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Creative Arts and Media => Creative Writing => Topic started by: Ben on May 05, 2015, 02:26:33 AM
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I'm trapped!
Help me the fire is coming,
Help me before my flesh starts burning...
I'm trapped!
Save me from what I'm becoming,
Save the light from the dark that's so cunning...
I'm trapped!
Salvage what's left the damage has been done,
Don't bother anymore I'm too far gone...
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So good it became a signature ;)
More please!
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Thanks :)
Yeah I'll post more here and there probably
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You better!! *smacks fist into palm*
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" The Soldiers Life"
The soldiers life is not for all
A soldier must be willing to give his all
He is overworked and underpaid
A truer patriot was never made
Ready to go at any time
Wherever there is trouble or the first sign
His courage and honor are unsurpassed
Ready and willing to complete the task
Travelling to lands both near and far
He stands his post and looks at the stars
Wondering what he might have done
If he had not chosen to carry a gun
Remember the next time that you are driving by
And see the flag flying proud and high
That somewhere out there a soldier stands
Weary and cold in a foreign land
Protecting our country from our foes
Standing tall and proud come rain or snow.
Author: SSgt. Scott E Hilligoss
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Ooooh I like it!
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Life just gets in the way,
Maybe I could find a way out.
Maybe some rope or a cut to the throat...
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I like your poetry. I'm not one for 'gritty' things but I think you have some talent in literature and I quite like your word choice.
Also, your reference link isn't working! Thought you should know. :)
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I'm usually pretty bad at poetry and writing, so when I think of something I jot it down real quick.
And thanks for letting me know. Looks like none of the links work so I'll go mess with that.
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You know, a poem by Charles Bukowski once said something similar, about how poetry shouldn't take 'forever' and comes to you.
Alright then, hope it works out!
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I've lost everyone that I left behind
I just left one day without a word
I guess I got what I deserve...
I'm sorry.
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There is no justice, there's just us.
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I absolutely love your work it's deep and expresses inner thought from a dark place it's amazing I do however want to through this out there because it's so dark don't be afraid to talk to anyone if you need too Ill deffenetly listen.
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Part one:
Why do
You
Look right through
What do I even mean to
You
Say I'm your everything but I know it's not
True
Love is all that I'm asking from
You
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Part two:
Every time I'm with you I feel a little piece of me die
Sitting in this chair trying to escape my own god damn mind
You smoke a bowl of my soul and I can feel the burning from inside
And now I can't even cry because the fire has taken my eyes
Hell is inside
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Very good.
I was watching an episode of Disjointed and I thought "that poetry sounds like Ben's"!
Consider setting some to psychedelic animation with background bongos.
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I'll consider it <.<
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I think it all started when I met you
Scared of what we could've been
I didn't know what to do
So I ran
But I couldn't leave you
So I came back for round two
Don't know why
But again
I hurt you
I said sorry and that's the last I ever spoke to you.
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Sitting with this gun against my head
Finger itching,
Trigger twitching,
Bang....
But I’m still not dead
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lies told me they’d help me
All they’ve done is kill me
Kill me
Please...
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Just know
You’re not alone...
You never have been.
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I miss you
But words won’t bring you back
All they’ve done is driven me mad
Drinking to get you out of my head
But you’re gone and I’ll never get you back
I want you so bad
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Breath in
Smoke filling my lungs
Forgot the point of the song that was ringing in my head
It’s gone now
So this poem is dead
:?
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This poem is solemn, but I like that it is somewhat calming.
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Is there even a point in trying to hide
If you saw me you'd probably be surprised to see I haven't di_
Tied the rope to end my own life......
it's kinda sad that this is all that runs through my head
Thoughts of suicide leaving all behind to
Wish I did more with the life I took in my own hands
But that's over now
Now I'm a different man
Honestly, I'm over feeling dread
Somebody cured me
but I don't remember
When
How
Who,
Saved me from that cursed land of fire and hatred
Maybe it was me
pushing positive thoughts through my head
I'd like to thank my subconscious....
Otherwise
I'd be dead.
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Thank you,
All of you,
You really mean a lot to me,
Without you I don't know where I'd be,
The voices finally set me free
I'M FREE!
I'm free
Holy shit I'm free......
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My mind sings to me
It’s a sweet song
But I may never sing along
For when I go to sing the whole thing
Slllllipppsssss away
Fades back into the dark bedroom
Eyes wide and mind foggy
I had a dream of a place
I opened the grand gates up wide
And I found
Nothing but a mirror and I just
Just
Just
Woke up
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This, I write to my future self,
In the future
I hope I make something of myself
A spectacular feeling creeps through
Your bones.
My
My bones it’s warm like the warmth of
Bourbon I guzzled down when I was Young minded and
Damn I lost this one.
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Good to see you still writing Ben ol' buddy!
*hugs*