~The Broken Poet </3

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This is  where we're going to be writing our poems I suppose. -

I guess there should be a warning, We write very dark poems most come from the heart meaning, we have felt all the pain we write about. If you came about this somehow on your own. Welcome. For those who know my facebook page, thank you for coming here.  There are two of us, The Broken Poet and The Black Rose.  We both sign our poems with our signature. 

Also, the catagory that says Bleeding Tears is The Broken Poet's section of poems and the catagory that is Dusk Roses is obviously The Black Rose's section.

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/Just A Little Hope/

Posted on June 22, 2016 at 8:05 PM Comments comments (0)


            This is the time, the time of triumph!

Yet why does she feel this,  

This pain in her stomach,

      In her chest, what is this?


Everything is so confusing,

        Why does she deserve this?

Soon later,

     She realized her life

    Was hollow...

    The pain forced her

     To become numb,

    She wasn't her,

               She was just there.


A numb soul

In a numb body,

Just waiting to be


Addressed,

Just waiting to be


Touched...


By someone...

Anyone,


With hope...

x- The Black Rose -x

/Hard Life/

Posted on June 22, 2016 at 7:55 PM Comments comments (0)


Life,

It's easy to say

It's hard,

But what about it

Is so difficult?

Times have

Changed,

Death is normal,

Crisis is free.


Power is

Commonly known,

Without me.


There wouldn't be

Much change,


One cannot make the change,

Unless...


You're rich,

Famous,

News worthy,

Not a simple individual like me.


A white privleged girl,

In a uncommonly world.

x- Black Rose -x

/He Loves Her/

Posted on June 15, 2016 at 10:20 PM Comments comments (0)

 



This was written by an anoymous fan:


She loves him,

but he likes her.


Is there something wrong with her?

What did she do?

She doesn't deserve this,

But she's letting this happen.

 

She loves him,

But he loves someone else.

What's so different between her and them?

What do they have that she doesn't?

I don't see the big fuss in them.

 

She loves him,

She breaths for him,

He doesn't even think of her.

I don't understand,

She's so perfect...

Why does he keep leading her on?

 

"I miss you..."

"You make me smile..."

"You're just so beautiful to me.."

 


All these lies,

Do you know what you're doing?

Giving her hope...

That's just putting salt in the wound...

 

She loves you,

While you love someone else.


Can you really be that blind?

Can you really play with someone like that?

 

You love her,

While I love you...


 

I don't understand...


 

Neither would you.

-Just A Broken Fan

/Your Bite/

Posted on June 14, 2016 at 10:30 PM Comments comments (0)
Everything about you makes me go a little insane....
But those teeth of yours intrigue something in me, 
That filthy mouth of yours
Makes me wonder 
What would 
You 
Do 
To
Me?
 
There's something about your bite, 
That brings out the worst in me.
God I crave you.
This is my new 
Drug. 

I'm so impatient. 
Being forced to wait,
Don't dissapoint me. 
Be glad I need 
You this much.

I'm obsessed with that mouth of yours, 
What could you do to me? 
I need your bite. 
Your teeth 
Sinking into my skin. 
What
Do 
You
Want 
To 
Do to me? 

Against a wall, 
Your body pressed against mine. 
Bite marks down my neck...

You don't know how badly 
I need that bite of yours.
Pin me down, 
Claim me yours,
Use those teeth 
I crave...
Those teeth of yours.

Your bite is just enough, 
To bring me to 

The edge of myself. 

-The Broken Poet </3


/Just A Broken Fan/

Posted on June 14, 2016 at 1:55 AM Comments comments (0)

This was written by an anonymous fan:


Meeting you has questioned my future.

Your eyes give me hope but your actions bring me sorrow.

All these mixed signals break my heart,

Sitting alone in the dark not being able

To let you go tears me apart.

My hatred for you is weak,

And my love for you is strong

. Not knowing how to put it into words

Is hard,

This feeling is like no other,

I don't want to feel like this for another.

If only this feeling wasn't rare,

I wouldn't be as scared.

