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A cold dark night, whispers muttered, I fought for light, and then I uttered,
"Awake me from this nightmare, a black haunting I CANNOT BARE!"
opened my eyes jumped out of my bed, caught my breath, and nodded my head, only a dream,
then I said.

There need not be another that night so I stayed awake in fright,
in fright of that dream, that unbearable thought.

Then as I laid, eyes heavy and weary, so did I fade, into midnight dreary.
When suddenly I felt a presence of pain
a presence of evil, fear, and vain.

Onto the floor then came a drift, and with it fog and ice did sift.

"WHO GOES THERE!" I shouted, to which I doubted my feeble legs as I stood to the floor.
"It is I, Death."
Confused and confounded, I looked into the dark that surrounded, and quite astounded I saw
a monster appear
and to much of my dismay, its finger pointed my way.
"What do you want?" said I in fear "You." said monster, coming near.
"But so young am I" i did reply "Its an awful mistake, for you my life to take."

"Its no mistake, these I don't make." the creature did quake,

With wings of bone, scythe in one hand, he brought fear across the land
and still stood his finger, still at me it linger.
"NO!" I screamed and tried to flee, but move now I couldn't so quickly, for to my dismay
these legs did stay, a thousand pounds they did weigh.
"PLEASE, I BEG YOU, DO IMPLORE, I AM SO YOUNG AND LIFE I ADORE, YOU CANNOT TAKE ME, I NEED
NOT GO, PLEASE TELL ME WHY, THIS I MUST KNOW!"

So softly said death, in a single breath,
"No purpose is there, for death is not fair."
"You could be so young, but I do not care."
"And now you must bare what all will bare, Death's cold stare."
"But be not frightened, for with peace will you be enlightened. No more pain or sorrow,
this all I must borrow, until the morrow when all is no more."

His words like razors, cut through my heart
and with it peace, began to start.
For apart from the fear, the unsettled surprise
it dawned to me Death, had opened my eyes.
For life blistered my soul with a sore
that death would heal with its "No More"

"Ok" I said "Take life's pain from my head"
"Bring me peace, among the dead!"

And so quickly he came, and so quickly I went
and brought it no shame, and told it no hint
and with it he did, just as i was told
suddenly no pain, NO FEAR, NONE BEHOLD!
this all he did borrow until the morrow, when all is no more
and of it all i did hear, was just a faint hiss
then into the nothingness of abyss
did my peace come, with Death's Kiss.

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Ms. Mazal

I have come to find
you haunt my mind
with so many pleasures,
and a smile so kind.

To beauty none compare
an angels face and hair
but this wall in between us,
leaves me in despair.

But your presence alone
can break the hardest stone
so that I am with you,
and our love will then be shown.

Alas it cannot be
For I'm too young you see
so all my feelings I'll have to conceal,
but never will my heart be free.

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Crucified

Its the day of my crucifixion,
I am to be hung on that Tree,
And those who sentenced me,
My Authority from 8 to 3.

All 6 i must face
Torn in my disgrace
My plead, empty.

Each one of my judges, up high on their throne,
Looking down upon me, as i dangle alone.
Spitting and snarling with razor sharp horns,
Eyes beady and squinting in sadistic scorns.

"You little rat, you worthless brat,
you don't do sh**, I won't hear your bit!"

"Your just a child? I COULDN'T CARE LESS!
So confess, 
you didn't try, you simply lie!"

"Whats this plea, of ADD
its nothing to me!"

"For i am large and you are small,
your on thin ice mister, back down or FALL!"

So here i hang, nailed upon my cross,
Verbally beaten, disregarded, I'm at a loss.
My trial proceeds, alone i must stand,
my fate concedes, at each teacher's hand.

"Whats his punishment for crimes committed?
Exposing his fears seems rather fitted,
and in front of his peers, 
so he'll hurt for YEARS!"

Court dismissed, Its finally done,
I've been beaten down, they had their fun.
time to go home, where I still sit alone,
until tomorrow, what I face is unknown.

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Tearing the Satin Wings

During everyday,
at a time so familiar and relative
the forbidden fruit wishes to be eaten.

So then will teeth be sunken into it's luster?
and savor its sweet, soft allure,
and let its presence inside turn and twist the stomach.

Will it resist?
clawing out it's eyes and drowning it's ears
so as not to let influence become the falling.

can it resist?
and remain along this line of crosses
with daggers in the heart and needles in the eyes.

and to what would that bring,
but a crooked smile,
and an awkward stare.

demons scream a name in the ear,
like nails to a chalkboard
a screech that no other can hear.

And with the struggles of fear
the blood will smear
and with it a tear.

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Love Is Like

Love is like wine
Bittersweet,
Love enough to make me sick
Rip my heart out
Its yours now
Be gentle.

Love is like a sickness
Once you got it,
it must run it's course.
Teasing your emotions,
Butterflies in my stomach
Rid me of it.

Love is like a debt
so much at first
its more than enough
unaware its eroding your heart
breaking it down into nothing,
left with emptiness.

love is like a mad dog
chasing cars in the street
such a rush is the run
such a pain is the hit,
bones broken left in the street,
only to start over.

love is like a drug,
the first trip is the best,
high as a kite.
dependency settles in,
isn't doing what it did.
sweating and shivering
time to come down.

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Broken Is My Heart

It was mid December. The warm summers always cease to escape me. Leaving with nothing but
a long cold and bleak winter.
The fire was the only thing in this dark chamber of a home that kept me company. And as it
burned with life and bestowed it's
warm light unto me I couldn't help but think of the reason for my pain. For you see there
are many pains out there.
All we must face and fight and cry and hurt and do the best we can to make somewhat of a
recovery, but my pain seemed to never end.
So long it stayed, dormant, like a thorn in my heart, like a wound that would never heal,
like an endless winter.
Love had found me and i let it slip away. With it i had felt pain i had never known exist.
I felt sick, no medicine could rid me of this
illness that is a broken heart. Rather a stolen heart. I let her have it and she took it
with her, to the grave. Now there is but an empty
shell that was once a man. So what now? Find love again? The only thing i will find is the
terrible memory of my loss. So to my sweet,
i say i have only but one wish...to be with you. To hold you again, but this will not be.
It cannot be.

Suicide is painless really.
it gives you numbness. unable to suffer or love.

Best Poems Written by Jon Sledge

Addiction

An Endless Coin Toss

As We Should

A Marine's Day

Death's Kiss

Ms. Mazal

Crucified

Tearing the Satin Wings

Love Is Like

Broken Is My Heart