Always a step behind.
Never a moment ahead.
Wish there was something to find.
I'm never the leader, only the lead.
Never in the right place.
And always at the wrong time.
Hard for anyone to know my face.
When I'm at the end of the line.
I'd like to reap the benefits.
But never sow the seeds.
Feels like my shoes never fit.
Always crushed by my own needs.
Never going to get anywhere.
Except when I reach the end.
No one said life was ever fair.
Or that broken hearts ever mend.
I'm never one to embrace love.
Always the heart unknown.
And when push comes to shove,
I'm always sitting here alone.
I'm always the second fiddle.
Last in all I try to do.
The rotten core at the middle.
I'll never be good enough to play with you.
This poem is based on the show Supernatural from the WB. It's amazing. I love Dean and Sam's brotherly bond. It sort of followed along with a song I was listening to on YouTube. I included the video with it. The poem is based from Dean's point of view and it's my own though I do not own Supernatural.
Help me build a memory.
Something to be remembered by.
That makes me better than I've ever been.
To help me atone before I die.
I've done so many horrible things.
And held back my feelings for so long.
Now the time is up and it is over.
But I still don't think that it was wrong.
To give my life after one year.
So that you could stay alive.
It's a choice I'd make again.
Because you need to survive.
I know that you are angry.
And you don't think it's right.
But you will learn to be strong.
And continue on this fight.
I made the deal with the demon.
Even sealed it with a kiss.
Because I could not lose you.
I will except the punishment for this.
Do not think I don't care.
Because I am truly afraid.
I don't want to go to Hell.
But the price has to be paid.
I know we'll go down fighting.
Covered in blood and sweat.
And that after it's all over,
the demon will collect my debt.
I wish you could tell me,
that you know what to do.
That you know how to save me.
Better than I saved you.
I love you little brother.
Though out loud I'd never tell.
Just don't give up on me.
Please rescue me from Hell.
Author's Note:I am not Christian. I am a very proud Pagan. This piece of poetry is a piece I did for a friend of mine. So please keep that in mind when reading this, that I am not against any religion.
Here I am silently Father.
Giving what you keep.
This is my soul oh Father.
Can’t you hear it weep?
Pray you take the pain away.
So that I can sleep.
Give them what they ask for Father.
So they can finally see.
Praying for your mercy Father.
So I’ve no need to cry.
Save me from myself oh Father.
Because I want to die.
But I don’t want to end oh Father.
It is not my time.
But here I am hated by all.
And I have done no crime.
So let me have your light oh Father.
Take the pain from my head.
Please come soon my Father.
Before all of me is dead.
Help me find the way our Father.
And let me pass this test.
Have mercy on a dark soul Father.
And save it before it reaches death.
Tragedy cuts me down and tears me open.
I fall before you bloody and broken.
Screaming angels come and grant me shattered wings.
I fly now for malice and darker things.
From a valley of thorns to a sky of flames.
I bask in your suffering and dream of your pain.
I’ve crossed the line and I shall not return.
I worship the darkness that allows me to burn.
Hatred envelops me but allows me to breathe.
I offer you visions and you take what you need.
I am the ghost that you all come to fear.
I don’t envy you because you wish you were here.
Dreams are objects that drown inside my sea.
I may be cruel but you’re no better than me.
I only offer you what you’ll never have.
I know you want it and that’s to damn bad.
Once dull razors become sharpened steal.
I am immortal and you were never real.
I torment you with visions behind your own eyes.
I am the shade that once living will die.
A dark angel born, once human, on a bed of ice.
I am eternal and you have only your worthless life.
I hold the power to destroy or to create.
I am the bearer of your fate.
Mortal hands slide away and bid me farewell.
Where I am going the Gods will never tell.
I take my place in darkness and leave you to your hell.
I give only my past for the world to mourn.
I was once like you till I destroyed my human form.
Now I stand with tainted wings, a dark angel has been born.
Cut open my flesh and set me free.
Rip out my rose colored eyes.
Blind me with the truth I know.
I’ve become what I despise.
I’m everything I hate.
My own reflection is a lie.
Let me escape this bitter cell.
I’m not alive.
I’ve every reason now to die.
I locked myself away from the world.
But it gave me nothing of peace.
I’m not meant to fade away.
I’m not meant to be known.
Give me my release.
The chrysalis is nothing now.
It’s a memory of a time far gone.
A shattered mirror. A broken world.
The mangled wings are mine and,
they are wrong.
