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hatemydarknature



Booksie Address: http://www.booksie.com/hatemydarknature
Country: South Africa
Favorite book: sleeping beauty trilogy
Member Since: Aug 21, 2011

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Lyrics... or not

Poem by hatemydarknature
Posted: Feb 12, 2012
lyrics that reverberate through my mind...

Walk to oblivion.

Poem by hatemydarknature
Posted: Feb 12, 2012
a short poem about how I view anorexia...

Darkened hearts

Poem by hatemydarknature
Posted: Feb 12, 2012
i was mad at someone and the words just came pouring out.

lover's bane

Poem by hatemydarknature
Posted: Feb 12, 2012
reflecting back years later

clinging mist

Poem by hatemydarknature
Posted: Feb 7, 2012
when there is a fog....

Molevolent Rage Tonight

Poem by hatemydarknature
Posted: Feb 7, 2012
a storm, weather in the mind, the soul or the world...

The Fallen in Our Footsteps

Poem by hatemydarknature
Posted: Feb 7, 2012
the ones who walk among us

In my Shadow World

Poem by hatemydarknature
Posted: Feb 7, 2012
the shadow world in my head...

hatemydarknature

Poem by hatemydarknature
Posted: Nov 19, 2011
a little truth of who i am...

darknight

Poem by hatemydarknature
Posted: Nov 19, 2011
dark hides

can do nothing

Poem by hatemydarknature
Posted: Nov 18, 2011
it is the cold...

what they cannot see

Poem by hatemydarknature
Posted: Nov 18, 2011
contrary thoughts...

flickerings

Poem by hatemydarknature
Posted: Nov 18, 2011
flickering flames...

his tears

Poem by hatemydarknature
Posted: Sep 19, 2011
star-crossed love

sleep dear little ones

Poem by hatemydarknature
Posted: Sep 19, 2011
sleep

what i wish i had

Poem by hatemydarknature
Posted: Sep 19, 2011
words i wish were true

deaths in my head

Poem by hatemydarknature
Posted: Sep 11, 2011
a peek into my dreams...



People always ask me where I get my words,
my lyrics,
my poems from.
I tell them it takes a lot of focus and that a single page could take days to write.

It is one of my many lies.

I have pages, books, a bookshelf full in fact. Each page, each book, filled with scrawls.

My scrawls.
My words.
My lyrics.
My soul.

I write what I feel.
Nothing but what I feel.
I let my anger, my sorrow, my hate all flow from my head through my heart, to my hand and onto the pages.

I used to try so hard.
I'd always wanted to be an author but I tried so hard that every word,
every sentence,
would dig the story's grave.

Pages I wrote of happy girls and magical love.

I tried too hard.
Each one would end up torn from my book.

Then I gave up.

It is impossible to write a story of happiness when you yourself are in the cold,
spindley
web of depression.

My lyrics are all I have now,
my "music" is my only comfort.

 

 

 

 

Please check out my poems and please comment

thank you

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