SPWC

I like to write poetry sometimes, it's admittedly very dark, some may call it a cry for help, but it's just getting my emotions on paper. Anyway, let me know if you like them, hate them, and/or suggest some stuff?
Broken
Is it trust I feel so shattered in my chest?
Or is it my heart? Broken into unrecognizable pieces?
This pain I feel, it won't leave me alone.
The pain your causing me.
Just tell me.
Just tell me why.
I need to know, what you've kept from me.
You say it was to protect me
But it just feels wrong.
I can't trust you if you don't trust me.
Just tell me
Just tell me why
I cry myself to sleep at night,
Just because of you.
You never thought this would hurt?
You were wrong.

The grass was pounded under my feet,
The wind howled through the trees around me,
I was being called, to be a moon child.
The trees were flying by as I raced to the stream,
I could hear it's soft trickle beckon me, like a welcoming friend.
I had waited fifteen years for this, to finally taste the shine of the moon,
and to feel the fury of the ocean. It was my time to become a part of the council,
to tame the wild Earth, and assist the people on it. The wind swirled around me. I was being lifted, to the moon itself. I heard it howling around me, like a symphony to the soul.
I touched down, back to my bed and awoke, still tasting the bitter sweet taste from the meadow.

..Once all this ends.

Fears, every where we hide
Monsters, inside every mind.
Evil, no where to escape
Death, it never can come late.
Hope, the beginnings of the heart,
Dreams, where everything must start.
Reality, keeps us in our place.
Anger, our blood we all must taste.
Happiness, flits away from our haste.
Depression, shows it's lonely head,
Lust, sleeps softly in our beds.
Joy, it waits for us at bends,
Heaven, It's there once all this ends.
God, will get us there as friends.

My Love

My love is only for you,

your love for me is true,

when we touch we become one,

when I'm not with you I dream of us together,

I'm so in love I can't get free, but I don't want to,

I love you with all my heart,

I'm glad you feel the same,

Breakout,

I sit alone, staring out the window, looking at my island,

nobody else is here, just me, waiting to leave,

to breakout, meet people and find my husband, I grow tired of this land,

I walk out to the courtyard and weave,

I dream of the day I am rescued, but for now my island is still my prison,

I wonder if the world is askewed,

I stare at the sea and see a boat has arisen,

I scramble away and take off away from my island,

Understanding.

Hello I say,

the little boy runs away,

come back I speak,

the boy does'nt stop,

he's told I am among the crazy,

but I am no diffrent from him,

I may seem diffrent yet I am the same,

I feel just like him,

I am not insane I just face diffrerent problems than you,

I can control myself, as much as you,

I can have mood swings but I know you do too,

see?

I am not so different from you ,

The little boy returns and we became friends

his parents may scorn me but we do not care,

for we are'nt so diffrerent at all.

Nice poems

Thank you!