You know how I feel,

You haven't done a thing.

Do your actions reflect your feelings?

Why stay away when

We were so close?

All of these questions

I'm too scared to ask,

All of these things I want to say...

But I know I'll just break like glass.

What happened to you?

You haven't been the same.

Was it my words that made you insane?

Your own feelings buried away,

What made you be this way?

- Just A Broken Fan



/The Doll/

Posted on June 6, 2016 at 3:15 PM Comments comments (0)
Is that all I am to you? 
Hm. 
Lust is the only thing that's on your mind, 
I should've known.
I mean look at me, 
how could anyone ever love a doll like me? 

I'm a toy, 
I've never mattered.
You just pick me up and throw me around.
I'm just a toy.

When I fell I didn't expect my heart to crack, and break like my porcelain skin.
You ripped it out, my heart,
just like you did
with my poor plastic hair.

My painted smile is fading, 
whenever you fake something so long 
you get lost in the lie and sometimes even 
sick
of
it.

"Soon, but not yet." Why won't you just touch me? 
Play with your doll, 
love your doll,
pretend with your doll. 

I'm just a toy, 
I never mattered. 
You just pick me up and throw me around. 
I was never your favorite to play with.

I'm just collecting dust. 
you have that other doll of yours? 
That one will always outshine me. 
She's yours.
I never used to be,
I don't ever expect to be. 

You play with me, 
when you love her. 

Why am I even here? 
I'm not your doll,
you learned how boring I am. 
You stopped playing. 
I don't know if I should be relieved or not. 
I thought I couldn't live without you, 
you're doing just fine without me. 

I knew I didn't matter, 
I was just a toy. 
Now I'm just broken pieces of porcelain
you won't even dare to pick up. 

-The Broken Poet </3

/I Should've Been Quiet/

Posted on June 2, 2016 at 5:35 PM Comments comments (0)
I know something you probably already know.
If it wasn't ever all that apparent,
You must be
Both 
Deaf
And
Blind.
I sort of wanted you to feel something I couldn't,
Listen to me, 
I sound so pathetic.
You must be so sick of the 
Apologies
From my lips. 

I know something you might now want to know,
I just thought I should show you... 
But as I said, 
I'm pathetic, 
Just a coward. 

I thought that since I couldn't show you, 
I'd figure out a way 
To 
Tell
You.

I don't understand what's wrong with me, 
You 
Always said
That was a good thing, 
You
Always said to never 
Understand yourself. 
Will you let me understand you?

I know something you probably don't care about. 
I knew all along you were gonna be the death of me.
I still spoke to you,
I let myself fall down that hole.
Take me away.

I thought you wanted this, 
I thought I wanted you...
I thought you might've wanted me.
 
I chose
Once
Again 
The wrong thing,
Found another way to ease into 
insanity.
Your smile is enough to push me to the edge of myself, 
You don't know what you do to me. 
Don't 
Think
You 
Ever
Will. 

Don't look at me like you care, 
Don't pretend like this affects you.
Stop making this harder on me. 
I want you to forget me, I want you to just let go. 
I'm 
not 
That important 
To you.

Here's something I don't want to say, 
Here's something I don't want to wash away, 
Here's something I know you don't care about: 

I truly believed that I loved you, 
But that never mattered. 
You still would've 

Hurt me...

-The Broken Poet </3

/What Happened to me?/

Posted on May 6, 2016 at 9:30 PM Comments comments (0)


I lost you once and I never wanted to lose you again, 
I forgot how much I've missed you.. 
I forgot what your smile did to me. 
I almost forgot everything. 
What happened to me? 

You didn't change one bit, not that I wanted you to. 
But what happened to me? 
Did I just realize how dark my heart has gotten? 
Did I realize how you're living on without me? 
What happened to me? 

I forgot how it felt to be next to you, 
I forgot how it felt to crave your touch..
In all the years that you've known me did you really expect this much? 
I have so many questions I'm too cowardly to ask, 
I have so many things I've always wanted too say...
But I can never not disappoint myself. 

