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The Silent WhispersWhispers, sad life.
I hear them all.
My sobs in the dark.
My broken heart.
They all hate me.
They just do.
I may be weird and uncool.
But I can't love no more.
The whispers hurt, They are not true.
I cry before bed, As I lay the new wound.
My broken heart, does not exist.
I'm sorry, I am. I can't change,
Whispers in the dark.

The Silent Whispers
Mars Wilson
5-13-13
PoemThe Silent Whispers6 hours ago in Free Verse

The Blood TreeAs the blood drains your sorrow it drains your life, the cuts grow deep and scar us leaving judgment in the eyes of those who know not the feeling.The Blood Tree7 hours ago in Free Verse

Free As A BirdI'm free as a bird, broken inside.
I dreamed of you,
Your taste, your touch.
I followed you, you led me astray.
I died in vain,
The teardrops like rain.
You drank me dry,
You drained my lie.
You saw the truth,
But you always knew.
My life was lived.
I did it done.
You pulled the gun,
I shot me dead.
I'm free as a bird, broken inside.

Free As A Bird
Mars Wilson
5-15-13
PoemFree As A Bird5 hours ago in Free Verse

Me To YouHate me,
Love me,
Set me free.
Kill me,
Hurt me,
Let me go.
Forget me,
Guide me,
Let me free.
Leave me be.

Me To You
Mars Wilson
5-15-13
PoemMe To You6 hours ago in Free Verse

Slow, Love, SlowSlow, love, slow.
Embrace me,
Kiss me,
Hold me close.
Our love, so slow.
Slow Love Slow.

Slow, Love, Slow
Mars Wilson
5-15-13
PoemSlow, Love, Slow5 hours ago in Free Verse

Empire of the NightBlack, demented complexities upon black canvases of eternity.
Spikes erected from centuries of uncertainty.
Green toxins encircle from protrusions, all of misery and none of happiness.
Feel the yellow specks of demonic energies shrouded by zealousness.
Demons dot the high-rising complexes, as stench of sulphur stings your mind.
Invigorate yourself- condemned, find your strengths and forge your might.
And now you shall witness the very elements which enforce the Night.

Employ your harnesses, and intensify your sight.
Faith in the Core is your guide, there shall be none from mercy's lights in the tunnels below.
Purge your senses with the intoxEmpire of the Night5 hours ago in Settings

From angel to demon ( part 1 )
Hello there mortal humans my name is Janet Pimbridge. Well I heard that you wanted to know my story huh? Well it all started in heaven the place I was born and well one thing you should know about me is that I'm also part grim reaper. Yah you heard me grim reaper. It's an extremely rare thing for an angel to be part death but hey here I am. But the demonic part is a little bit more complicated as the angelic-grim reaper part. So yah when I was younger I was all angelic and good. Always did what God told me but as I got older I started toFrom angel to demon ( part 1 )7 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters

Teiriya and the Demon Pt. 1 Early afternoon in the land of Spira, Teiriya is relaxing under a tree with his best friend Maxwell and his twin sister Lily. Everything is very peaceful until...

BOOM!

The loud noise was heard which startled the trio. "What the heck is that?!" Teiriya exclaimed standing up. "I don't know, but it's coming from deep in the forest," said Maxwell. Teiriya picks up his sheath and places it on his belt. "Let's check it out," he said. "Okay, but we have to be careful," Lily remarked. The trio ran deep into the forest to follow the boom. They kept on running until they reached the center of the forest. And to their surprise, the noise came fTeiriya and the Demon Pt. 14 hours ago in Settings

DominicDominic

Beauty: Dominic is a demon of the same species as Pothos, he is astonishingly beautiful and incredibly tall at over 8'. He is slim with smooth, flawless powdery blue skin, four arms, slender elegant hands and a face that would make an Angel weep with jealousy, he has black eyes and full lips. Even in human form, he is still unspeakably gorgeous with stunning and intense blue eyes, red hair and he is very tall, immaculately dressed, his skin is white like bed sheets, his lips are still full and he is almost constantly smirking.

Ticklish: Dominic is almost as ticklish as Pothos, even on Earth, his ticklishness does not decrease.

