Shadow's Poetry...
*The* Rose
...But I Am
Baby Baby
Garden Of Glass
The Dance Of Eternal Light
Lost Soul
Parak-Ne Bachin 'De
I'm Not Okay
Deserted Losses
Just Don't Know
Into The Mist Of Memories
Can You Hear Me?
Untitled...Any Suggestions?
Untitled, My Dear
The Shadow
Eternally Yours
I Feel
Lethal Assassin/Last Time
Opposing Forces
Eternal Sunshine
Shadow's "One Step Closer"
Daddy (2)
Kiss Of Death
Don't Ask...Don't Know...
The Animal In Me
Uh...No Comment?
Tear My Heart Open
Peacin' Out...Signing Off
Reduced To Tears
Please Understand
That Fight I Didn't Win
The Reaper
Shadows Of Oblivion
Just Had To Let Go
Stray Bullet
Actually Untitled
The Dance
Loving You
For You
Only Friends
Confused And Wishing
Friend In A New World
Taking Chances
What I Need To See
My Heart With You
The Fire Of Hate
Drowning In Fury
The Tears Of Fear
Sudden Betrayal
Life Is Like A Game
I Wish
Last Words
Still Together
Couldn't Say I'm Sorry
Remembering You
A Time
Walking Tall
Ready To Die
Where Did You Go?
Forced Lie
An Angel?
Missing You Already
My Dad: Gone Too Soon
Protecting You
I'm Sorry
The Day I Died
It Could Have Been
Betrayal Is The Cruelest Thing
The End
The Real Me That Nobody Sees
Too Late
If I Died Tomorrow
My Grandma And Grandpa
My Family And Friends
Friends Are Like Angels
For My Father
To My Mother
Another Day
Kill Me
Suicide (2)
What Went Wrong?
Suicide Intentions
Desecrated Glory
You Betrayed Me- The Other Side
You Betrayed Me
What Was It Before?
For Us
Until Death Do Us Part
I Love You And Goodbye
One Of The Things That Break Me
Darkness Falls
Drawn Together
I'm Not All Right
Holy Alliance
Do You Know what You Mean To Me?
Get Your Desires When I Retire

Trust me...sometimes, you just don't wanna know what inspired a poem...this was to my friends, to the public, "And One"

I’m on my back, staring up at the sun.

Life’s game is over, and I haven’t won.

A thin, smooth cut takes three inches off my cheek.

Nothing compared to the draining blood that makes me so weak.

The red liquid drains from the left corner of my eye,

And the right corner of my mouth, how long ‘till I die?

I taste the sweat and blood, it’s bitterly sweet.

I will accept my death by wounds I cannot treat.

The merciless sun allows its radiant heat to pour down,

And the clouds in the distance promise a dark, lonely storm is abound.

My body is sore, and the powerful asphalt burns.

My head just keeps spinning so my world turns and turns.

I feel a concussion playing in the back of my head.

I’m almost curious as to how long before I am dead.

The sun’s rays, like a god, command the asphalt’s heat.

As it burns into me, I feel my slowing heartbeat.

I lie there in a puddle of my liquid of life, (blood)

I knew it was over before they pulled out the knife.

It doesn’t matter ‘cause I lie there all alone.

I was never going back to that place called my home.

There’s no sirens, no prayers, noone to help me.

As the clouds roll over, the mist of memories manifest reality.

The memories brought forth my friendships and how

I can make and break my most solemn vow.

My mind plays at me, showing me visions.

Making me conscious of all fateful decisions.

They show me Scot, whom I haven’t seen in years.

His life, his death, the worst of my fears.

They show me Cody’s face the final time I walked out her door.

It’s been so long, she wouldn’t even recognize me anymore.

It’s not her fault we were restricted from speaking.

I love her still, and found no other worth keeping.

They show me the beginning, existence, and the last of my friends,

The dissipation until isolation, and how it doesn’t matter in the end.

The first raindrop strikes down upon my face.

I snap into reality, leaving the false manifestation in my wake.

The sky opens up and begins to cry.

Each tear is cool, and I hear the clouds sigh.

The rain mixes with my blood, a crimson river of sorrow

Formulated solely to drown away my tomorrow.

The rain drops make a steady rhythm on the pavement.

They drip from the blacktop into a basement.

Traces of forgotten rain prevades this,

So erase your hate and take this from the fakeness.

With each unforgiving rain strike, it gets colder and colder,

And each passing second only makes us older and older.

My face is soaked in the midst of the storm,

I know I will soon be where the evil spirits swarm.

The freshwater mixes with my bitter tears and drips,

It makes a smooth trail and comes to rest on my lips.

Every beat of the clock allows my blood to branch away,

With such fluidity as to suggest that it has been waiting to betray.

Then deep inside, the anger grows.

That anger I hide so that it never shows.

Cry out in anguish of the secrets I’m sworn to keep.

But what you first sew, you will soon reap.

The cool water slides down every inch of my skin,

And my conscience is tearing me apart from within.

So many things that will go untold,

How many things will soon unfold?

Can those that care depict the truth from the lies?

Nobody is here to answer my cold, dark cries,

And deep in my soul, my spirit sighs.

I lay back and my mind focuses on her face.

Her heart-stopping beauty, her prenatural grace.

I suddenly find myself at ease,

And take comfort in the storm’s hard breeze.

I know I will soon find myself very far,

But I will be listening when she wishes upon a star.

I lay back and smile because I’ve found inner-peace.

And patiently await my soul’s release.

I fade away in peace as my heartbeat stops,

And stops following the steady beat of the raindrops.

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