BlackCagedHeart

::clears throat:: AHEM!!!::cough cough:: Let me be the voice of "sunlight". I LIKED IT!!! IT's basically a revised version of my poem, but better than my poem! YAY> :woot: Congrats on a politicval contreversy!!!! YAY, controversy! DAMN YOU POPUPS!!! Ooops....nevermind that....::blushes:: BlackCagedHEart

YAy!!!FIrst replier again/!!!!!!Woop woop. :woot: Good poem. Felt I was going to trikle a tear. ::frowns:: Oh, well. Good regardless BlackCagedHEart

Suspenseful no doubt! It left me hanging on at each ending of another line. I love the feeling that you need more and then it makes its way to you. Bon Appetitu! I can sense your longing to do such things, but refrain from it because some internal force can't allow it. (I feel all "moody and poetic" today. Forgive me!) Great job. BlackCagedHeart

Hah. This poem would remind me of something once said to me. An "admirer" of mine had smiled at me and said "I wouldn't know if you hid razorblades in your pockets, nor would I care, but I was ever your boyfriend I'd be scared to death, BEcause I'd never know if you were going to kiss me or kill me." I can feel a deep connection with this "femme" and am seeing others around me have quite the same reaction. Well done. If I can connect with it, you know it has to have a different meaning.Once again, Well done!! BlackCagedHeart

Yes, I know I'm corny. I quite like to write or draw things on songs I like. Here's one based on Evanescence's song Haunted. Bleeding, screaming haunting me you're in my heart, mind and dreams why won't you leave and let me be? stop the pain stop the grief why do you keep hurting me? you whisper, I scream I keep crying Yet I keep dying BlackCagedHeart

I like it. I congratulate your successes on such a neat first poem. Good job, and I was just wondering who is the female in the picture? It sparked my interest.... BlackCagedHeart

I bled for you you do not care I died for you and you just stared I ripped out my heart and gave it to you Ripped out my eyes and fed them to you I bottled my soul and gave you the flask You lit it on fire it tumbled to ash You turned on me that same day THrew my heart and body away That's when I knew I had been.... Betrayed BlackCagedHEart

For some odd reason, when I read this I felt a weird fuzzy feeling....then I walked outside and killed something. BlackCagedHeart

::blushes:: You are TOO kind, my friend. BlackCagedHEart

My goodness! It's so cool over 100 people have read this certain poem by me. I mean not to offend ANYONE by this. MY apoligies to any who were. You all speak words of opinion and I much enjoy seeing it. Thank YOU! BlackCagedHeart

I liked it. I think it was really good. The ONLY piece of critquing I'd do is change a few words. ^-^ Glad to read it. BlackCagedHeart

They told you so They made you do it?! Did they hold a gun to your skull? If they took you to a bridge, and told you, would you jump? Never you'd admit it, That it took your body too Pressure is a strong tool But you can do what you want to Noone tells your brain Any actions or what to say, If you fold so quickly You are weak and are a fool If I said to kill yourself, Would you do what I say too? BlackCagedHeart

I watched my love Fall from above An angel from the skies long sleek hair and beautiful eyes He never tells me lies When he speaks and writes, I know He's my blessing from the skies BlackCagedHeart

Happiness, happiness where can you be? Why is it you always go, run and hide from me? I am just a shadow, A shadow from your past I remember back when we were together and I laughed I could smile and you were there hanging out with me Now it seems quite random For you to bring me glee Until those days, I lay here Drowning in misery BlackCaged HEart

Shattered glass fights from the past each you kept inside All the scars you hide each room keeps a deep secret you must keep All those bad words said All those days you'd wish you're dead All those days are past.... With the cleaning of the broken glass. BlackCagedHeart

Simple, yet complex Complicated? yes. Easily amused Broken yet unused voices deep inside Sociable yet shy Every day you weep But a smile's put up all week Angry, yet depressed Only one of you is that So many of you, too.... What's a bi-polar to do? Black Caged Heart

Screaming Priests You're gonna die (You'll go to hell) Surrender to my will (Because we know you will) It's like screeching nails On your f*cking blackboard Snapping bodies Broke in half (This is you) IF we don't get your cash Pray to him (He will love) Your loving Christ is up above He sees this but you are still here Should I strip down for your god? Take off my clothes for your own charge? Should you take me for that ride? Kill me now so I will die? Will I know your loving Christ? Does it work if I'm my own sacrifice? BlackCagedHeart

::Twitches:: Yes, I twitch at the thought of being interviewed. I beg your apoligies. Yes, my hastiness and stupidity at being new here has led me here. Let me please introduce myself formally, as I hadn't been able to thus far. I am Daemara, otherwise known as the BlackCagedHEart, or TheBlackFlame. I will so forth give you a lovely free sample of me and my craftiness.P.S- Everybody loves free samples! Not able to breath as she takes her seat She hadn't sat here She thought she felt a tear Maybe from the fear She wasn't quite sure If she'd jump up and run for the door In the tall man crept To ask her all these things About the blood and stings About her pictures she had stitches She had the stigmatisms She had the twitch she had the fear the man sat there and he just stared She was scared She hated mankind She hated her mind She hated the pain She hated the games They'd play on her emotions She wanted to leap into the ocean She was called The Psycho She had let herself go She cut up her body SHe wanted away HE asked the things she dared not say Truth or lies... She wants to die... That little girl I know so well She's me and I'm going to hell

I'm the one who sits Always giving hints About my f*cked up life ("Everything's alright") I can see my bones Eating you don't know Sleeping on the floor Waiting for the door Swing open again Punch me once again I can feel your hate I'm your punching "mate" I'm bleeding again (You said you were my friend) But you are my dad and this will never end I'm the one who's fleeing I am the dead being BlackCagedHeart

Oh my goodness. Your poem makes me want to cry... ::Is a friend/sister of Yatsuna13:: ^-^