Poems From The Heart

I like to writing poems in my spare time (whenever that is). So here are a few of my own.

FiRe
stupid school, i wonder if someone is going to burn ours down. fire as high as the sky, reach for the Heavens as the building of Hell goes to the ground. students scream cries of freedom, teachers scream cries of sadness. whos gonna pay for my retirement now?! kids dressed in black dance around the decaying place, their weird ways grasp the attentionof everyone. their voices like the sirens calls, cooing for the flames to rise higher. they twist and turn just like the fire, keeping beat with the killing heat. searing fire burns on and on as if the place shall never turn to dust. hopefully the personof this cause wont get bust. people of all ages come to stare at the dancing freaks and the fire, with awe in their eyes. forever shall they dance with the flames til the fire dies. what will become of them is no more.

Cries
so sad, i dont want your pity.go ahead and bite me if you dare. burning in the sunlight, safe in the dark,nightmares flood in my mind, haunting me to near death. being alone wont help, i need you. but do you hear my cries for help? no you stand there, acting as if its alrite. well it isnt, you hurt me more then you know, freedom from this hell andlove from you is all i want.but you cant accept me for me, so how could you love something you hate?

Why Just Stand There?
darkness holds me tight, keeping me from the lightwill i ever get out? staying in this damned place creeps me outwill you help free me? or just stand there like always?ha, why i ask is stupid. the darkness is getting to meyou might be there, but you never helpit must be fun to see me suffer, right?why else would you not help me?i cry for you to free me, but you must be deaf.my screams make the dark leave, sunlight shinning on my face againbut still, i sense the hatred in my soul, where the sun cant reach.but you can. why dont you? you must really hate me.theres no end.