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Glass half full...The blissful life of an optimist
The dreary life of a pessimist
Unfortunately end the same.
Burnt, buried, or eaten by bears
Rotting, destroyed as everyone stares
At ones procession.
We wander through life looking for answers
But lend me a moment of consideration sirs,
For what if you stop looking at the glass
Be it half empty or full
And look at it instead, by its contents.
For maybe, just maybe the liquid the glass presents
Don't look at meI don't see you around
I avoid you and your friends
they used to be mine
but then again so were you
I dodge your gaze
I keep your contact at bay
all to keep my feelings away
I don't want them,
I don't need them,
I don't want you at all.
And I don't need you.
We're not really friends
more like neighbors nowadays.
I can't handle us talking anyway.
Don't look at me, I won't look back
Don't wave, don't call
Don't speak, don't follow
I will walk but I will not talk
This boy's no good
I can't treat you
how you should
Don't look at this,
this fragile soul
I'll just shy away again
fade into obscurity
and watch you be happy
Gone...But not forgotten...Our toys get old and break
Clothes are worn and torn
Death takes from our lives
Though they are gone, they are not forgotten.
Friends come and go
Fashions race and eventually slow
Trends catch us then we say "no"
They may be gone and though we try
They are not forgotten.
Series start and end
Wounds open and begin to mend
Songs stop speaking their message to us
Though we feel them, they are gone
and often forgotten.
What's loved is always lost
Our attachment determines it's final cost
Only when we forget is something truly gone
If you love it, keep it close
If you've lost it, remember it always
Live like you're dying, love like you're losing
Time and time again.On my bed I am resting now.
Just alone with my thoughts,
A glance to the clock: 1:47.
My thoughts drift to your face
But why? Why do I think of you
When my feelings go unheard
By not just you but me?
Do you think of me? Do you miss me?
I think of you... time and time again.
I miss you, most when the sky is dark
And no one is around to hold.
I want you to be happy
I know you won't be, with me.
I beat this guy to the punch
But he has the last laugh
Our time was brief, I loved every second.
I loved you but to no avail.
I'll pull the plug and take what's left of me
With me into the unknown depths
I need to leave,
Let you live your life without me.
And only think of you, time... and time again.
Writers Block DefeatedPlease sit back and let me make you a rhyme,
It's sad and sweet but won't take much time.
This rhyme is short and meter it's cohort,
making me, early, resign.
I don't love myself, let's make this very clear.
So hard i find it to believe each year,
Those who reciprocate
Affection to a being I, myself, hate.
She came along and filled my life
But without her i knew only sadness and strife.
Relief comes in mornings
When for brief spells her face won't appear
When I don't know the mourning
Feelings of what I foolishly lost, their heads, rear.
The day I knew we couldn't be together
I hoped I could still stay locked away in your heart...
I will never regret trying because you were exactly
what I wanted
I'll be there...waiting at your door
Hoping one day fate has in store
For me a second chance...
To have our first dance, under the crying clouds...
My tale is now at an end, I went
Off and now my prose is spent.
Goodnight world, goodnight moon.
I hope to join you in the sky, looking
Untitled VIeach and every day
i meander through my life
seemingly in blissful ignorance
but the things i dont say
fill every moment with strife
and deprive myself of all significance
my life goes by while i sit and listen
to the problems others have in their lives
while under my skin
i'm screaming at the top of my lungs
but my cries go unnoticed
i'm done and i'm through
and i am finished with you
you all and your petty obsessions
i have them as well
and we all have to solve them
in this life that does not seem worth it
to the random few who see what i see
and can relate to being robbed of ones senses
to see the truths in this lie we call life
the truths of people and
their inability to deal with their pretenses
each grain of sand
falling from their hourglasses
their flailing arms
grabbing to bring down anyone
they feel will slow their decent
i cant please you all
so i will choose
a certain few, the chosen
they will lose
me, a small price for their transgressions
and continue with their
Full CircleAll of my life I've done things i have not been proud of
they are the reasons i treat myself so harshly
the reasons i don't deserve to be happy in this life time
these travesties done unto to the people I've cared about the most
make them one by one all slip away and leave me
in recent months my past has come to reap the fruit of my transgressions
my evils placed on the heads of my beloved...
the ones that i didnt appreciate until they were gone
if by taking my own life i can make things right
or by removing myself from the lives of all i care about
i can make things right i will...
