My Friends Poetry

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Their Poetry Its just that, theirs and I expect that it stays that way as well.
Sam Pontius The Worst Kind of Lie My heart is severed, betrayed by all my friends. The knife in my back never ceases to painfully rend.   Her love was a deception and I was greeted only by pain beyond recollection. Love is the worst kind of Lie.   Never said I was a good loser, but I could've never known. How could I have refused her, since my Love had always shown?   Her love was a deception and I was greeted only by pain beyond consolation. And now I just wanna die.   She was my love, my life. Surrounded by my own rain, my Heart filled with strife. Now the Blood drips from my veins.   Her love was a deception And I was greeted only by Pain beyond all Redemption. Love is the worst kind of Lie.
Alex Beneke A Rosary and a Knife Depressed and lost Here I am again, Full of hate Wishing it would all end, On my knees Hating my life, And in my hands lie A rosary and a knife.   So confused What should I do? If I were gone Would I mean anything to you? To end it all now Would you remember me? Or would I be forgotten That’s how I think it would be.   I am not perfect Why can’t you see? I am all that is failure I am filth beneath thee, Nothing special Do I deserve a life? I ask this as I pray holding A rosary and a knife.   The blade is seductive As it runs over my skin, Should I press a little harder, Is this where it comes to an end? I pull away the blade And I begin to cry, So I hold the rosary And beg to know why.   See all my faults and wrongs I am nothing important, See all my weaknesses Yet I can end it all in an instant, All this pain This thing called a life, Again in my hand lies A rosary and a knife.
Fallen Angel As a man dies so does his guardian angel, The man was murdered and his angel has failed The death of his angel will be worse than hell, Crucified and wearing a crown of thorns, As flames scorch its body and soul This continues until its new master is born, Thus is the cycle of a Fallen Angel Then the angel is freed and begins anew, It was there when she drew its first breath And it protected and guided her as she grew, It was there when she felt like her life was hell, During the rough times of her parents death Through her abusive relationship as well, It always comforted her when she felt alone, Showed her the light when she was lost in the dark And always showed her the way home, But no one is perfect and lives forever, She lived a long life filled with pain and little joy Yet when she died her angel lost one more feather, And once more its punishment is worse than hell, It wears the crown and the flames scorches its soul Thus this is the cycle of a fallen angel.
Fade I want to drift far, far away, Disappear from this weird place This place where no one knows my name,   Everything annoys me in this place, People think they know me But all they know are lies and a face, Why can’t I just fade away?   Here I’m forgotten, a no one, I hear everything but no one talks to me As if I live in the shadows all alone,   Always feeling lost and alone, Why can’t I feel happiness Even in this place called home, And leave this place and find my own?   I just want to disappear, fade away, To fade away without anyone knowing Fade to a new place where everyone knows my name.