Hate

Hate is strong
Hate is free
Hate is all thats known to me

Hate is scary
Hate is dark
Hate will always leave its mark

Hate is mean
Hate is fear
Hate will always leave a tear

Hate is fate
Hate is me
Hate will forever, forever be

What is freedom

Webster defines Freedom as "the quality or state of being free". Is that what freedom really means, the state of being free? How would one judge whether or not they're free?

People have been brain-washed for years to think that freedom is actually free but, in reality freedom comes at a cost.

sacred key

Laid to the river,
Midsummer, I waved.
A "V" of black swans,
On with hope to the grave,
And though Red September,
With skies fire-paved,
I begged you appear,
Like a thorn for the holy ones.

Bared on your tomb,
I'm a prayer for your loneliness,
And would you ever soon,
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time,
On the binds of your loneliness,
I could always find the slot for your sacred key.

Fold to my arms,
Hold their message away,
And dance out to the moon,
As we did in those golden days.

Bared on your tomb once again,
I'm a prayer for your loneliness,
And would you ever soon,
Come above onto me?
For once upon a time,
On the binds of your loneliness,
I could always find the right slot for your sacred key.

Abandonment the Journey

I keep looking for comfort from you.
I sit and wonder if your love is true.
You see me crying,
Inside you have to know I'm dying.
Don't you see these tears,
Don't you see the hurt from so many years.
No one to listen or even to talk to.
Recalling memories that hurt me through and through,
The things you ask of me,
It triggers a memory.
Memories I'd rather forget,
Memories embedded in my mind, completely set.
The hurt, the pain and anger won't go away.
I wonder who "loves me" and will turn their back today,
I can't explain how I feel inside.
Feelings of abandonment rush in like the tide,
Ghosts haunt me no matter where I go.
All I do is love still, that you should know.
I wish you could understand,
I would be there holding your hand,
I would take away all your pain.
So in the end, you'd have a life to gain,
But for me, darkness is all I see.
No happiness for this guy,
The adult lives he life.
Taking on happiness, sorrow and strife,
I hope someday you'll understand.
Someday I hope you'll be here to comfort me and hold my hand.
Until that day all I feel is punishment,
Along with those never-ending feelings of abandonment.

June's Contest Giveway Winners

Congratulations to the following winners of June's poem contest giveaway.

1st place winner: Jessica  G. - One (1) Amazon Kindle Reader.
2nd place winner: Steven P. - one (1) $100 Nike Giftcard.
3rd place winner: Pauline E. one (1) $50 Amazon Giftcard.

Thank you all to whom sent in your poems, I personally had a fun time reading them all and furthermore, had a tough time choosing the top three.