Remember when you saw something in me that was actually good?
Remember all the jokes we used to laugh about? 
Do you remember how much you used to make me laugh?

You gave me something to smile about, 
You gave me a reason why. 
You always saw the best of me, 
When all I did was cry. 

I tried to forget, I tried to resist myself...
I couldn't help but to see you again...
That was going to be my goodbye. 
That was gonna be my last time..
Just like how everything started, 
With me being shy.

I tried not to remember for the longest time, 
Couldn't get your laugh out of my mind. 
Still to this day after all of these years, 
After all of these years, 
still see the great in me. 
You still remind me of when I never used to cry. 

You didn't change, I didn't want you too. 
I wanted you to hold onto who you are, unlike what I've done.
I wanted to hold onto the memories, but I wanted to forget them more. 
They still hurt just as they did before. 

What did you see that was different from everyone else? 
Why did you choose me to lie to ... 
What was so special about me? 

I'm just a freak, I'm just there... 
In the back of the room where no one could see me, 
You chose me out of a large crowd and inprinted on me...

All I have ask anymore is... 
Why me?...

What happened to me?

-The Broken Poet </3

/Disappointment That I am/

Posted on April 25, 2016 at 9:50 PM Comments comments (0)
Do you ever think of me when I'm not there? 
Do you ever worry about me when you don't hear from me? 
Pondering thoughts that'll never be answered about the wonders of me. 
A broken little heart, looking for a way home. 
Though, 
home is not where this heart lays. 
Scars and open wounds spread across thy soul,
will that ever take away the pain? 

 A replacement, 
a failure, 
a downfall, 
a poison.
Everything I've ever done tainted with the blood of my own,
I was never a vision to anyone, why should I think you wre different? 

Do you ever wonder if I am crying? 
Do you ever wish to wipe my tears away? 
Did you ever see the brokenness in my eyes and 
wonder what could've done such a thing? 

I am a copy, all you see is someone else within me. 
Another disappointment and you realize how much I'm not 
who you want me to be. 

I told you I'm nothing, not worth your time.
 These little expectations of someone I'll never become, 
no matter how much you're wanting me to be. 

All of these lies you're spiting, 
they aren't doing anything but make me second guess myself. 

I was just the little thing that made you forget, 
that made everything go numb, even for a moment. 
You were the same drug for me. 
You used to be my high. 

You made me think for a moment, I'm not what everyone
Has made me to be. 
You then became them...
All the voices screaming at me to become something I'm not. 

Stop with all of the false hope.
Stop will all of the lies. 
Just stop with this act, 
you never actually cared. 

You became the disappointment in me,
you became who I didn't know, 
Someone who didn't know I was so gullible. 

You became everyone, 
the only voice in my head. 
You're the only thing that's screaming the commands,
Reminding me how much I've never done...

You still see them within me,
don't you?
Just wait until the next disappointment,
I'll never hear the end of. 

-The Broken Poet </3


/Open Eyes/

Posted on February 18, 2016 at 4:50 PM Comments comments (0)

I'm fighting to keep my eyes open,

  My breaths short,

 unstable,

 shaky.

 I'm decaying right in front of you,

 and you're breaking in front of me.

 Your eyes speak louder than words,

what do you see in mine?

 A tint of green behind the screen of reassurance?

 Can you see the reflections in the broken glass? I'm fighting to keep my eyes open.

I'm barely breathing in front of you.

 All they want is lust.

I just want you happy.

Unlike me.

I'm so worried.

I don't know what you know.

Can you show me?

I'm fighting to keep my eyes open.

I am almost steady.

What if I wasn't anything but a dream?

Would you wake from our reality, or dream with me under our own stars.

 Are you still breaking?

I can't see.

I still don't know what you know, why won't you show me?

Do you not trust me enough?

Do you not know me?

I'd show you my scars, and my wounds from previous self battles.

I'd show you, I'd tell you anything you want to know.
But what about you?

I'm fighting to keep my eyes open, this dream isn't as pefect as I wanted it to be.

