Hi, could you please read and review these. I wrote them a year or two ago and this is the first time i've ever shown my poems anywhere and i'd like to know what you think, good or bad.
Thank you.


The Power of a Tear.

The storm outside my window, sometimes curbs the pain within.
Many ways are there so, please, take the pain away!
It claws at me inside my chest,
Reminding that I’m alone.
When I think of this I often am. I deserve to be.
It is my punishment, my cross to bear.
But for what I cannot recall.
This I know. To cry is a sign of failure.

I lie awake in bed at night, feeling the ball return.
Its big and black in my heart and with every breath it hurts.
I feel like if I took away the breath the pain would leave with it.
I am a coward.
I do not have the strength to leave yet nore the will to stay.
Yet not one tear will be allowed to fall.
I will stay then, till my courage grows.
Or the choice is no longer mine.

To placate growing fears around me,
My face became a mask.
I have become lost to me,
Yet I refuse to morn.
Devoid of all emotion.
‘Cept Anger, Hate and Fear.
I have lost humanity.
What ‘Thing’ have I become?

Stood solidly beside me,
In my minds eye I see.
Three familiar faces,
Whose souls, in part, match mine.
They are my Friends, the family,
When our own do not suffice.
When held beside their shoulder,
More human do I become.

A feeling creeps out from inside of me.
It does not rage or torment.
No longer do I need a knife in my hand,
To release the pain from me.
The storm has ended. It will return.
As sure as day to night. But for now.
My soul is calm, it shines in awe.
I cried a tear today.



You Ever . . .?

Have you ever stood in a crowded room,
full of people you know and faces you’ve seen yet not recognise a Soul?

Do you ever feel like a traitor wanting to hide in your room, your haven,
from the expressionless faces who dictate to you,
yet allow your pleas to wash over them?

Have you ever had your dreams smashed, torn away like a web?
With each strand that breaks they slip further away?

Do you ever feel yourself tremble knowing your touch repels to be held?

Have you ever wished you could be somebody else, even if you hated him or her?

Do you ever have problems relating to others, even when you’re alone?

Have you ever taken a knife to yourself to release the pain inside?
Do you ever regret doing it again?

Have you ever stayed awake even though you were too exhausted to stand,
so escape the things you see in your dreams?

Would you ever wish to die?

First one's really good. It could almost be a song really, I like it a lot.
The second one, for some reason, is harder for me to keep my attention on and is... Well, slightly suicidal-ish obviously... I dunno. I really don't like the second one as much, but what do I know?
Either way, really good, 'specially the first one.