It's odd feeling
with the moon hanging over your head
You feel the predator stalk
As you walk among the dead.
Your pulse begins to race,
Your suddenly filled with dread
Your stride starts to lengthen
and the silent words are said.. ..
This is the end
-Jessica Carpenter-
Angelic tears of acidic rain, wash into my face and eat through my brain.
This war waged, won't be a war lost, I'll fight forever, at all costs.
I'll scream for love, run for anger, fight with rage, against your defiled nature.
Another lost soul, a shrieking soiled whore, I'll take you down, like a bloated corpse upon a shore.
I'll feast upon your heart, play golf with your eyes, bake myself your tongue, purge out your lies.
You're the bile in my throat, the ringing in my ears, the perverted dreams that haunt the child's broken fears.
It's time for your burial, a straight smooth shot to hell, and if God be it willed, there with you I'll sail.
I'm not afraid to die, I'll take this to the end, the battle you provoked, is a battle I shall win.
-Jessica Carpenter-
Father time will not turn back the clock
And now you realize you're here to knock
The grim reapers door swings open to you,
It's too late to turn back and see all the missed clues.
You had a great life that now haunts you
Your unachieved dreams now taunt you
It's too late to look back and wish
If only you had done something like 'this'
Father time tells you you're wasting
No time to look back, be hasty
You made your decision when you put that gun to your head
I bet you never thought death would be this cold unforgiving bed.
I'm sorry you searched not for the right things
I pity you now for you're broken wings
But you made the decision to die
Now it's time to say your last and final good bye.
The world you once knew lay behind you
The new one stretched out just before you
Pinch yourself; blink, it'll never be changed
A better fight you might have waged.. ..
If you had known the end was so final
Wouldn't you have given it just one more trial?
If you had known your final breath was coming soon
Why didn't your soul give one last bloom?
But that's the gift of death : everlasting
It's something in our life worth fasting
Find the sun on your face and turn your back on the shadows
For it's a lonely road of death you walk, beware of your gallows.
-Jessica Carpenter-
^ The lost lonely souls that have committed suicide, I'm sorry. I feel for these souls because every human mind in my opinion, has potential, and for these souls to feel so low that they must end that life just to rid themselves of the pain in a horrible thing. This poem is for those who have lost their lives to the unforgiving pain.
Beautiful Nightshade,
Deathly lethal and cold.
The mighty winter woman,
her bitter winds she throws.
Eyes black as ice,
Soul the same dark shade.
She claims the faint of heart,
She lurks beyond the grave.
She was a gorgeous woman once,
in the time which she was bore.
She longed for love,
and nothing more.
She met the one to keep her,
and love her till the end.
Little did she know her lover,
would be her tragic end.
They walked against the garden wall,
on that cold winters eve.
The bite of a cold wind blew,
no one heard her scream.
They found her body in the snow,
her skin was icy cold,
and her eyes showed such a horror,
no mortal should ever know.
She watched them burn her body,
she vowed to on that day,
take all those that she could
in the exact same way.
Her hair is the branches iced
Her smile is the sovereign sun
Her hands glide across the road,
waiting for that special one.
Some will be too stubborn,
maybe drive a bit too fast,
then she'll send her minions,
luring her prey into a cold, eternal trap.
The howling wind her laughter,
as she claims another life,
because her heart is cold and lonely,
her soul is made of ice.
Although she is the Snow Queen,
her heart is burnt with pain,
and she's waiting for you just outside,
to play her sick cruel game.
Most will best her tricks,
she respects those who are smart,
but she'll never stop the devour,
of her diet: human hearts.
-Jessica Carpenter-
I was inspired to right this poem this morning on my way to school driving through the dangerous snow. I <3 it. The winter just reminds me so heavily of a woman, turned evil because of acts of aggression toward her. Her broken soul, like the winter scorned and hated, just longs for peace and rest, but finds what ever joy it can sucking human souls into her cold, deadly, white essence.
With a curious soul, born of the wind
I sit here stirring now and again,
I think I've found it,
I could be wrong,
If that be the case,
I'll know before long.
My tracks have been lain,
My lies have been told
My heart bares a mane
wild and bold.
I care not to hold back
I show not my real face
This mask I do wear
Molds my emotions in place.
But alas I'm too stubborn,
you've besieged me,
and these words you now read
are testament to 'we'
I can say that I love you
that's not a lie
But to tell you I need to have you
With no reason why.. .. ..
It's cold and unyielding
just like the wind
A creative soul I do have
But now it's farewell that I bid
You owe more no tears,
I've by now shed mine
Just promise me one thing,
You'll always be kind.
Don't close up your soul
It's a beautiful thing.
You have the love, heart, and mind.
And this for you, is only the beginning.
Please do not argue,
I've always known my fate
I'm here to be lonely
And I've accepted this of late
Just please never forget
the kindness I've shown
for most it's a side of me,
Never known.
I love you my dear,
And with one parting wish
I wish you long life
And that you find that one special miss.
-Jessica Carpenter-
This poem is a bittersweet feeling for me. It marks the dying end of a loving relationship, but the birth of a new beginning for both me and a man I loved. It holds a special place in my heart.
It's a weird place being here, between love and hate.
It's a eerie feeling knowing you'll be the demise foreseen in my fate.
It's a cretins game I'm playing, to try to be your one.
It's a lovers smile I wear, but my sneer is not for some.
It's a skillful craft I wield to bring in harmful hearts.
And it was a bloody glaze I took, just to watch you fall apart.
-Jessica Carpenter
This poem was more of a self reflection. It was me looking at myself as if I were two people. One Lover and one hater, it's from the hating point of view. Part of the poem is almost a mocking of the loving half, and then towards the end I used the classic Mind vs Heart personified by the Hater and Lover where the Mind/Hater tries to take over to keep the Heart/Lover from breaking but ends up breaking them anyway.
Harder to interpret, this is one of my favorites.
