Monday, January 4, 2010

Another reason I dont like Mrs. Penny anymore...

It's about time I posted this. This was my poem for my semester exam essay, and I really, really liked it. Big bummer though, I only got a frikin 95. I'm still really bummed about that. TT_TT I wanted to be a good azn for once and make my mommy proud! *bawls like a baby*

White Walls
Silence calls
Darkness flickers, the Shadows on the White Walls
White, White, White <---lol, such a racist line
So much, yet none at all
"Hello, hello?" and echo
The only call
To be heard
Was it ever there at all?
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In the endless White abyss
Waiting for you to fall
The Voice shall whisper
The creature will call
There they are, so loud and deep
Yet they are not here at all
It's nothing, nothing at all
Does it not make shivers crawl
Down your neck
And yet, in the end,
The dark beauty enthralls,
And that will be my downfall
My mistake, that I was so enthralled
By the darkness within these bleak, White Walls
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The paint of red on white
Is it blood on the wall?
NO, there is none!
None at all,
No blood on the White Walls
But look! My wrists, the bandages there,
I smeared them on the wall! <---OMFG IM SO EMO T_T
So why is it not stained and coarse?
Why is there no gore?
No, none, nothing at all,
Nothing on the bare, White Walls
The stark, bare, white, White Walls!
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And whilst the demons voice
Their dirge on agony and fear
They, in merriment, rejoice!
The light they cause to disappear
Their words of darkness and despair
Beckons to draw one in their lair
"Come my child, do not fear!
For the end is coming near!
You need wait no longer, dear.
Come join me in my reign of fear!"
The gentle lie they spin
To lure and bring me in
Is it really, truly, there?
The song, the rant, the moan
Will it ever disappear?
The voices sound their scream
The beast shall bear its teeth
And whilst the gods shall send the dreams
that send us all to sleep
What a distorted reality I see
It's the morbid destiny.
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And when the whispers cease
The bleak white walls will dim
The red on walls blur all, so deep
There is no respite left for me
The walls whisper to me:
"Death, the being that brings you sleep
Is coming once and for all!"
The line fell flat
As my heart ceased to beat
And although the cold nurse shrieked
It was too late for me
Night had already cast its curtain on me
My eyes squeeze shut, I fall
Falling, falling, falling,
That's all life was, wasn't it?
To spiral deep and fall
Into the stark and bare White Walls
The walls, the walls, the White Walls
They were never here at all.
A/N: This took so long to type, since I couldnt figure out how to get the microsoft word thing linked here and it wouldnt let me copy my stupid poem on the blog. And for some reason, it wont let me separate them into stanzas, either. so the star things mean its a new stanza. My fingers are tired. I' m so emo (//_-)

3 comments:

  1. wow! that was a really pretty poem :D
    how did u change ur background thingy though?

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  2. lol, it was the template.
    thank you, i really like this poem, but i got a 95 on it TT_TT i had high hopes on this. bleh. im so weird

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