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Believe LOVE insane, deceive
LOVE pain.
Sincere LOVE fade, fear
LOVE afraid.
Avoids LOVE dying, noise
LOVE crying.
Until LOVE deceit, will
LOVE obsolete.
Feeling LOVE miserable, Killing
LOVE Invisible.
Copyright © Roger Byrd | Year Posted 2023
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I felt, oh well Who cares?
No one was there.
I'd be the laugh at, never had.
A has been that was mad at the world
because of one girl.
Shaken, afraid, I'm awaken now.
Down, so stressed I guess I love it when I'm depressed.
I... I feel it in my mind at times that I'm
nothing, did I do something?
What gives how can I live when I can't forget.
I'm not gonna run, but I'm done.
If I Had Someone I could make it, on
my own I fake it.
Copyright © Roger Byrd | Year Posted 2023
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What is this reflection?
Something of depression as my feelings have
many questions.
Dealing with madness & aggression, this is my sadness concealing myself oppression.
My confession is lying thoughts, no direction &
crying in exhaust.
The deception of hiding truth, my expression confiding this abuse.
Here are the Mirrors That Listen to my issues, a sinner for attention because I miss you.
Copyright © Roger Byrd | Year Posted 2023
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Deep & Dark Part 4...... This chapter
Of choaitc lost hope & disaster, I had to provoke what we had cause it was a joke....
This is it... My thoughts that sit & rot.... So distraught, I've faught the last war... I can't ignore how it was before, all the gore.... I can't do it anymore.... Deep & Dark in my heart, I knew you from the start....
You ripped me apart & left your mark.... So this is the end, I can't pretend to be happy when I feel nothing but agony....
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Deep & Dark Part 1... Let me
Fall... And tell
You All...
I've had to crawl... Walk on broken bones alone.... So cold & still nobody knows..
I've been hated
Replaced..... I feel as if I've disgraced her faith... Our fate has wrote it's final date.... Its final numeral, I watch its funeral...
I insist myself to
Never miss her, I can't just forget her.... Its sticks in the pit of my stomach it makes me sick…
Copyright © Roger Byrd | Year Posted 2023
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Inspire I write wisdom in the fire, to decline
the bitter taste of a dark intelligence that I
admire.
My heart is a sentence of jealousy behind a question mark of
vengeance.
Blood from a Love Note Paper Cut, I'd do
anything to keep the wound
shut.
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Terrify my existing smile with cynical
illusions.
Vilify resisting my vile physical life into
ruins.
Paralyze conflicting denial of my mental
delusions.
Ashamed I wither in sadness
whispers.
Remained bitter & madness
triggers.
Blamed a quitter so callous it
hinders.
Deranged & I see horrid
scenes.
Unexplained & it was me in distorted
dreams.
Feigned & free my Morbid
Screams.
Copyright © Roger Byrd | Year Posted 2022
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My Heart is your home for you to never feel
alone.
My Heart is your song, its where you
belong.
My Heart is your bed, I love you remember what I said.
My Heart may be broken, but your my hope & devotion.
My Heart is cold but I give it to you to hold, please don’t let go.
My Heart is in your dreams, go to sleep to see what it means.
My Heart is real, I want you to feel.
Copyright © Roger Byrd | Year Posted 2022
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Alone I am sadness unknown, a madness of my own.
Broken I am silent unspoken in this private moment, in emotion of lonesome defiance.
I am coldness unclothed, a soul provoked by those who loathe.
I am exposed by love, an oath I owe to the God above & the Devil below.
I am lost in exhaustion, in thoughts of my final option.
In denial with caution, I’m just A Smile
Forgotten.
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Sincere I forget, distrust I hurt
a grudge of distraction. Mere I
tend to resent, lust observe
must it happen. Insist despair
I exist, such blood nerves
in scratches. Dare I admit
I’m scared, in dust &
Love Burnt Ashes.
Copyright © Roger Byrd | Year Posted 2021
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