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Samantha Carol-Ann Winland

*This is a dedication to lover that i lost to the pathetic and horrible teenage heart.
I still love you Samantha, no matter what happens in bewteen us, always and forever.

So many secrets
And, honestly i dont just
Merely want to hear
Another lie if any were told...
Never the less, can i even
Trust a word that comes out of
Her mouth? or are they
Alibies? maybe i'll die right now

Cause i can't stand not knowing
Another hug and fake smile
Really darling, has it come to this?
Or is this just a dream that will not
Let me wake up? please release me me. this is
-A nightmare! im screaming for an answer
Never to be given. a hint that
No lies were told in this tradgic affair.

Where did the honesty go? doubt
Is clouding my thoughts and
Nevermore shall i cry for you
Let me jump out of my window cause
Alibies are all i ever here from you
Now do you understand how much i hate this?
Dying on the inside for you.

Copyright © Erin Paule | Year Posted 2010



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Love, Live, Lie.

I'm falling from my tower
the tower of good intensions.
Into the sadistic blackness
and to drown in my fears.
When the warning was given,
you'd think that I would have known
what was coming to me and where I'd go.
but still I can't believe this drama that I'm in.
My heart is racing and beating out of my chest.
with my soul just as broken ad a promise
made by a being who:
LIES TO LIVE.

Copyright © Erin Paule | Year Posted 2010

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Cut It Out of Me.

contemplation,
do i blow my brains out now?
or do i sit here and count all of my blessings?
i want to scream.
let me just cut my skin off.
pealing it away layer by layer
let me count all of the insults that got beneath it.
all of the hurt, pain, sadness...
let it flow from me with the blood.
watch it drain as i lay there smiling.
is this the end?
or a peaceful beginning to a life i never knew?
years of a tortured soul pouring out,
you'd think it was an exorcism.
can all of this pain really hide in one soul?
how could it coexist with a child,
just a mere child of god?
it didn't and it never would...
not peacefully that is.
it tore at her insides,
pulling her deeper into this god damned
contemplation.

Copyright © Erin Paule | Year Posted 2010

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Let Go...

lost inside
dead where he stands
why doesn't he just
let go?
tires squealing
people screaming
and there is blood
flooding the street
in black clothing they stand
thinking, "why did he,
Let go?"

*this is dedicated to more than just my friend, Anthony-Michael, who jumped infront of a car 
on December 15th, killing himself. I love you Anthony and I can only hope that you are 
happy where you are now. I'm sorry that it just had to come to this. -Always and Forever 
you shall be in my heart, Erin Gillian, your Half-Sister.

Copyright © Erin Paule | Year Posted 2010

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Choke!

Coughing up all of this blood
unable to utter a cry for help
laying here dying
is this going to be the end?

Have you ever loved me
did you ever mean that sweet-talk
every god damned kiss
those infernal love songs...

Or was it all a lie
a little story to get
exactly what you wanted
a subliminal message in every thought

Killing me with these ideas
was it true or false
were the words ever meant
did i fall for your lies?

Each question suffocating me
i cant breathe, some one help
can anyone hear my pleas
i'm bleeding out my last words.

"I love you."

Copyright © Erin Paule | Year Posted 2010



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The Downfall

the desolation of humanity
forbid of their democracy
withheld of this,
their insanity,

not only could God understand
could he undertake the damned?
prosperous are the cursed
and destruction their provider.

the downfall is upon us
and with the end so near
could you withstand it?

upheld on your perch of lies
that you've devoured them with
this is the downfall, the downfall of us all
and you're falling far

down to the gallows of hell
broken scores of maledict humanity
suffocating under your possession
can they breathe?

no longer shall they grovel
a histerical begging at your feet.
they'll crawl from the depths of hell
and take back what's rightfully theirs.

Copyright © Erin Paule | Year Posted 2009

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Too Young, Too Fast

In the blackened sky our blood runs high, light is deceased and skin crawls. Drop the dagger 
and show me who I am. Shivering spines, we're so cold and hold me tight, don't let go. First 
touch. My dear, did you know it would be like this? Hold on, let's go. This night is ours and so 
young, so brave. We have all the time the world can hold. Why don't we wait? Come on, 
while the night is still young. Soft skin and smooth lips, I didn't know we'd be like this. Small 
words and a soft voice, the last kiss goodnight. "I love you." flies through the blackened sky 
whispering a silent lullaby.

Copyright © Erin Paule | Year Posted 2010

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Beat Me Dead

i ache all over
i can hardly breathe
do i dare take another step?
my spine is crooked
and my throat so dry
that blood pours out of my mouth
im covered in scars
and broken bones create me
bruises lace my skin
and fear running through my veins
this is too much pain.
i scream out in the night
begging for an escape
the fists that have impact
as strong as a hammer
create within me, a phobia.
the stairs are too close
don't walk down without checking
because the pain may come quick
and the scars will last ages.
maybe im clumsy
or maybe he's mad
either way im just
hurt
broken and
scared.
do i dare disobey?
my heart is finally giving out
and my lungs shriveling inside of me
this is the part where i die.
pushed down the stairs
or beaten to the ground
im no longer bruised by you.

Copyright © Erin Paule | Year Posted 2010

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Untitled

when our words fail,
the music speaks.
when silence is upon us,
art whispers a story.
what happens when all is quiet?
everything is just silent,
tranquillity is a dictator.
such a thing,
should not exist.
a name is not needed
for a tragedy such as this.
when all is quiet,
the best it can be called is:
"Untitled."

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The God Damned Gun

this confrontation
is more than i can handle
these expectations
are over-running my life
your honesty
is killing me
so tear me down
and burn me out
wipe away these pitiful tears
cause i cant bear to see you cry
I'm worthless to you
and you're everything to me
so why don't we share the cost
of that god damned gun?
darling, it's just a game of
Russian roulette.

Copyright © Erin Paule | Year Posted 2010

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