone told me I didn’t look like a monster
I looked like Cinderella
I stood by the mirror for a long time after that
Trying to see
How exactly I looked like a princess
I couldn’t see it
My nose isn’t straight
I have too many freckles and blotches
I couldn’t see it
No matter how hard I looked
I guess what I know of my insides
Mar the way I perceive my outsides
I may not look like a monster
I may have honest eyes
But I lie so much
I may have a nice smile
But inside I’m screaming
My monster needs to be let loose
It beats against the cage I have built
And I know I won’t win
Because the monster consumed me
Because the monster is me

**VivreChem** · 08-09-2008, 11:04 PM

I still am amazed by it.
I just love it so much.
You are lovely and talented. And that is that.

Issabbella · 08-09-2008, 11:04 PM

Nu-uh. You are no monster. I swear.

But, I love that. Such emotional tragety. Absolutely astounding