Please just tell me if you're breaking.

I sitll can barely even breath, like that even matters.

I'm just decaying.

Are you ever going to show me what you know?

Or are you just going to hide from me?

-The Broken Poet </3

/Look At Me Now/

Posted on February 18, 2016 at 4:35 PM Comments comments (0)

I cried, myself to see last night, there goes another tear.

 I cried my eyes to a blood red,

oh there goes another fear.

 I told myself I wouldn't get attached. Look at me now.

 Preaching to no one who cares.

 Attemating a detox,

 attempting a recovery from recent abuse.

 The drug was always you.

 My tourniquet is tight enough,

 my blood is flowing too much too well.

I cried sleeping tears once again,

  bitter tears...

nothing but fears.

 I told myself I would my think of those times.

 look at me now, bleeding for no one who cares.

 Look at me now, a whole new shade of green.

 A whole new side of me.

Jealousy,

an act of pettiness.

 Jealous of my past.

 I'm crying once again, god only knows this reason.

 Tears as bitter as my past.

 I had nothing then,

 I am nothing now.

 Eyes as green as my thoughts.

Jealousy is me now.

Greener than they never were, greener knowing who you know.

  They'll never care, they'll never cry for you.

An act of lust is all they crave,

 not an act of faith or love.

  Attraction is all they care about now,

 attraction indeed is all they'll ever know.

My eyes crying tears as bitter as your fears,

 what would they ever know about you?

Craving thy touch and not thy feels,

craving thy lust but not thy heart.

 I'm even greener thinking I ever meant anything too you.

  They swoon, they drool.

But will they ever know you?

  Eyes reflect the broken pieces in someone being.

 What do you see in mine?

 A little darkness,

 not much light.

 A little fixed in a spot or two,

 but never mended the pieces of you

-The Broken Poet </3.

/All The Memories/

Posted on January 13, 2016 at 9:45 PM Comments comments (0)

They're getting worse...

All the thing we used to laugh about,
they all went down the drain...
I barely even know who 
I am without you. 
I attempted to forget..

They're getting worse...

We spent years knowing what 
was a head. 
We spent years pretending. 
You spent years attepmting 
to pick up all the peices. 
Most of them cutting their way into your skin. 

They're getting worse...

I can't open up my wounds to anyone else, 
they won't heal, 
they won't scar like the old ones.
I remember when I couldn't loose you..

They're getting worse...

I remember when I thought I loved you...
I never got to say my final goodbye. 
If you can hear my cries, 
feel the pain I still 
lay wide 
awake about...
Then know this is my goodbye.

They're getting worse if you understand me...

I didn't think they'd scream this loud, 
the memories from our past?
I didn't think it'd be this hard..

If you understand me, 
I'm trying to forget everything 
I meant to say goodbye when I tried to see you, 
but alas I knew it wasn't going to happen.

If you understand me, 
there will always be the times 
when all there was you...

My life support. I'm pulling the plug... 

If you understand me, you won't 
heal.

-The Broken Poet </3

/Voodoo is their game/

Posted on January 8, 2016 at 9:20 PM Comments comments (0)
They ripped my heart,
into two, 
stuck needles and pins through my flesh, 
through my bones. 
All I'll ever be is revenge. 
Their choice in magic, 
as black as the hearts that
never used to beat. 
Ignorant minds attempting to cast
a spell on those unlucky to be true. 
Don't try and get sucked into the 
nothingness 
that 
will always be their eyes.
At first coming off as 
beautiful, 
caring, 
loving. 
Then the shell melts away 
the second the spell wares off. 
A face full of regret and pain, 
powers of persasion could be used in so many ways. 
They had to chose the only way they knew.
They ripped my heart into two, 
stuck needles and pins, 
I have no one anymore to talk to
you, know who I'm talking about. 
If you understand contact me 
before I cave in...
-The Broken Poet </3

/"Your World"/

Posted on December 24, 2015 at 5:10 PM Comments comments (0)


This was requested by a fan:


After everything,

all the lies,

every word that you said,

after everyting we did.

