A/N: So... Here's a bit more, keeping in mind I'm having to write these as I go, and it takes a bit, so that's why I don't update often. I hope you like them.


Pain

Cold is welling up inside

Spreading throughout me

Deep and wide

Guilt is there

Stabbing and sharp

Going right into,

And freezing my heart

I see you standing

There in the hall

You walk it alone

Though I gave it my all

Never again

The same will things be

I've lost my dream

But you'll never see.


Loneliness

You can't miss

What you never had

To say that I did,

I'd be mad

I was clueless at most

Blind at least

To what others saw,

At their eyes' first feast

To say that I wanted it

Would be a lie

But if I didn't find something

I soon would die

An exaggeration,

I knew I had made

But it felt like the truth

An oath never swayed

I made that day

A promise to myself

That I would find

A new book for my shelf

Like a new bell's chime

To find the part that was missing

I knew would take time

To fill that void in my chest

The one I knew

Would see no rest

Until made anew

And filled to the brim

The scar marked with a crest

Now I would start

My life's new quest.


Sherlock snapped the book shut and put it in the drawer of the night stand beside him.

I miss you John... Sherlock thought. I miss you so much...


The World's Demise

The world is spinning

Tumbling down

Sinking deeper

Into the ground

I want to stop it

But don't know how

It's getting to be

Much too loud

Why won't it stop

Spiraling and rolling

If I only could be

The one controlling

The earth's decent

The world's demise

My message sent

Before sunrise.


Darker times had come now. Sherlock had gotten caught. In Serbia.


I Will Get Back

I will get back

This will be done

I know it's not

Going to be too fun

But I will make it

To the end

Or else I'll break it

Before it begins

It won't be easy

But I don't care

I'll do what I have to

To get back there

I'll return with a fire

I didn't have before

Raging so strong

That you can't ignore

I am coming

I will get back

This will be done

Don't expect any slack


These words rotated in Sherlock's mind, as he tried to keep his thoughts away from the stinging wounds that laced his body.

I will get back.

I will get back.

I will get back.


A/N: The next chapter will feature poems Sherlock wrote soon after he got back.