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AD Snail Sep 2016
Hands smashing against the cement,
Tears flowing down wildly, hitting the ground with a splash,
Head is pounding, screaming out for help.

His hands start to bleed,
And his mind is screaming out; begging him to stop,
But he keeps on smashing his hands down on the cement.

Tears of betrayal making their way down his cheeks,
His fists clenched and his heart starts to hurt,
The pain from his fists is gone; it’s only numb now,
It will never beat the pain in his heart.

The rage flows deep in his veins,
It is shown in his eyes, burning bright as the tears fall.

His rage was born on the day he was left by the people he thought cared about him,
He was betrayed; now his heart is filled with rage, hate, pain, depression, and betrayal.
AD Snail Sep 2016
Her lungs are screaming out,
Wishing, their begging for air,
But she refuses to listen to them.

She keeps herself down, she’s not listening;
She holds back her body from trying to come back up to the surface.

Her whole body is shaking, and wishing for her to stop this madness,
But she keeps on refusing, she keeps herself down,
With a smile plastered on her face, because soon she’ll be “free”.

She has made her decision; she is letting the lake take her away,
She is letting herself drown; she has enough of all the pain, she’s ready to go.

Then finally her body stops trying,
She is so tense anymore, she is relaxed and at peace,
And all you can see is the last of her tears, and a gently smile that founds its way back onto her face.
AD Snail Sep 2016
The sun shines down onto her skin,
She can feel the cool breeze go through her hair;
She feels at peace, a small smile makes its way onto her gentle face.

She can just taste the water from the little pond,
That she stands still in front of her.

Her heart is pure and innocent,
She is a lover of peace and spring;
That is the reason for her to be standing right here,
As the world moves in harmony by her side.

The world shines brilliantly,
As she receives kisses from the clouds up above,
She fills the world with peace and harmony,
And no darkness can take over her light.
AD Snail Sep 2016
You’re all the way up there,
You’re high up in the sky among the clouds.

You’re broken and torn, but you’re being fixed,
A smile has reappeared on your beautiful face.

You’re having some trouble,
You’re fighting, and trying to break the code,
You are having some trouble with love,
It confusing you and making you feel weak and depressed.


I’m all the way down on the ground,
I’m among all of the nothingness.

I once could put this fake smile on so easily,
Now my face is emotionless, it holds no feeling.

I’m fighting; I’m trying so hard,
To take back my emotions, I want to feel again,
I’m diving down into the depths of despair for the old me,
But I’m failing miserable.


You’re fighting against your emotions,
And I’m fighting to save mine.
A two side story/poem.
AD Snail Sep 2016
His hands are useless,
They have no purpose,
He can never do anything right with his hands,
They only do bad when he uses them never good.

She has eye’s that are empty,
They are worthless,
They don’t bring happiness to the world or shine brilliantly,
They are dull and bring the world into darkness.

His mind is broken,
It doesn’t work properly anymore,
He has stop trying to get help,
Because he knows it’s no use, its garbage now.

Her heart is burned and shattered,
It got put into a fire and smashed by his hands,
It worthless, its garbage now
Her heart now is as broken as his mind.
AD Snail Sep 2016
Heart made of coal,
Is cold and ******,
No emotions ever pump themselves in it.

A heart that is a feather,
Its so light; weightless,
Because there are no emotions, holding it down.

Empty and hollow, on the inside,
No one dares to even try,
To fill it up with something.

Words carved in it of past emotions,
Because there are no longer any emotions,
In this old empty heart.
AD Snail Sep 2016
Counting off regret’s,
And crossing off dreams,
As I sit and rot away in this prison of the past.

Just a spec of light shines in through the bars,
As I keep myself hidden in the darkest corner of my cage.

A smile appears once and a while,
On my dull express less face,
And some day’s I’m too tired to try.

As I have isolated myself once again,
I feel incomplete but I will always feel this way,
Because even when I surround myself with good and bad people, I always still feel incomplete.

So I sit in my empty, hollow cell,
And wait for the day when I feel somewhat complete.
Reading all my poems on PoetFreak and finding the one's a kind of liked the best and the one's others liked a lot, so I shall never forget them.
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