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John William Ravencroft Poem
I've lost my best friend, I'll never see her again
Its all my fault, I'm just a monster in thee end
She was my first love, my beautiful gift from heaven above
my beautiful princess, my beautiful queen
you will always be the girl of my dreams
I've lost her forever, she never coming back
its not a lie, its a fact
I drove her away, by trying to make her stay
always saying goodbye, is what made her cry
now that i lost her, i just want to die
I wish you could understand, my suffering and pain
but its not your fault, I'm the one to blame
I just wish I could hold you in my arms, and feel your warm in embrace
and see your beautiful smile, and your beautiful face
Every time i see you, you made my heart race
I wish I could have loved you, for many more years to come
instead i drove you farther and farther away, even before i got that chance to dance with you
on your birthday, and now that futures is taken away
I tried so hard to keep us together, while you were gone
trying to make you a beautiful love song, but in thee end i did it all wrong
now its just a song of death, as i sing from my cold heart and dying breath
my sweetie, my love, my sweet heart, I know I've did you wrong
I have no right to have loved you this long
in the beginning I had nothing, no future, no reason to be alive and all I wanted was to die
I was so hollow, so cold, so dead inside
then i met you and you made me feel alive
Everyday I got to talk to you, were the best days of my life
You made feel special and wanted when no one else did
I'm so stupid for all the things i did
all i ever wanted was for you to be happy and loved
something a monster like me can never know of
I know it my fault you don't come around
so I'm leaving, you won't have to see me anymore
i hope you find what your looking for
someone who is better then me, that will always make you happy
now I'm going back to being alone, for the darkness is my true home
now I'm ready to close my eyes and see the wonderful things i wish i could of when i was alive
and now its time this story in my life comes to the final chapter, for this is it my love,
this is how my story ends
*Thee End*
Copyright © John William Ravencroft | Year Posted 2018
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John William Ravencroft Poem
What an ugly place, what an ugly face,
the human race is such a disgrace
The people here are different, always looking for someone to blame
I was born from darkness and brought in this world of suffering and pain
and only knowing nothing but shame
A world filled with hate and sadness
turning a poor boy's beautiful dreams into madness
A world filed with liars and killings, lust and greed
A world with people always needing to feed
A space in they're hearts that can't be satisfied or filled
Always wanting more, never wanting less
even things like drugs, sex, lies and thrills or watching someones blood spilled
Is not an enough to satisfied the human heart or the hearts of the wicked.
Copyright © John William Ravencroft | Year Posted 2018
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John William Ravencroft Poem
I am nothing in this life
but a tool to be used when ever you like
I feel nothing but shame but I only have myself to blame
I feel no happiness, no love only pain
anything I do makes me feel the same
sometimes I don't even feel alive
nothing just dead inside
my heart feels like a block of ice
hard and cold and sometimes too heavy to hold
my soul once so full of life
now is dark and twisted full of spite
my eyes were so warm and kind
now are so empty and blind
each day that passes, makes me feel like I'm losing my mind
I am alone in this world of mine
now death has become a friend of mine
(The End)
Copyright © John William Ravencroft | Year Posted 2018
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John William Ravencroft Poem
The greatest illusion in this life is innocence
it's something that gets worse over time
affecting the body's, eyes, ears, soul, and mind
making you so dumb, deaf and blind
denying the truth all the time
Believing in someone who pretends to be different and is the best
thinking like they're better than the rest
never being honest, always keeping secrets trying to be so sublime
Always lying, cheating, stealing and ready to kill
can't even tell what or who is real
living a life that's so surreal
never really knowing how to feel
like love, compassion or forgiveness
to them its nothing but business
even a person that looks and acts pure at heart
is really hiding their true intentions in the dark
holding back a sinister grin, trying to trick you and let them in
turning your mind so cold and thin
telling you things like they want to take care of your heart
just so they can tare it apart
praying on your emotional state
telling you it must be fate
only to be devoured by their words and choices you have made
making you deals and promises they'll never intend to keep
doing and plotting bad things and watching you while you sleep
turning your hopes and dreams into nightmares and messing with your mind
making you believe it was nothing more than a waste of time
letting you watch, as your whole world crashes and burns and your mind slowly begins to turn
until there is nothing left but the cold surrounding air of sweet merciful death
watching as you breathing your very last breath
as your lying in a state of decay, as your body rots and slowly begins to fade away
leaving you with nothing left to say or meaning or reason to stay
taken everything you hoped and loved and dreamed away in a flash,
as it sits in front of you like a pile of ash
still staring at you with their innocent, eyes
still filling your head full of false hope and lies
until the day you die.
Copyright © John William Ravencroft | Year Posted 2018
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John William Ravencroft Poem
What is death?, I said to myself breathing my last breath
Is him a friend or a foe?, As I lay in thee icy cold snow
then a shadow appeared and whisper in my ear
Death is someone who is always near
taking away your loved ones and people you hold dear
Death is something that brings you a lot of tears
filling your heart and soul with fear
Death is something that brings you Joy or pain
but to him its all the same, he feels no happiness, no love, no pain, no sorrow
no passion, no pride everything is just dead inside
Death is neither your friend or your foe, Hes just someone who comes then goes
taking no ones side but hes own, Death has no friends, No family or home hes just all alone
Death can be a monster or a savior, depending on how people see him
and depending on their behavior, but in humanities eyes he will always be the bad guy
and now that I've answered you its time for us to go, picking my cold lifeless body up from the snow, so I smile and closed my eyes and feel nothing but peace inside as I slowly fall asleep
for now I know death has come to take me home
(thee end)
Copyright © John William Ravencroft | Year Posted 2018
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