My latest poem: Carbon Copy Clone (still somewhat in progress)

Just a carbon copy clone,
Another working drone.
Cut my hair and shave my face,
it's time I joined the human race.

I work all day and rest at night,
No on cares about my plight.
I punch the clock and pay my bills.
nothign left for my cheap thrills.

I live my life in sinners pride.
Who I am hidden deep inside.
I do as others, they see fit.
What I want no one gives a shit.
Jason Smith "Soul Candy" Ecstatic - 15 years, 9 months, 11 days ago

The Day I died
A mistake was made,
The day I died,
My soul left incomplete,
Your tears should not have been needed,
The words you heard, were ones,
Only the dead may speak,
The day my soul fled,
The sorrow of what I said,
My heart was gone,
Though it seems to beat,
I continue to live this life,
Since the day I died,
To find the part that fled,
Words mean nothing to you,
But since those words I have been dead,
To you and me both,
I shouldn't have lied,
Not then, not ever, not on
The day I died.
Jason Smith "Soul Candy" Ecstatic - 15 years, 10 months, 2 days ago

Shaken, Mistaken, unknown.
fallen with no place to land.
My floor yanked from under me.
Not knowing what is next no security.
My soul aches for what I cannot have.
But so close, to see but not touch.
To wait so long, is what I want to.
So much pain, so insane.
Trying to make it through.
To land on my feet, and
Find the Ground Again.
Jason Smith "Soul Candy" Ecstatic - 15 years, 11 months, 7 days ago

The Darkness before the Dawn.

The shadows disappear, all colour gone,
Just muted shades of grey,
All light muted by,
The darkness before the dawn.

Resonation within our souls,
Darkness the only absolute,
All else is darkened and corrupted,
In the darkness before the dawn.

All warmth has left,
Just the icy chill,
Just the blackness of oblivion exists,
In the darkness before the dawn.

But the moment is fleeting,
Soon the shadows returns,
and a ray of hope springs forth,
After the darkness before the dawn.

Jason Smith "Soul Candy" Ecstatic - 16 years, 2 months, 9 days ago

The Price of pain.

Silently I move through the night,
My form is not dark, just absence of light,

The prey that I seek are the causers of pain,
And when I am done they'll not rise again,

My form is that of a large cat with eyes of red,
Those that have seen me, have long been dead,

I am the hunter of evil, the price of pain
I will continue the hunt while evil remains,

Protector of good, defender of souls,
Destruction of evil is my main goal,

I am the soulcat, balance I maintain,
For you must Know I am the Price of Pain.
Jason Smith "Soul Candy" Ecstatic - 16 years, 2 months, 15 days ago