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Revised version of meet the monster

 

Meet the monster

 

I feel the evil from within.

Clawing at the back of my mind.

I hold in my urges.

I suppress the demon.

I look in the mirror.

I see what lies ahead.

I drop to my knees.

I lose my control.

A scream echoes in my head.

My ears are bleeding terror.

It’s time you met the monster.

It’s time you met the addiction.

 

Well there you go.

We all have our own private monsters to deal with. Its only when we refuse to face them,or let them control our lives that we are truely helpless!

My monster is my intense rage and how easy it is to prevoke it. Luckily I got over my drug addiction years ago I dedicated this to my father. I feel a sense of pride over this poem. My father said this was his biggest motivation when he quit coke.

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rage....i know how it feels. i LOVE your poems. who knows, you might be the second edgar allan poe

(the only reason i could spell his name is i have one of his books by my computer. for when my games are loading. almost done with the tell-tale heart :biggrin:

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  • 2 weeks later...

The Valley

I once flew on the wings of despair. Soaring through my broken dreams.

I once walked through the valley of despair. Drowning in my own sorrows.

The ice on my heart numbing the hate. The stone walls trapping the sadness.

Stoic I stood watching my life from the outside. Hell felt like home, home was an empty memory.

My sanctuary hidden by shadow. It's path darkened and blacked out.

You found me in the valley, broken and defeated. Battered and bruised.

You took my wings from me. You gave me hope. You gave me new wings.

You shone like a light. You made the darkness vanish.

You carried me when I couldn't walk. You spoke for me when I was mute.

You were my eyes when I was blind. My ears when I was deaf

You brought me the fire. you brought me the hammer.

I let go of my hate, my sadness, my pain, and my apathy.

You left faster than you came but left an everlasting memory.

I now soar on the wings of hope. High above the valley.

I take my armor off to you and lay down my sword.

Here I lay in the new valley, the valley of hope. Protected by my memory.

Forever walk in the valley.

 

Ah hah I knew this was somewhere and I found it. Thank you for your compliment reaper but I doubt I'll be the next Poe. I like writing but poetry isn't my forte I like writing stories.

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I haven't realy named this one yet.

 

I am the shadow that hides the light.

I am the broken sign that leads you down the field of strife.

I am the dark cloud that blocks out the sun.

I am the pain you feel when you should love.

I am the blood that runs down your arm.

I am the cold you feel on a warm night.

I am the dark corners of your mind.

I am the emptiness in your life.

I am the death of everything.

 

I'm not quite sure what direction this was intended but I think this might become a quote for one of my evil characters. Possibly Detias maybe Daemon.

your a great poet blacksnake nice work

 

Col John Sheppard

*gasp* Oh my god you forgot to capitalize the B..YOU FORGOT TO CAPITALIZE THE B GATDANGINT!!! You're dead to me Sheppard DEAD!! nah just kidding.

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Guess what biatches? New poem (and a slightly different more Blacksnakish attitude).

 

Iconoclast

I am the iconoclast

I break down your beliefs.

I do it for fun.

I do it for money.

I do it for twisted pleasure.

I do it because I love to watch you squirm.

I do it because I'm just plain malicious.

Or am I?

No I do it to open your eye's.

I do it to carry you from your blind path.

I do it to strengthen you.

to bring you from the darkness to see the light.

I do it out of kindness.

I do it for karma.

I do it to because it's my contribution to the world.

I am the Iconoclast.

 

I got more poems simmilar to this one comming soon hopefully.

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Got a new one in a series of personality poems.

 

Instigator

I am the instigator.

I am an agent of chaos.

I prey on the weak minded.

I spread discord and hate.

My deeds can bring nations to their knees.

I love to create problems.

I love to watch you anger.

I love to watch things die.

I am the instigator.

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