I thought I was your world,

the world that was just another lie

Too young to love, too old to cry.

I remember all the little things we used

to dream..

All the plans we'll never see through

 and through.

My world is in a spiral... my heart can't breath with

this fog, this smoke.

Every.

Single.

Word

that you said just a spark to

something that was already about to crack and burn.

 I truly thought I was your world.

I am your world...

The world you left to die.

After everything I said,

everything I finally did...

All I ever was to you was a lie.

-The Broken Poet </3

/Leading Away/

Posted on November 11, 2015 at 5:50 PM Comments comments (0)

My heart's leading me to places

unknown, never truly understood.

"Let your heart take you away."

"Do whatever your heart tells you to."

"Dream a better dream when there's nothing but nightmares."

Everything repeated, all the words I never

used to loath.

My heart is leading me to places unkown, never truly understood.

Every.

Single.

Lie.

 Spoken with a know it all smile,

"Your heart thinks more than your brain ever will."

The idiocy spoken all around me. If my

heart really did think it would know;

where I was being taken,

where I was being held,

where I'm being led to.

My heart is leading me to places unknown, never truly understood.

All the words I've never spoken, all the actions never acted upon.

Such a pathetic idoit, as I lead myself into beieving I actucally

mattered. I know now I'll never be able to turn back,

to leave the world I've just barely created to just barge into yours

asking you to lead me to a better Hell than this.

My heart such a pathetic organ, leading me to believe that I don't

love you. But how can that be?

-The Broken Poet </3

/Suffocating/

Posted on October 27, 2015 at 8:00 PM Comments comments (0)

There's nothing here..

nothing there.

  Nothing anywhere.

 Just an act, Just a game.

 No spark, no name.

  There's nothing here...

nothing there...

  I don't think there ever was a something.

  Just trying to forget,

we all know how

hard one can fall without knowing anything at all.

 Theres nothing here..

 nothing there...

No where

 is

 somewhere

 I wanna be.

  Fallen hard

not even for you,

 my love

that

 burned

 so bright

 and full,

 never

 for you ...

The flames catch

 the drapes

and the smoke and flames .... 

There's nothing here nor there...

 Ashes falling Down into the fever flames,

the oxygen 

barley breathable.

 Used to the pain,

 the burning from the smoke

 and the flames.

 Suffocating once again, the weight of the world  just caving in.

 There's nothing here

 nor there...

I'll bury my secrets with me when I die...

 Holding them closer than anything else before.

 Nothing here for you there.

  You haven't suffocated like I have.

Nothing here for you here.

Not until

you get used to

the pain...

-The Broken Poet </3

/All the memories/

Posted on October 24, 2015 at 2:05 PM Comments comments (0)

Where are you?...

Can you hear me calling your name, or hear those sweet memories when we laughed and cried

We waited together, we rushed together

In a moonlight to daytime dream,

Don't you remember me?

Come back to me...

Don't you wish things could be the way it used to be?...

Don't you wish you could just be... Happy?

x- Black Rose -x



/The Withered Rose/

Posted on October 24, 2015 at 1:50 PM Comments comments (0)

Rain,

Only it could make me bloom

So then came a drought of sorrow

Even it, make my day as madness turned me grey to dark in days

x-TheBlackRose-x


/No glory of a story/

Posted on October 24, 2015 at 1:50 PM Comments comments (0)

You know what you did, you've seen the end

For your eyes, tell your story

Sorrow and tragic, no glory of a story

Time and time again, you try making that feeling go away

Sorrow and tragic. no glory of a story

You waste your life away

Trying to forget what you did

Sorrow and tragic, no glory of a story

Yours did the same after a while you did to your deadly romance

Your heart, stopped.

x-TheBlackRose-x



/Until the End/

Posted on October 24, 2015 at 1:45 PM Comments comments (0)

They talk, laugh, tease or bully

It's all the same

You act, your smile

It's all the same.

You try, you lie

Again, agian

Your all the same, until the end

 

x-TheBlackRose-x




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