The King SPEAKS

And I punch the wall…

Posted on January 5th, 2009 by The King.
Categories: Life, POEMS.

I punch the wall,
and I feel the pain.
It pleases me.
And I punch the wall again,
till I cut my hand,
and blood comes out.
And on the wall,
a picture is created,
of love long lost,
yet its shadow
still remains.
It paints a beautiful story,
which only I,
Can fully understand,
and I, the artist,
paint it,
till there is no more color left in me,
and I lie there,
satisfied,
for I control this pain,
and no one else!

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From The Shadows

Posted on December 7th, 2008 by The King.
Categories: POEMS.

From the shadows

From the shadows I live my life. Afraid of getting hurt, I was scared of my heart bleeding again, the first time was enough. I protect myself so that I won’t feel pain. Everything was fine, I was content with my life. Then you came along, a fairy in the wind and you blew my mind away. You were beautiful to look at, and I wanted you in my arms. With small steps, I open myself up thinking it’s going to be different this time. What I fool I was. I fell in love with you, gave you everything you wanted. If you wanted the moon, I gave you the stars with it. I tried to be everything you wanted me to. I gave you my life on a platter. And every step of the way, you weren’t what I expected but I forgave you nonetheless. And I let everything go. Until I couldn’t take it anymore, and I wanted to end everything. I still love you, but I’ve gone back to the shadows. Where I’ll lie alone again, and hope to myself, that no one else will come along, and that I’ll always stay in my cave, because you can’t hurt me there. Because no one can hurt me there. And once again from the shadows I live my life.

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Many a nights I lay awake…

Posted on October 8th, 2008 by The King.
Categories: Everything and Anything!!!, Life, POEMS.

- Charles M. Schulz (1922 - 2000), Charlie Brown in “Peanuts”

Many a nights I lay here awake,
Thinking of what I’ve done,
All the mistakes I’ve made,
All the problems from which I’ve run.

I know I’ve done wrong,
I know that I’ve erred,
But what can I do?
all my plans smudged and blurred.

I promise myself I’ll do better tomorrow,
I promise I won’t make the same slip,
I know I can improve myself,
I know I need to get a grip.

I slowly fall asleep,
Into the world of dreams,
The promises fade away,
I’ll make the same mistakes it seems.

Night after night,
the same thoughts go through my mind,
Yet, why can’t I see the truth,
Why am I so blind?

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Hope Fades Away

Posted on October 8th, 2008 by The King.
Categories: POEMS.

Hope fades away
Wishes never come true,
Those who you think will always be there
Will actually never stay with you.

Stranded on an island,
I see the waves passing by,
I move to the oceans,
Hoping it washes away the lies.

If I stand here and pray,
Will my faith come near?
If I stand here and finish,
Will my thoughts be clear?

I move deeper into the water
Hoping it will save me
I move far away from the land,
Wishing it could set me free.

I think I found my freedom,
Far away from everyone.
At least I went down quietly,
At least I didn’t take out my gun.
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You Don’t Get It You Fool

Posted on October 8th, 2008 by The King.
Categories: POEMS.

Have you ever been used?
Ever been beaten down?
Given your soul for something you love,
but just been played around?

Have you ever felt like I feel?
Been used to mask the lies?
Just been a part of the puzzle,
Left to rot as the mission dies?

Has your heart ever been broken,
Into a million pieces and one?
Has your chest ever hurt,
Like you’ve been shot with a gun?

You lie to yourself,
Hoping you will find a cure,
Making yourself believe,
Other’s intentions are pure.

But each time you do this,
You make yourself feel worse,
But each time you do this,
You just lengthen the curse

You don’t know how to feel
You don’t know what to think,
You don’t know what to say,
You don’t know when to blink.
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