Batman's poems.
Thread Topic: Batman's poems.
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It's something that doesn't turn on me
I know whenever I have it
I'm not completely alone
I have the notes,
And the lulibies
That brings me sleep
It loves when I hit the repeat button
Enjoying the lyrics
Letting the words sink in
And rising my moods on my darkest days
Understanding the passion through it
And not a few words smashed together
There's more to it
Not just screams and shouts
If you understood it like I do
The screams send messages that you are blind to -
Someone needed another project
So they choose me
Said I'll my weaknesses
And I turned to putty
Said all the right things
And butterflies grew
They did everything perfect
But little did I know
They had eyes for someone else
Someone else
They played with me
Until I broke
Laughed at me
Behind their mask
But their mask said differently
It was all a facade
And I fell for it
Straight into his trap -
Bump
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I broke it
You didn't need to
I's my fault
your sentence ended early
It's my fault
You couldn't grow
It's my fault
Your mom is crying
It's my fault
Your dad is abusing
It's my fault
That you didn't live til the
End -
Her stomach flutters with the
butterflies
He teased her
Softly grazing his lips across hers
She whimpered wanting the kiss she desperately need to have
He grabbed her waist and pulled her in close
She hitched her breath
Ready for what was coming
He roamed his hands along her sides
His hands resting right below her butt
She wanted what was coming
It was her survival
She wrapped her arms around his neck
Attempting to pull him in
But he didn't budge from his position
He pulled her in closer
Chest to Chest
She looked into his eyes
The purple blue clashing with the gold rings
Mesmerizing
She moaned
She needs this
But why wont he give in
"Keane, are you alright?" She asked, scared she did something wrong
He bent down, his lips right next to her ear
"I'm perfect as long as I'm with you"
He slowly pressed his lips against hers. -
We embraced in a dream
but thats all it was.
I felt your kisses and your arms around me once more
and it felt so real.
Love is only enough in fiction.
Im swimming through thoughts and emotions and
coming across fragments that feel so recondite to me.
Its enough to drown in.
I loved you once.
When we were together,
my heart skipped beats like it was trying to savor
every last one.
Were all slaves
and freedom lies in madness.
Im bound by wanting more,
needing something I cant find.
My fingers long to grasp this veiled illusion.
I left you and I cried
because I couldnt understand the reason why.
When I left, I shattered the illusions we made real
Your silence breaks my heart. -
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You suck at writing poetry.
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Thank kew very much
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This poem I didn't write. I found the lovely note in my locker. And I would like to share it with the world! mwhahaha >:3 'lil Wes is gonna hate me XD oh well.
Do not listen, Do not cry.
You look beautiful, and I do not lie.
People say mean things,
Do not listen to what they say,
My lovely CJ, they do not mean it in any way. -
If this is the end, then I'll say my goodbyes
There will be tears
There will be shouts
There will be threats
But in the end, they aren't the ones going away
I'll be me
Making the picture, continuing my drawing
As my story stops writing
Then there will be my book, my tale
The Girl Who Tried To Live
But she didn't make it to the end -
I wonder if someone says broken bones hurts more than the words spilling out of you mouth
That they actually will
When actions speak louder than words
Or the lies you say
Or when you hit me
Or when you walk away
Or when you don't bother
It hurts, when not cared
It hurts to be forgotten
I wonder how the other side feels
Watching us scrambling for spots on the ladder
So we don't have to face the fire
That envelops our fears,
And uses it against us
I wonder how they can sit back and watch
Watch us cry out in mercy
Watch us scream for help
Watch us suffer from being malnourished because no one would give a damn to lift a finger
I wonder how they can just watch this happen
And the guilt wouldn't feel like lead in their blood,
Constantly bringing them down
Lower and lower to the ground,
Where we can finally see them
The people who watch us die
Slowly and unbearable
The ones who couldn't pull a trigger to give us a quick death.
I wonder how they live
Seeing this happen
It's a miracle they aren't as insane as us
The ones who push through, no matter how bad someone tell us,
We won't make it
It's miracle. It's one disguised at death, and an angel.
It's funny......they must think.....
How some of us actually try!
How some of us try to push forward while everyone else is telling us we can make a difference.
That we won't survive to make it to the end
To actually laugh every once in a while.
But we will make it. At least I hope.
At least I hope we do...... -
Somehow I wonder if I survived
Survived this apocalypse that was unleashed onto our world,
If I would act differently.
Decided if I had battle scars why not show them.
Show them how I survived.
How I went on, in life.
Despite the accidents that happened.
I wonder....
But I will never know.....
Since this is not my place....
This world......I wasn't supposed to be born this way.....
Not like this.
But I was..
And I didn't survive.
My story already stopped writing.....
Not more full pages,
they are blank.
Tom Riddle's diary blank.....
The words I've written are hidden
but no one will discover.
They are lost
And forgotten,
as will I.
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