Brian
The darkness bleeds
Violent Screams
Of Sweet insanity
If I listen close
I can hear
The voices calling me
The voices in the darkness scream
My eyes begin to bleed a tide
of crimson red, the color of dreams
Pictures in my head subside
The voices in the darkness scream
My eyes begin to bleed a tide
of crimson red, the color of dreams
Pictures in my head subside
The broken homes
No time well spent
The kids get no sympathy
The battered faces
Of crying children
In the visions that I see
The voices in the darkness scream
My eyes begin to bleed a tide
of crimson red, the color of dreams
Pictures in my head subside
The voices in the darkness scream
My eyes begin to bleed a tide
of crimson red, the color of dreams
Pictures in my head subside
The darkness bleeds
Violent screams
of sweet insanity
If I listen close
I can hear
The voices calling me
A contest entry
- All Your Poems Are Belong To Me by Samantha Amergirdol.
1000 points, ended September 6, 2007, 106 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Very intense and amazingly written. I love your flow and rhyme in this poem, truly a great write.
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This flows very well. I'd love to hear it being played...let me know when that's possible.
I think you captured the emotion well, nice imagery too. Good luck!
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touching
please do not give me double points. i like to say what i feel and the doudle points or any points means nothing to me. this made me cry. as any person hurt in childhood themselves they will feel. You paint the colors with your words thank you for sharing them
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thank you very much for the wonderful comment. Honestly I don't know how to not give double points I think it does it automatically when something is featured. I'm glad you enjoyed the lyrics.
-Brian-
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Very lyrical - could become a hit one day - liked the flow, the repetition of the words - insane they say? Think you mean the instead of he in line three of that second verse.
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this read like lyrics to me. i can definitely feel it as a dark song.
it's tough to describe insanity. each person has their own. you've shown a glimpse of yours
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This piece it the chanting of insanity. You've captured its relentless force in the brain by your repetative wording. Very unique, and original style.
Insanely beutiful write, friend.
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I Like your Style
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My eyes begin to bleed a tide
of crimson red, he color of dreams
Love it**
It's awesome.
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Wow, I really loved it. Very creative putting your lyrics on here. Nice job, can't wait for more.
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This is your best write so far, Rld. I loved this more than Elergy because it was even deeper and the story was very deep. I also loved the flow of this as a song. I can imagine listening to it right now. How does it sound being played by your band? Pretty good?
I think you may go far as a band, and I wish you the best of luck in doing that... hopefully you wish me the same luck.
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