Eternal Cries

Alright, I'll admit, this one is a bit odd. Just, stick with me here, I'm trying. Besides, there are meanings that you won't get if you don't look just a Little Deeper.

Eternal Cries

Scream
Shout
Cry the Night Away
You took the Wrong route

Scream
Cry
Shout the Pain Away
You saw the Wrong sky

Sob
Scream
Run Happiness Away
All over a Dream

Cry
Forever
Sob Your Life Away
But Think of Me Never

Again

You and I

I'm not sure about the title for this one. If anyone can suggest another one, I would be very grateful. Otherwise I hope everyone enjoys this poem as I am sure you have all enjoyed the others.

You and I

You speak of this, that, and them
I sit and listen to You My Friend
and Once Again You Speak Their Lies
so Here I Scream, Eternal Cries
and All the Nothing that You Say
Lead the Others Far Away
Then Your Chaos comes to peak
as My Mess has made me Weak
and the Pressure Starts to Rise
Facing It with dying Eyes
Now My Master Turns Away
and Death Won’t Come Another Day
Explosion as You Touch the Sky
Yet You have Fallen farther than I

Speak

Speak (Their Lies)

Talk to Them
Those friends of Your’s
Speak with Them
to open doors
Not doors to Life,
the Door to Death
the Doors They open
Quicken Your Breath
Then Lies are Spoken
inside that Door
trapping You where
it Never Rains, but it Pours

The Helper

All I can say about this one is, you're really going to have to look A Little Deeper to get the full meaning.

The Helper

Answers and Advice
Don’t You ever Think twice
Benevolent and Caring
the Wisdom He is sharing
Helps and Fixes anything
Listen Past the Great Bell Ring
for the Whisper in the Wind
few can Hear it in this din
Never slowing, Never stopped
watching as the World has Dropped
Falling farther Faster
He has the only plaster
to cement Our little lives
and stop all of the dives
from Good to Bad then Worse
yet it is His Curse
to have the only Hearse

Master of My Fate

I don't have much to say but the usual. I love comments, and I use every helpful one I can. If you think that I could have done someting better, then just say so. Other than that, I hope you all like this new poem.

Master of My Fate

Blood pressure rising,
my Eyes compromising
Secret promises
and now a feeling of Dread
washes over Us
as You make a fuss.
Now the Heart beats faster;
I’m Not My Master.
my Sword’s done slicing
as You finish You’re pricing
on the very fear I Need.
Time to follow if You won’t lead,
as this battle Rages on
and the Blood across the lawn
is all that I can see
for this Blood,
It comes from me