Freaks' Thoughts
Sample Poems
[Heaven | Christian Girls | After the Runner]
[Understanding Nothing | Hypocracy | Alarm Clock | Untitled]


Heaven

The streets paved with gold.
Hands we can hold.

Gates of white.
A big bright light.

Angels all around.
Jesus, I have found.

Loved ones that were gone.
The emptiness in my heart, I have none.

Lambs grazing the grass.
Never ending clouds pass.

Everyone's heart in its place.
I see a familiar face.

Come wait with me.
You will be free.

A feeling of warmth.
A feeling of calmness.

No more tears.
No more fears.

Walking with a steady pace.
Heaven, what a wonderful place!

By:Shadow(Goddess of Shade)



Christian Girls

I want to try
I want to die
Why can I not see
I want to throw up
Why can't I grow up.
It's all a mystery to me.
My life is a mess
My life is a shame
My life is a corpse
with a one word name.
We'll go to the party
We'll go to the dance
Why don't you all
just give me a chance.
I'll be good
I'll be proper
My best friend's a whore
so I'll just drop her.
I smoke and I drink
and I dance and I play.
I sing and I worship
and I'm good and I pray.
And all those times
I asked you to stay
you turned around
and said "Another Day."
I forgave you, I forgive
Why won't you let me live.

By:Grazelda Zlade(Goddess of Satchitananda)



After the Runner

why are they following me
out in the shadows
why are they hunting me
on past the night

why is my mind so twisted in fright
that I can't even stop thinking
so I can start thinking
of not cramming so much nothingness
and get some space
of my own in my head

why won't they show themselves
out in the light
why are they chasing me
what have I done

why won't they leave my head
it was so much better before
I could think I could sleep
oh those were the days
now I run forever
in an unseen dream full of nothing
but nothing and what's beyond

why can't I loose them
in the mist of twilight
why won't they end it
and catch up just a bit

why are they torturing me
and crushing my hopes
of escape and of love and of all that
I'd have if I could just
not have died two long days ago

Now I know I won't make it
through all this snow
Why?
because I couldn't go on

published in Promises To Keep by Quill Books 1998
By:Sparrow Hawk(Jester of the Afterlife)



Understanding Nothing


Alone,
I exist in a world,
full of people
who abuse,
subjugate,
intimidate,
berate,
and molest,
the minds,
bodies,
and souls
of the pure and innocent.
Why do they,
deem their worth,
by the bodies they have trod upon.
If they are typical,
ordinary,
average humans;
then what
am
I?

By:Loki(God of Mischief)



Hypocracy


I look at you, and all I see
Is all that you want me to be
Let me be, I am free, far from thee

You wear a mask upon your face
As though you cover some disgrace
Not a trace, far from grace, out of place

Beneath this mask, under your veil
You leave behind a horrid trail
A past you fail, a face turned pale, A soulish jail

I have no sympathy for you
For see this hell you put me through?
Cursed be you, wear the shoe, I hate you

By:Fiend(Upholder of the Lost Arts of Logic and Chaos)



Alarm Clock


Have you ever noticed
that an alarm clock
is like a taunting young child;
a boy perhaps.
He just sits there,
saying nothing,
hoping to catch you off your guard.
Your at your most innocence,
with dreams swimming in your head.
And just as you fall deeper,
into a more peaceful, loving sleep
he starts to yell and howl
to wake you from your rest.
Startled and angry
you throw him across the room,
but he still laughs at you.
You get up,
to shut him up,
and he has done his job.
You're up and awake,
and now he goes back to
sleep.

By:The Harlequin of Disaster and Destruction




Untitled

I think I love you
But I don't know
It's so damn hard to let my feelings show.
Sometimes I think
You don't really care
I'm just an illusion
I'm not really there
I'm the part in your dream
That won't be remembered.
Just a side-glanced riddle
That isn't worth being answered.

If only you knew
How I see you.

The brightest light
In a world of candles
A boiling pot without any handles.
Love and life and everything I want
A selfish king with my heart to taunt.
Everything equal
And nothing the same
I have so little patience
And no one to blame
The fire that started slowly burns out
Then shoots back to heaven right when I doubt.

Is it real? Will it ever be?
Or will it just be a memory?
A page in a diary?
I guess I'll have to wait and see.

By:Vlidimar De Vade(Goddess of Death)


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