Poems not for the Weak at Heart

Take My Life

Bring on the heartbreak
Bring on the tears
Bring on the pain
Bring on the fears

You can hit me
You can hurt me
You can rape me
You can kill me

I can take the sadness
I can take the broken heart
I can take the depression
I can take the part

Broken hearted
Broken winged
Broken boned
Broken pride

Bruised face
Bruised pride
Bruised arms
Bruised back

Take my heart
Take my pride
Take my emotions
Take my life

-Kaiderine Synns
Copyright© Danielle Collins May 12, 2009


Tear My Life Apart

Shoot me down
Out of the sky
Break my wings
So I can’t fly

Throw me to the ground
Beat me to the bone
Show me what it’s like
For pain to go unknown

Shove me on the bed
Rape me ‘til I cry
My tears will never fall
But I just want to die

Bring me to my knees
Try to make me beg
Show me you don’t care
With the bruises on my legs

Whip me to the floor
Hit me ‘til I bleed
Face twisted with rage
Forcing me to plead

You can break me down
You can break my heart
You can do whatever you want
You can tear my life apart

-Kaiderine Synns
Copyright© Danielle Collins May 12, 2009

Sonnets For English Class

October Night

On a cold, yet windless October night
We share kisses beneath the violet moon
The tender and sweet caress of twilight
It's moments like this that end all too soon

Your soft, quiet voice, it takes me higher
Even as the cold autumn wind doth blow
Let us warm and dance around the fire
And here I'll bask in the love you show

Would you plant this kiss, leave it on my lips
I love you dearly, please just give me this
Hold me closely, place your hands on my hips
And when you must leave, I will miss this bliss

Tell me, do you love me, please do not lie
Answer honestly, please don't let me die


-Kaiderine Synns
Copyright© Danielle Collins October 14, 2009

Magical Moonlight

I wish you no harm, speak softly to me
Hold me ever so softly in your heart
What could this night possibly for us start
To my heart, I shall give you the sole key
Will you be the one that will set me free
To me, your passion is the sweetest tart
My heart will be lonely when we must part
I know, in the end, together we'll be

Under this sweet and magical moonlight
Take me, let me be lost in love's abyss
Fill my soul with this wondrous delight
Give me this moment of true love's pure bliss
Don't let me go till we must say goodnight
Put your lips on mine, we'll share true love's kiss

-Kaiderine Synns
Copyright© Danielle Collins October 16, 2009

Poems written for/about me

Danii

My best friend is truly misunderstood

She comes from nature like the earth and wood

All the misconceptions about her, she must defend

They can't see, she has the gentleness of the wind

My friend is mischievous; that's not just a rumor

But it's only her way of showing a sense of humor

She has love and respect for the human race

Which never seems to be returned what a disgrace

My friend has a heart full of loyalty and love

Her grace and beauty were gifts from above

She loves to frolic and run just for fun

Otherwise it's shade she seeks, to be out of the sun

There are times you may not see her standing there

But, of your presence, you can bet she is aware

When I look into her eyes, I see age old intelligence

When other see her, in fear they wince

I love to watch my friend as she runs so free

Because my friend is a beautiful grey wolf, you see

-Sereinty Silverwolf

Copyright© Catherine Payne October 15, 2009

Feelings

Well, someone I hold dear in my heart wanted to die the other day. He called his friend over because he was feeling suicidal and didn't want to be alone. His friend let him take a shower. That was the first mistake he made. I'll start at the beginning. He was told around 4 and told I wouldn't be able to talk for a while. Apparently at some point he got really worried about me. I came home to texts that first made me smile and then horrified me. There was a ten page rant on how much he loved me. I couldn't help but smile. Then the nexts texts that I read made my world spin. "___ just came out of the shower. His hands are covered in blood. I asked him where the blood came from but he didn't say anything." That text was sent hours before I got the phone around 9:30. I was frantic and I texted back "please tell me he's okay" and got a "He's crying on his bed right now" He'd cut his wrist. 13 times. I was devistated. He was hurt because he was worried about me. What was I supposed to do? He's hundreds of miles away and I am here, helpless. Honestly there IS nothing I can do. No matter how much I wish there was. He's doing a little better now, but hardly. Those scars will last a long while, but will eventually start to fade. But the emotional scars it left will be with him forever. Every time he looks at his arm now, he breaks down. I've got his good friends keeping a watchful eye on him now. He never leaves their sight. And all sharp objects have been completely removed from his reach. He is very close to my heart and I don't like seeing him like this. His pain is hurting me. He needs to not worry on me and focus move on himself. Or one day,he may not make it out of the shower. It may all end there. And that would kill me inside. Because it would be a while until I could follow him into the darkness. Please. If you're reading this, you mean a lot to me and I don't know what I'd do if you were to leave.Be safe.For not only yourself. But for me and all those who love you.

-Kaiderine Synns

Copyright© Danielle Collins October 14, 2009