Drop a poem

[flameoftherhine]

Sleep sleep sleep
Oh why cant i sleep
Where have you gone?
Weve been friends for so long
As children we danced and sung songs
Sweet release under the moon
But now night is day
And all is undone
Bitter sweet sleep nearly at dawn
We traded dances for battles
And songs for curses
So sleep my friend here i am again
Alone and awake
Again i ask Where have you gone?
Sleep sleep why cant i sleep…
Thats how i felt all last week

I cannot tell if i like this attempt at poemening…ha new word… poemening the act of attempting a poem …

[jukebox]

nice one…

I walk alone with my fists clenched
fighting the demons off every day
I know there will be success if I try
not so some people say
Fight your illness as hard as you can
you will be happy some day.

[flameoftherhine]

Wow… thats good man.

Bees seem to love me
It was fine to land on my hand
But my bee friend brought company
And traded hand for face as the spot to land
So there i was with coffee in hand
And 13 bees crawling all over me
I felt the panic rise as i closed my eyes…
any way i ran away
To be stung another day

[Noise]

I’m wrong again
Or so they say
I know my sin
I won’t obey

They sneer at me
With sharpened words
"Just let me be"
But it still hurts

I stare at my shackles
Tightened to my bones
A lone star cackles
As my body groans

A tree stands silent
In this darkened land
Not hearing my lament
I raise a shaking hand

To the world I make my pleas
On deaf ears they fall
I’m begging on my knees
To weak to even crawl.

Alone I sit and wonder
Why I was made the fool
For every little blunder
But now im just a tool

I’m the favorite whipping boy
No others can do wrong
I’ve found the pain I can enjoy
Though not for very long

Rip me to shreds
Stab me in the back
I see rolling heads
I’m ready to attack

But they’re always too strong
And put me in my place
They tell me I’m wrong
And stick it in my face

Nobody listens
Nobody cares
No more lessons
I’m sick of the stares

The scars are remaining
And continue to bleed
My conciousness draining
As the vampires feed

Alone in this world
I pray for an end
In the vain hope
I’ll be happy again.

[Borath]

A hydra to slay
one after another
the heads replace each other
sever one, another sprouts
with even more poisonous fangs
and forked tongues flicking
i with my puny sword fencing off
the onslaught of these seven heads
seven dragons in one dragging its body
advancing from its den
exhaling infernal flames
and i am Jason with a sword and shield
retreating and fencing
the green beast rears its body
i move in and pierce its chest
its hellish heart
and the hydra’s heads scream in unison
as the beast thuds
in a cloud of brown dust
at my sandaled feet
i the ego, the I!