PoweDominic6 hours ago in Profiles

The Final QuestionsAll I see,
Darkness,
All I feel,
Burning,
This hell, when does it end?
This suffering, why me?
Is death the end? The beginning?The Final Questions7 hours ago in Free Verse

SummerSo hot,
Under the sun.
More heat,
More sweat.
Every summer, please
Rain.

Summer
Mars Wilson
5-15-13
PoemSummer5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

LifeLong lived,
I live long.
Forever is fake,
Everyone dies.

Life
Mars Wilson
5-16-13
PoemLife5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

GraveyardGround.
Right below,
Any world lies below.
Vast sea of stone.
Everyone dies,
You are cold.
Anywhere, everywhere.
Right below.
Dig a hole.

Graveyard
Mars Wilson
5-16-13
PoemGraveyard5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

Gilded CageIt’s the same thing. No matter who or where you are, you are always in the same situation. At age five, they take you from your home. Every day, transported to a gilded cage. It seems like its all fun and games, an easy way to learn and be entertained. Weeks turn to months. And then you realize something. The gilded cage has faded. Your cage is tarnished, worn. The gold no longer shines. It has dissolved, leaving nothing but black iron covered with red rust and blue green tarnish.
It’s dark, cold. The cage is barren. You stand, run towards the door. A heavy weight pulls on your back, slowing your progress. You finally reach the door. You grasp the huge bars, pulling with all your strength. The door stays steadfast. You stare at the door, your eyes wide. The metal is cold, seeping through your skin. You pull on the doors once again, tears brimming in your eyes. You scream, but the sound is lost. Silence bears down on your ears. You scream again, but to no avail. Desperately,Gilded Cage2 hours ago in Short Stories

I'm ThroughBlade against my wrist again.
Soft, skin broken again.
light blood, seeping through.
I'm trying to forget you.
Tears fall down in wrenching sobs,
As I slice and cut again.
New scars upon my arm.
I'm sorry, but I'm done.
But breaking, I'm through.

I'm Through
Mars Wilson
5-10-13
PoemI'm Through6 hours ago in Free Verse

DieDead,
In a grave somewhere.
Everyone dies.

Die
Mars Wilson
5-16-13
PoemDie5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

Anger Is DangerousI feel it light,
I feel my blood boil,
I see darkness,
Hate,
Blood,
Anger,
Passion,
Unable to breath,
I look up,
I see what has been,
They foced it,
They got it,
They did not survive it...
Anger is dangerousAnger Is Dangerous7 hours ago in Free Verse

No EscapeIm drowning, than i finally get the energy to swim but is my head begins to peirce the surface it freezes over, trapping me, no breath, no feeling, just light slipping away, and as i reach for it i fall, as i feel my toe touch bottom all feeling stoppsNo Escape7 hours ago in Free Verse

Need YouSlow, really slow.
My teardrops flow.
Gentle waves of pain,
I've lost my name.
I wish, to see.
I wish to hear.
I want you dear,
I need you here.

Need You
Mars Wilson
5-13-13
PoemNeed You6 hours ago in Free Verse

I'm SorrySo sorry.
I lied.
Please forgive me.
I'm sorry.
I messed up.
Help me.
I'm so sorry.
Please forgive me.

I'm Sorry
Mars Wilson
5-13-13
PoemI'm Sorry6 hours ago in Free Verse

ForgottenForgetful,
Only.
Run evermore.
Go away, leave me.
Only you know how,
Too much,
Too little.
Everyone is to blame.
No longer forgotten, I'm in fame.

Forgotten
Mars Wilson
5-15-13
PoemForgotten5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

ArizonaArizona I hate you.
Rain, please rain!
I hate your summers,
Zen is forgotten.
Only a desert.
Next to nothing. I hate,
Arizona!

Arizona
Mars Wilson
5-15-13
PoemArizona5 hours ago in Free Verse

RomanceRunning to you,
Only to you.
My self romance,
And my joyful laugh.
Never leave.
Cold dead night.
Ever love, I love you.

Romance
Mars Wilson
5-16-13
PoemRomance5 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms

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