Them

Voices,
Screaming, tearing, yelling, running,
Souls without homes,
Wandering, hoping, wistefully wishing.
But no one comes,And they are left alone

- Goth Girl

The Maiden

Never the less,
Always in distress,
The maiden screams,
But no one can hear.
People pass her by,
Thinking Freak.
She cries,
But no one consoles her,
Distraught she runs,
Hoping to find a path.
Will anyone see her?
Help her?
Tell her its okay?
Or will they stand?
Like they always have

- Goth Girl

A Shell

Alone I walk through the night.
Cold and frost jumping out at me.
Darkness consuming,
A shadow croses my face,
Is this the end,
Will my pain finally win?
But it never does ,
it just squeezes my heart,
And leaves me empty.

- Goth Girl

??

Missing,
My heart is,
Empty
- Goth Girl

Hope is running out

Hope can only go so far,
And when it runs out,
You're left with despair.
Alone you may walk,
Your heart constricted,
To never be free again.
Is everything empty?
Nobody knows,But we know that hope is lost.

- Goth Girl

Intro

Well this is all going to be poems I write. I guarentee that most of them will be very dark. I'm not the type of person who sits and says : I want to write a poem. and the sits down and brain storms and tries really hard to right a poem. Sorry but that's not my style. Somtimes I'll be doing something and then a poem will jus come to me and I'll right it down somewhere. Most of them I don't even think about the words just flow through me. And I think that's the key to really good poems. You don't write the poem, it makes you write it. So here are the random peices of art that just come to me...
Goth Girl xox