Only the Good Die YoungTonight I leave youOnly the Good Die Young5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
In tears, in memory, in fear.
But I will always be with you
Wherever you go, hiding in the Shadows.
Please do not forget me
As I work my way to the Gates.
So far away, I know this.
But this is my unchangeable fate.
Do not seek Vengeance on my behalf,
It will only do more harm.
We'll be alright, in the end you'll see.
In time we'll meet again.
For Christ's sake and mine, do not worry.
Because only the good die young.
Only the great rise above the others
And pay the forbidden price.
I love you all, you are my family.
As the Fallen, we shall rise.
I'll remember you in my heart foREVer,
For I won't see you tonight.
The Rev - Untitled PoemIt's amazing that the world can keep spinningThe Rev - Untitled Poem5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
after you have left it.
We all saw the topic "Jimmy 'The Rev' Sullivan" and we all thought,
"What did he do this time?"
We continue to read the words,
"It is with great sadness and heavy hearts"
And our hearts also sink.
This could not be possible.
Of the five he seemed the most
First we think it could be a joke.
That the guys are messing with us, teasing us before the release of their new material.
Second, we are stunned, as are our bodies;
they quiver and our mouths hang open.
Overcome by the realization that this is no jest.
He is gone from this Earth.
Thirdly, we become either angry or
swollen with tears.
Our hearts plummet to our stomach, we hit things, we cry out, we vomit, we scream
Of the fourth, we become numb.
It's what creeps up our failing arms, our kicking legs
It's the pain in our throats from our tormented screams
It's the tears simply falling out and our useless hands that have no intention of wiping them
The LoraxI bumped into somethingThe Lorax7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Walking down a street one day;
A furry little creature
It looked so tired, so worn
I asked if I could help it on its way.
It would not accept,
though it thanked me kindly.
For it was the Lorax,
And, as he told me;
"I speak for the trees-
The bears, the birds, the bees
For they have no tongues.
But you people plunder us of trees,
Of land, food and shelter
My bears and birds, homeless
Die slowly from lack of these.
So I send them away
But you notice not,
No matter what I say;
And the number of my charges
Grows less every day."
He sat, sighing tiredly
"You can help me after all-
I wish to lean against that tree-"
And pointed to a pole
That was very close to me.
I told him what it was
He sighed again
Called himself a dunce
Then said "Well, no matter.
It was a tree-once."
So I propped him up
And we said our goodbyes;
Then walked away sadly
As the Lorax quietly died.
On a WindowsillI perch on your windowsillOn a Windowsill8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Long after you've drifted asleep,
When dusk has drunk its fill.
I posture as gargoyle,
Church-pew silent and stone-carved still,
Made mortal only by an evening breeze
Rustling aimlessly through
This suburban zoo
Of children's bikes and tended trees;
And as I watch the moon, and you,
I pose of her, "My lady fair,
Are you really so jealous of my view
That you must sit so pale, so far,
So stubbornly aloof-
When I think both of us know
The view is better from my roof."
But the moon is firefly breathless,
As she glowers, restless,
And the stars are all aglow.
And the stars are all aglow.
Join UsWith my chains, with my hammerJoin Us4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am waiting for you little taffer
My scream, my laughter
Will frighten you ever after
Only once, look at my eyes
You can see where the death lies
Even If you manage to leave here
You won't be able to get rid of the fear
I don't care why did you come or how
Hurry up, hurry up and JOIN US NOW!
Only Sleeping: AndleyI looked at his sleeping form from the doorway. Watching him sleep had always brought a smile to my lips, and it almost did even now. Then I remembered that he wasn't only sleeping. The one I love was in a coma, and had been for nearly two years. The doctors kept telling me I didn't need to come in everyday due to the fact that he wasn't likely to wake up anytime soon, but I didn't care I came to visit him every day anyway. He was there and I had to be here to help his unconscious self find him. One day he would wake up.Only Sleeping: Andley4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Nobody, not even the doctors, knew why he had fallen into a coma. They had thought maybe it had been due to stress, but they had said he would have woken up by now if that had been the cause.
I walked over to the hospital bed that held my baby and a tear rolled down my cheek. No matter how long I had to get used to this, seeing him lying there with all those wires hooked up to him was still enough to make me cry.
Sitting on the bed next to him I looked at the calendar.
Rebellion Love - AndleyFuck the day the status quo and any stupid pecking order were created. It is these things that keep any of us from expressing our true selves. Why am I complaining about this crap? My name is Andy Biersack, I'm 16 and a sophomore in high school, and I'm in love with the most popular guy in school. Only problem? I'm the little outcast goth kid trying to make a band, and he is the most wanted, the most popular guy at my pathetic school.Rebellion Love - Andley3 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I slam my locker as my dangerous thoughts come out again. I slink through the halls to the last hour of the day, awaiting the moment to escape this hell. The only good thing about this hour is he's in it and since I sit behind him, I can glimpse at him without him knowing. I do that than pay attention to the teacher, because, I mean, come on. School is the last thing on my mind when I have a bigger future in my sight.
I slip into the room, just as the tardy bell rings, and slide into my seat, relatively unnoticed. Well, almost unnoticed, as I was