Lots of poems made by me. Enjoy

Kill the light:

This may not make any sense,
But this is what I like,
When you feel passionate
about something,

You gotta go for it,
Take chances,
Don't run,
Don't go,
Don't even think,
Just kiss me,
If you think you'r scared,
Look into my eyes,
My heart, my mind, my soul.

Become a victim,
Struck down in you'r prime,
Being touched,
Being felt,
Being held,
Being hugged,
It's all you want,
I know, I can see,
Lower and debase yourself,
Angel, Kill the Light.

Shadows Phate:

Lurking around every corner,
He sticks to his brother within every creep,
The starer, the screamer, the darkness,
Prepared to make havoc and negative problems,
Sighs at his abismal creation,
Wondering life in a totally different vision,
Mystical and Violent,
The silence is needed from him,
POOF!...he's gone.

Missing You Already Kirsten Jones, the girl I love.

Missing you already,
I need you in my arms,
I want in my head,
This is my state,
The other people,
The little people,
The looks those guys give you,
It tears me apart,
In my arms, my head, my heart,
Please, babe, don't go,
Pack you'r bags, but don't go,
Slap me, but don't go,
Just kiss me,
Missing you already,
But when you get back, I'll miss you more.

Boulevard of Broken Dreams: (green day rule!)

Willowingl
y,
Don't stop,
Creep, turn and slide,
Began to cry and gayly slid,
Darkness and light,
Both opposites,

This is in the middle,
You'r in the middle.
Don't stop,
Keep running,
Maybe you'll find you'r way,
But.....do any of us know where we are going?
Maybe to the seaside with our friends,
Or to that place inside us with all the fear,
All the echo,
All the displaceme
nt.
Don't stop.
Hide you'r broken dreams.

The Evanescenc
e:

Going Under,
Towards the beat,
To the resurextio
n,
Falling,
Breaking,
Re-forming into a new life,
By the minute,
The world revolves around Satan's people,
It may be loved,
Hatrid is Loved.
Become a master, thus now hero,
The teachings become reality,
Those teachings in you'r head.
The Evanescenc
e,
no way out.

Too Tired to Write:

I'm too tired to write and too hurt to say these things,
My pulse is pumping the love I'v got for you,
My mind can't think staright,
Just thinking of you,
I bet you are thinking the same thing,
Maybe it isn't all that simple and easy,
Too many questions,

So little time,
Do it now,
Or I may lose you forever,
I slept with you'r sister,
Are you mad?
I'm too tired to say it,
I don't care and I bet you don't,
Give it up,
We won't be together,
But I can still imagine.
Night.