Batman's poems.
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Samntha NewbieNice
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I've been sleepless for ten days, my head's tearing at the seams
There's too much inside my brain from the many built up dreams
As the seams break one by one, all the darkness starts to seep
All the nightmares in my mind are now loose on every street
Dreams all running rampant and destroying all the Towns
Zombie dogs, giant potato bugs and lots of sexy clowns
My dreams are all disgusting, and I want to run away
But I guess the right thing to do here is try to save the day
Now thinking of Batman to come and rescue me
Hiding so that the nightmares couldn't still view me
But watching Batman battle was turning me right on
So I had to dream of sex toys, until the urge was gone
And as Batman finally wins the fight
He sticks my dreams back in my head, tight
And he asks "Anything else I can do?"
Getting turned on again, I then replied "I'd like to do you"
After sex with the bat, I felt so much better
When suddenly Batman was in Freddy Krueger's sweater
"I'm just way too tired." the next words I spoke
When I opened my eyelids, and then I awoke
I thought it was real, but it was all a hoax -
I know that you think I'm just mediocre
But I'd hoped I could be the Batman to your Joker
You've broken me down to make me feel like mud
Stained my life's skin when you spilled all its blood
I've sat by the clock of this world as it ticks
Simply waiting and fading as you make me sick
And I know I'm no hero, but I can pretend
I've nothing to offer but words from my pen
So why do I bother? I know I won't win
I don't have a clue where I'd even begin
So I just cut my spine out and gave it to you
When you planted it in the ground, what kind of plant grew?
I hope that you got to see something brand new
Something so strange, did your mind go askew?
It's fine if you think that I'm nothing but dirt
Your pathetic attempts to be cruel do not hurt
I'm stronger than coal that's been crushed into diamonds
I'm larger than mountains, there's no need to climb them
I've caught all the stars and I've swallowed the moon
I've danced with the sun and flown with stray balloons
I've cried tears of seas and I've swum with the sharks
Collecting the lights of life, creating the dark -
This next poem is dedicated to my Tyler. I love him so much. I might even give my Batman role to him. Because he has had that much of an impact on my life. I love you Tyler. Here's to you:
Thank you for saving me on my darkest night,
For guiding me when I was too blind to see the light;
For catching me all of the times I fell, searching for a love it seemed I could not find.
Thank you for protecting me when I could not see your sheild,
Fighting my battles as if they were your own,
Binding my heart each time it broke, somehow you were the only constant each time it healed.
Oh Batman, if only I had known...
Think of all the years I have wasted,
Time spent captured by the Joker's smile;
If only I had realized sooner,
How you always wiped away his tainted paint,
How you were all I ever needed.
Batman,
I see you lurking in the shadows,
Watching and waiting to fight.
I'm sorry I have taken away so many years from you,
Watching me instead of evil;
Listen closely to the cries in the night-
It is not my tears you hear;
Justify the wrong I have surely corrupted you with,
Save the world as you always do.
And Batman?
Before you go,
There's something you should know...
I will always be your Robbin. -
Sorry wrong thing, the last one I posted wasn't it, not the one I was writing for Tyler. Sorry for the inconvenience.
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I'm whisking away in the depths of Hell
Disappearing without a sign
Without a sound
Without a trace
Without an indication of my murder
No one hears my cries
Or my shouts
Nothing that involves dissolving this pain
No company except for my own
But that's nothing
When I yell
It's muffled by shrieks
When I cry
No one hears
When I die
No one will grieve
And when try no one will be there to stop me -
I'm trying to mend my heart
Using all the toughest glues
But it's not working
It falls right back into pieces
Scattered in the ashes
I reach my hand in
Looking for the other piece
I finally found it,
Plucking it out of Hell
Thinking it's my Heaven
Looks are deceiving
Looks are deceiving
No matter how pretty of a picture
There's always dementors.
And he was my dementor.
Many days passed
It grew tired
Endless, sleepless night
Crying into my pillow
Wishing the pain would stop
Wishing it would go away
Never never never
Looks are deceiving
Looks are deceiving
Looks.
Are.
Deceiving.
You'll have to look past the barrier
Into their soul
To know if they are an angel
Or a demon. -
Is it possible for love?
Possible for caring so much it hurts?
Yes it's possible.
Is it possible to be hurt?
Is it possible to have your heart broken?
Yes it's possible.
Is it possible to hate someone but love them all the same?
Is it possible to cry yourself to sleep over a person?
Yes it's possible.
Is it possible?
Yes it is.
Everything is possible
Being hurt is possible
Having your heart broken is possible
Everything is possible
No matter what.
Love and Pain defines gravity
Having both is possible
Everything is possible
Everything is possible. -
Bump
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When the darkness has risen
You know you're too late
But you still try
But still in your heart,
A small part is filled with doubt
But you still try.
You call 911
You get an ambulance
They come
Your hopes rise
But only to be shot down
They tried nothing
They zipped the body bag
And carried away the last brother you had
They leave you screaming
Crying out for him to come back
Wishing somehow your voice would bring him out of this daze
Your mind goes through your memories of him
Picturing the smile on his face when you sung to him
Remembering how scared he was of mom's Man-of-the-hour.
You cared for him
And you never gotten to say good bye
To say how much you loved him
To say that he is a great big brother.
Your heart starts racing
Your terrified
You ask yourself "how will i live without him?"
But you quickly remember
This has happened before
You always ask the same question
But it always remains unanswered
Because you know that after fifth death
Your heart stopped beating -
Everywhere I go.
I leave a trail of tears
And blood
But I guess deep down
I wanted to try something new
Cause now behind me
Is a trail of broken hearts -
My heart I broken
I am unhappy
But I know the choice will make others happy
So I go along
Strapping myself in for the bumpy ride
Silently crying
Asking why cant I be happy for once
But I know why already
If your a girl,with an eating disorder, a f---ed up life, cries herself to sleep every night, watched people die, cuts herself because there isnt anything left that you find joy in
The world doesn't want you to be happy
It doesn't,
Nothing does.
After being clean
It pops in my head again
Gnawing at me
And this time
I won't be returning. -
On the outside I'm smiling
But on the inside I'm dying -
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