Soteriophobic Tea• Show poetry

I love to right dark. But when I think about love or feel like being silly I just can't help but write about things that are funny and happiness. I never right anything i dont feel. I just don't know how to portray it in words. But I really hope you like my poems and if you have any questions, at all, please ask. Thanks, enjoy!


-blurring and stirring the truth and the lies
so I dont know whats real and whats not
allways confusing the thoughts in my head
so I can't trust myself anymore
     -Evanesence

-Why are we dieing to live
if we're just living to die?
       -Johney Lang

-swalloed up in the sound of my screaming
Cannot cease for the fear of silent nights
oh how I long for the deep sleep dreaming
the goddess of imaginary light
     -Evanesence

-My wounds cry for the grave
my soul crys for deliverence
will I be denied?
Christ
Tournequet
My suiside
  -Evanesence

-Can't touch this
   -M.C hammer

-Don't try to fix me I'm not broken
hello? I am the lie living for you so you can
hide, don't cry
      -Evanesence

-Watching me wanting me
I can feel you pull me down
Fearing you loving you
I won't let you pull me down
      -Evanesence

-But who can decide what they dream?
And dream I do...
     -Evanesence

-Have you forgotten all I Know
and all we had?
You saw me mourning my love for you
and you touched my hand
That's when I knew you loved me then
     -Evanesence

-I'll miss the winter
a world of fragile things
look for me in the white forest
Hideing in a hollow tree (come find me)
I know you hear me
I can taste it in your tears!!
      -Evanesence

-Without the mask
where will you hide?
I can't find yourself
Lost in your lies
   -Evanesence

-I tear my heart open
I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And my scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open
Just to feel
       -papa roach

_"Love is like racing across the frozen tundra on a snowmobile which flips over, trapping you underneath. At night, the ice-weasels come."
                                                        -Nietchze

A young blonde was on vacation in the depths of Louisiana. She wanted a pair of genuine alligator shoes in the worst way, but was very reluctant to pay the high prices the local vendors were asking. After becoming very frustrated with the 'no haggle' attitude of one of the shopkeepers, the blonde shouted, 'Maybe I'll just go out and catch my own alligator so I can get a pair of shoes at a reasonable price!'

The shopkeeper said, 'By all means, be my guest. Maybe you'll luck out and catch yourself a big one!'

Determined, the blonde turned and headed for the swamps, set on catching herself an alligator. Later in the day, the shopkeeper is driving home, when he spots the young woman standing waist deep in the water, shotgun in hand.

Just then, he sees a huge 9 foot alligator swimming quickly toward her. She takes aim, kills the creature and with a great deal of effort hauls it on to the swamp bank. Laying nearby were several more of the dead creatures.

The shopkeeper watches in amazement. Just then the blonde flips the alligator on it's back, and frustrated, shouts out, 'Damn it, this one isn't wearing any shoes either!'

-"everyone loves a little goat."
                      -Heather Miller

-"Stop pulling down my pants!"
                   -KA

-An eccentric philosophy professor gave a one question final exam after a semester dealing with a broad array of topics.

The class was already seated and ready to go when the professor picked up his chair, plopped it on his desk and wrote on the board: "Using everything we have learned this semester, prove that this chair does not exist."

Fingers flew, erasers erased, notebooks were filled in furious fashion. Some students wrote over 30 pages in one hour attempting to refute the existence of the chair. One member of the class however, was up and finished in less than a minute.

Weeks later when the grades were posted, the rest of the group wondered how he could have gotten an A when he had barely written anything at all.

His answer consisted of two words: "What chair?"