multipule poems!

#1.
your eyes shine like the stars that light up my night, and i must thank you
for never have i felt something so beautiful.
now youre ghost leaves your body and a sillhouette is all that's found.
no more dreaming.
I know it's not my fault, but if it makes a difference, I'm sorry.

#2.
I'll think of you in my darkest hour.
The two of us, the same rain shower.
The sea will meet the land again, but the currents won't wash away your blood in the sand.
Your skin itches to be broken,
your deepest regrets remain unspoken.
But as you float away tonight,
grip onto your dreams and hold on tight.

#3.
I remember every night I watched you cry.
I remember how I watched you die.
You cried yourself to sleep that night.
You ran away, towards the light.
You said that no one ever cared.
You must have forgottent that I was there.
So now you look down at me.
You say one day, I'll be free.

#4.
Tonight, tonight, we fly away.
Forever and ever, escape our fate.
Blood runs black through your veins,
your face is blank, you're in a daze.
This blade you hold so dear and tight
The tears you cried wish you good night.
You rean and ran on many tries.
That anxiety gave you butterflies.
Hushabye now, there's no one left.
You've become nothing but a sillhouette.
Run as fast as your legs can take.
It's a matter of time before you break.
Run, run! for days on end.
You wished you only had a friend.
I'll come to you in your sleep tonight.
I'll let you know everything's alright.

#5.
your life runs through my veins, like a flower's roots spread through the ground, giving me an everlasting adrenoline rush.
your smile. it's contagious.
when i close my eyes, i am greated by your crimson ones. that same smirk plays apon your lips. i don't run from the nightmare, i embrace it, with all i've got.
you are my drug. im addicted and can't go the day without you.
your soft voice lulles me to sleep, and your heart beat gives me butterflies.
when you sleep, you dream. you can't stop thinking and it carrie's you on into the night, where you'll lie awake in bed, grasping for hold of reality, until, you cry yourself to sleep.
fare will carry you to an everlasting dream.
the adrenoline rush, though, will live on.
but this time, it will be my life through your veins.
and maybe even on your hands.

#6.
i watched you suffer all along.
you whispered screams.
you sang that song.

the tears that threatened to sting your eyes.
that anxiety gave you butterflies.

you sat and watched the days go by.
you never cared.
you only cried.

so when you start to feel that pain.
you continue that song that the bird once sang.

your like a caged bird
fragile and broken.
you had so much to say.
but none was spoken.

and when the days drag on by,
i will remember when i watched you die.

it took one bullet to the head.
it all rushed.
you were dead.

i try to remember the song you loved.
i'll find out soon enough.
i'll see you above.

#7.
if the rain continues to fall down, i think we're all gonna drown.
in somthing more than just our fears.
she's waiting and watching.
you're falling apart.
but even i know, you'll carry her memory in your heart.

#8.
she watched the skylines.
she waited for the day when the bleeding never stops
and your pulse drops.
you lay there silently, screaming the loudest tune,
hoping she will come after you.
fragile are your wings, like that of a butterfly.
but yet, they are strong, like an angel's.
you'll float, you'll soar.
you fly forever more.

#9.
stuck in the creases that are my sheets.
blood stained and warped are those which this child came and died on.

this child was mine, this child was yours.
this child is gone, dead, no more.
it came 5 months early, in my sleep.
that damned nightmare.
that god damned nightmare.

i fell, i screamed.
i awoke to a real nightmare.
i lost our baby.
i lost what we had worked for.

i knew you are going to be disapointed, so i wont tell you untill the day comes.
when you ask why my tummy grows no more.
when you ask where the baby went, i will say it left.

all because of that damned nightmare, our child is gone.
it's all my fault, in a twisted and warped kind of sense.
(this was about a miscarraig, if you didn't catch on. i myself didn't have a miscarraig or get preggers for that matter, but this is purely fiction. i am sorry if you did have to experiance a miscarriage, and if so, i will dedicate this to you, even if you didn't lose the baby in the same situation.)

Ah, I've missed seeing your work, mon amie.
Number 3 was my favorite, though all were good. ^_^
Great work.

your such a great poet, keep it up please.