a few new poems

i been writen em and just now got around to posten some of em so heres a few of em

now these two are kinda phsyco poems lol but im NOT phsyco i was just bored and they sounded funny in my head so here they are...

A Childs New Toy

I merely hold the scalpel ... as the
glimmering blade makes sweet
love to your flesh.

Deep red bubbles up to the surface
as it glides smoothy, effortlessly,
producing plumes of tender red
hearts that bleed so brilliantly
like blooming roses.

Let me pull back the flesh and
inspect what lies beneath ...

Organs and sinew, muscle,
intestine and the stomach
but what I search for I cannot
find ... for that I need to
split open the ribcage.

Ahh, there is my saw!

I want to peel back each rib until
it snaps, breaking off in my hand
like a wishbone.

... the saw clanks upon the floor ...

Just like making a meatloaf, I plunge
my hands deep within your body
and let my fingers root around, probing
every little red inch. The blood is
still warm ... and I giggle like a child
with a new toy.

Then the urge hits me ... the brain!
Is it grey, or is it pink! I must find out!

In the corner there waits a hammer ...

told ya they were phsyco hehe but that one is just the begining this one is my favorite!

Alone

You're watching tv, all alone
All is quiet, suddenly ring! it's the phone
I'm watching you, watching tv
I see what you're doing, you don't see me

You're on your feet, looking all around
Looking for me, listening for sound
All you hear, is me on the phone
"I'll be right over", I know you're alone

You slam the phone down, running in fear
I've let myself in, I'm so very near
Still you see nothing, you hide in your room
I'll be right beside you, oh so very soon

I'm opening the door, you shiver by the chair
I'm lurking in the darkness, hear you breathing, crystal clear
Moving closer to you now, I see your face in shadowy light
Fear written all over it, I whisper, honey this is it, goodnight

This one has no name....i dont know how to describe it but here it is...

From out of the darkness
Into the light
Leaving a world of blindness
Finding my sight

The terrors that had griped me
Are finally released
Away I run
Away from the beast

So helpless I am
Frozen with fright
For the beast within me
Stalks the night

When I close my eyes
I shiver with fear
The room is quite empty
Yet I know that he is here

I can feel it dragging me
Toward a deep open hole
It has my body, but
It seeks my soul

Kicking and screaming
Oh, how I fight
With all of my being
And all of my might

I pray for morning
So, I can remain awake
The light is my ally
When my soul is at stake

The night is for terror
Both new and old
Terror from the past
Or the future unfold

I awaken in a sweat
Yet I am very cold
It all started as a child
You’ll out grow it I was told

Each day I think it has ended
And I fill myself with hope
Then every night I pray
That I will be able to cope

The beast wants me to do things
That is against my will
It wants me to hurt people
And even kill

Is the voice in my heart?
Or is it in my head?
He comes only in my sleep
And only in my bed

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Permalink Reply by Courtster on July 4, 2009 at 2:33am: ive got some about my life that are some tear jerkers but idk if yall could handle my inneer thoughts lol; ▶ Reply to This

Permalink Reply by Courtster on July 4, 2009 at 2:46am: well if you say so lol

heres me before Jason came into my life and made me a happy person!

No one cares,
No one wants me,
Im useless,
Pathetic,
A worthless nobody.
Wandering these empty streets,
Looking for what I know,
Does not exist.
My hearts ceases to beat,
So I reach inside myself,
And pull it out.
I hold it at eye level,
And open my mouth,
I scream,
I FUCKING HATE YOU!!!!
YOU ARE WORTHLESS,
YOU PIECE OF SHIT,
I throw it against the wall,
And watch it burst,
I utter a small chuckle,
And fall to the floor,
Smiling,
At the fact that,
Im finally free.
Free from the shackles,
That once bound me to the wall,
Free,
At last.
I close my tired eyes,
Never to open them again.; ▶ Reply to This

Permalink Reply by Courtster on July 4, 2009 at 2:51am: after Jason...

Thank you for the moments; Thank you for the years
Thanks for always cushioning my worries and my fears

Thank you for the inspiration; Thank you for the hope
Thank you for making it so effortless to cope

Thank you for the conversations; Thank you for the love
And for taking me to special places I've been dreaming of

Thank you for supporting love, whether near of far
Thank you just for being the friend that you are

My heart is just rejoicing, it's jumping up and down
It's dancing in the meadows and it's spinning all around

My heart is doing somersaults, and flip-flops in the air
It's doing rolling cartwheels and jumping jacks with flair

My heart is doing little swirling spirals in the breeze
It's fluttering and twirling and it's tumbling with ease

My heart is doing wheelies, it's relishing in fun
So grateful is my little heart for all that you have done; ▶ Reply to This

Permalink Reply by Courtster on July 4, 2009 at 3:26am: i recieved a message asking if i was cutting myself and i just wanted to make it clear that i am not nor have i ever cut myself delibritly...and i am not suicidal, these are poems are from days when i was emotional and was having bad days and well days that sucked lol, so im ok im VERY happy right now and everything is good!; ▶ Reply to This

Permalink Reply by Mz J on July 4, 2009 at 4:47am: Sometimes it is just words. Words written to release the negative feelings inside. But...we need to ask if your okay. Here we become a very special family. Each chosen. Most outside the KRC don't understand the closeness we have between each other. We care and want to make sure your alright. I also have a lot of writings from way back when I was not so okay. Some is from more recent experiences that can be scary for others who don't understand where you are or were coming from. Sometimes the time just becomes right to let go and share what was deep within us. Thanks for letting us know you are okay. If, sometimes, you are not okay please know that, any of us are here. PM us. That goes for anyone on the site. As good ol' Dr. Phil says, we all need a soft place to fall and for many of us, KRC is our one and only support. I am one of those. Without my friends here, I don't know where I would be. Keep writing. But know, we will keep caring. I hope this doesn't sound to syrupy, but it is the truth.; ▶ Reply to This

Permalink Reply by Courtster on July 4, 2009 at 1:24pm: thank yall for lettin me know i hace people to talk to! its all good now, most of these poems are old...accept for the first two in the post but those were wrote in humor!; ▶ Reply to This

Permalink Reply by 1BBShirleeKidRockCrazyOctopus405 on July 5, 2009 at 9:46pm: That would be cool.; ▶ Reply to This

Permalink Reply by Tater on July 6, 2009 at 2:21am: not phsyco pfft, dont believe that shit....ive seen her in the morning.....that bitch is crazy!!!

haha! love ya lynnymay!; ▶ Reply to This

Permalink Reply by Courtster on July 7, 2009 at 12:27am: most the time i jsut write whatevers in my head at the time of bordem lol i never really concidered it being good; ▶ Reply to This

Permalink Reply by angelique lacrissa on July 7, 2009 at 12:35am: THAT IS TRIPPEY happy new beer , i like to read your poems very well done 1st one makes me hungry 2nd h word 3rd a lil scarey thanks now im freaked out ill be scared to sleep hee ehee....thats good though erected emotions.; ▶ Reply to This

Permalink Reply by bluesuedeshoe on July 15, 2009 at 5:10pm: My goodness, you are a multi talented young lady, and you rock the poems. I loved them. Have you published yet? If not, you sure should.; ▶ Reply to This

Permalink Reply by bluesuedeshoe on July 16, 2009 at 6:04pm: Janie?

Be nice if you started your own thread and put your poetry in it. That way, we wouldn't have to hunt in other folks' threads for it.

Not sure that you are aware that the individual posting this thread is very young and talented. Why steal her thunder?

Share away.....

Jocelyn; ▶ Reply to This