I wish luv was just as simple
As just briefly as looking at a clock,
Feeling my heart awkwardly stop,
While looking into his eyes
My heart dips, then drops...
Is it wrong to want to feel needed?
Is it wrong to want to be wanted?
I only wanted to be loved,
but now I want to be dead.
How many times have I pushed through with no reason?
How many times must I give to recieve?
I know life isn't always pleasin,
It's true you warned me
That you might break my heart
But using those warnings now
Is just the way it starts
Next you'll tell me cheating doesn't count.
And actually believe in what you have found.
You can't really think I'll listen.
Do I really seem this weak?
(My depression continues)
I stand before your casket
And I am forced to wonder
Why did you have to die?
At forty-six years of age
You were much too young
To die alone, on a hospital bed.
(Still depressed by the way. I was hoping New Years would cheer me up, but...)
(Similar to my 'thoughts')
No matter what you call it
I don't know why I'm bursting at the seams with poetry or why I'm suddenly writing so many verses when normally, I'd hardly want to do poetry at all. I don't know whether to even call this sudden need a blessing or view it as cumbersome. But in any case, here you go :)
A cry is...
Mine is the eyes hat glint in the night
trapped in a cage searching for light
Mine is roar that calls for fear
when your to close mine is the ear
Mine is the tail not shore what to do
mine is the tail trying to do something new
I put this up on my blog yesterday decided to put it up here and see what happens enjoy.
All I can see is a ghost of you
you smile at me in the hall
I have to look away
until the tears and heartbreak go away
A stinging in my heart
A lie that tore us apart
I love it when I see you but...
As I sit here near you my ice heart melts. I no longer feel cold as I whisper floating, floating, floating. As you come near me and hold me up when I'm down. I whisper floating floating floating you turn me upside down and my stomach flips with uncertainty should I trust you or should I not. Your...
sitting here thinking how did i end up this way
crying all alone
yes thats me
a girl with friends but no lover
a girl that has no one to understand
but everyone to comfort
plz post im bored here
I'm just a beginner so its short...its dedicated to my dad that died when i was nine. Tell me what you think.
I wisper in your ear
but you can not hear
my heart is blind without
you near me
so,come to me
and you shall see
the pain that is deep inside me
I wrote this after Matt's memorial. I still feel kind of depressed.
What will become of me
When I die?
Will my soul return
To the bosom of a diety?
Will I go forth
Into the great darkness
Only to find that eternity
Is not what it's cracked up to be?
A dark road
in the rain
will the light..
save the pain?
I can't sleep
And you're my waking thought
Do you know you've made me lose everything
everything that mattered?
This confusion pushes me to end it.
This confusion's ripping me apart.
Why can't you just care about me?
Why can't you just stay?
I need you in my life badly
Because without you I will die.
I need you here with your arms around me.
Please hold me while I cry.
Trying to create a poem it probably ain't that good but well I at least wanted to try to make a poem.
I wanted to do so many things
But my heart coudn't take the stings
Every time I tried something it stitched my heart
You could rip it like a card
Then I finaly found something to...
I have never felt so incomplete,
So superfluous and obsolete.
I have never felt as though my soul
Was nothing more than a black hole.
I want this all to deteriorate
Everything that I love and hate
Because then I'll have peace of mind
Without worries of any kind.
Life is like a bird...It's free and it has it's own choices. We are what make us who we are in society. When we look at something we can change for the better...we either help it, stand there, or walk away like it doesn't matter. Some of us are good some of us are bad some take lives some save...
the night I went crazy the night I went insane.......I wanted a lover..but I couldn't find her....so when I grabbed that gun....I had to kill someone...my life is now over .... for I never found her..the love of my life...the one I wanted for a wife
So your mother smiled and
With oozing ovaries
She laughed into the moon
Whose light was their shining on
The hipster that exploded when
You were just barely born
And howling you reached until
Soft falling finger wire
Clutched at your needing
A boy and a dream that made
One can listen into the distance
Far off it eternally rings,
A banner of luster ever so gray
The song that is silence;
Which the world sings
Can you string me a fairer harp?
An instrument that's never too sharp..
One that's right on in perfect tone
Never too low it's always at the right...
I just found a bunch of old CDs. Don't ask me why it translated into a poem but, yeah. Hope you like this :P
Tune of joy, bliss, amazement
Merger of notes, its careful placement
Conjure of hope, laughter and contentment
Song of love and happy bewilderment
Woeful voice, its...
She someone’s flowering daughter
Flower growing from her chest
Its steals her soul it steals her breath
She’s someone’s flowering daughter
Lying on the white-wash bed
With skeletons coming from her head
Clutching hopes and four leaf clovers
While everything is sicking over...
Thinking of the old days,
the good and bad days evenly,
as my eyes fill with that teary glaze,
I'm not mad at you for leaving me.
Some think life is a race,
and that they should always glow,
but I want you to know,
that I believe your in a better place.
So Iím drinking roses from a cup
My seasick lover wants to blow it up
She says sheís wishes me good luck
Cause every star that shine above
All good fortunes they have gobbled up
While I ride the back of a dove
And I am begging for my sisterís love
The brass battalion of...
I'm always here
I feel your pain
you dont have to go through it
on your own
cuz I'm here
Dont worry my friend
I'll be here
to lead you
when you lose your way
My friend's father just died this morning. He had been in a hospital for the last two years, and I wanted to write a poem. The doctors gave him two days to live, but he held on until he watched his son's basketball game on friday. My friend is fourteen.
Two days, they said
That's all the time...
My brother where are you today?
my kin my blood why do we hate
what are you doing with out me?
I love you so
I feel my bond with you deep in me
my blood my kin
where are you today?
A splash of pink it touches the sky
While I sit here dreaming about another guy
Praying to god that life hasn't passed me by
I look at the sky ans all I can think is I want to be free
Try to put the past behind me
But don't we all have thing's that we would rather not remember
Wrote this last month I don't think I ever put it up but I guess I'll find out right?
time just keeps on passing me by
look up at the sky its a shade of yellow a spill of pink
a leak of crimson
a streak of blush
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