My son wrote a couple of poems and wanted to share them with ya'll. he invites any and all opinions but remember he is only thirteen so watch your language. and now i turn the key board over to him. his name is michael.
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Sitting in the darkness that i see
The darkness is what you are here for now
Pain, agony it reveals itself to me
And all i have to ask is what and how
It speaks itself of what i have to know
This on my birthday it speaks of what now
Its now my time to see what i can do
What now has happen is it has told how
Mysterious mischevious it is
It tries to show what past people have done
And now to say what i will mostly miss
And now it is all done it ha all shown
And now i have to accept what it has bestowed
And now i must end y very short ode
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Where we last left off my darkness had bestowed
Upon me power i could not control
Power could not be explained in one ode
Now with knowledge in my mind left a hole
My mind could not take the hole created
I had to fill the hole with what i see
Darkness is what i see, fill the crater
The darkness absorbed what was left of me
Me, that's all it wanted was to be me
Darkness took control like a dictator
As it took control of my mind, i see
Made me become what i hate and more
I go out to see what i have become
And this is where i leave u alone
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no he is not depressed he just has a deep attraction to the supernatural.



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