i hate what i am, was, and will become
nothing good can be spawned from evil
so i will live on, alone, lonely because of my own foolishness
while i sit here, my heart, like a glacier
i watch it dissipate...i searched for love in this empty world
all i found was hate
to the ones that care, the ones that i haven't harmed
i'm sorry, for what i will do, what i will not give myself the chance to
i need to get aw
my bleeding ultamatumThere are times that others do things to get me going
Like when they pick fun at my friends or my sewing
I try to retain my composure but it seldom works out well
Im shaken in my cage as my rage rises and my veins swell
Ill tell you now that if you make my friends hurt
Ill assure you a ruined life and a home in the dirt
As I lie here and pant, its comes into focus
The reason that the unstable ones try to evoke us
And take from us the only things that give our lives meaning
For some its our own lives that are demeaning
And for as little as they are worth we still defend them
But for the little guy, the one with no self worth about him
Can still find a purpose to life if he makes something of it
If they just look for someone to protect and simply care for
No matter what happens to them and no matter what happened before
My bleeding oath is simply this
I dont care what happens, I wont miss
I dont care how far I wont stop
Until I manage to ma
emptinesswhat happens when the spirit dies,
and its body remains while its host cries?
we struggle through life against the lies...
at the end of the day our strife shows through sighs.
when does the line between being hurt
and being empty become distorted and burnt
out of our burning hatred and being thrown in the dirt
why does it all matter in the end?
is it the idea that we condescend
on fate and believe we can change it?
i'm done bleeding ignorance and
we're all going to die in the end
so whats the point of our stand
against what is coming and we cant stop
my life has promised happiness
and all its givin me is lonliness
we're all just souls on sale
and our buyers are waiting for us to fail
so they can laugh at our screams
and watch us fall apart
ground into dust,
while we bleed and lust
for a better time when we
didnt have to have to see
the world for what it really is...
Briny HymnBriny Hymn
as I bathe
all that is
in silvery light,
I lure the tide
to lap the shore.
and the moon
calls out to me
to caress the sand
in a watery blanket.
so I filter through,
washing every golden bead clean;
sand resting soundly
in my crevices.
I shimmer upon slumbering forms
far below, on the firmament.
I conduct my nighttime symphony
in perfect harmony,
the wolves wail,
the cicadas chirrup,
the owls cry out
and ravens rove.
and I add my own notes
to the sound of Mother nature's tunes.
crashing down wave after wave;
the bass of the impact
echoes through the shoreline
as I leave records of the wind.
sailors and marine creatures alike,
understand the jagged beauty
of my blustering anthem.
only the foggy blanket
can dampen my spirit,
and immerse my song
in the suffocating depths.
I've never struggled so much
to be heard above the dissonance.
my frost smoke layers
are becoming too much for her.
I do what I have done to so m
MeId rather be me and have few friends then have many friends but don't know who the person that is looking back at me in the mirror
How To Be A WriterMy parents said I shouldn't be a writer,
and throughout the last few weeks
of scarcely sprawling stray thoughts
on the napkins that line my trash bin,
I'm inclined to believe them.
Without a medical degree folded in my back pocket,
my wallet's looking a lot thinner;
I'm left with an abused and worn vocabulary
sagging on the edge of its seat,
stinking of whatever poison-laced shock value
I inject into my phrases,
and festering in the melodrama
of a teenage conspiracy theorist's soul.
(It smells kinda like rebellion, miniskirts, black nails, and rolling eyes.)
I hate to be the cliche of a struggling artist,
But a cliche is better than a nobody, or so I've read;
So at least it's something to hold on to.
My notebook is growing blanker by the sunrise,
and with every passing week,
my head falls on a layer of bills
instead of silk-lined sheets.
My pen's ink has started to boil and rot
on the other side of my writer's block,
and though my thin career is a hard pillow to accept,
even harder wou
liesYou said love you-lies
You said you're the only one-lies
Well guess what I lied too-
There ain't gonna be a forever- you can have that with your white trash ho
yells for helpI'm reaching out to someone anyone
I am anxiety ridden
I feel the walls around me are crashing down
Mom- I'm making myself throw up to see if my problems disappear
why cant you hear my yells for help?
Dad- I am about to do something I am about to regret
it's the only way I can release torture that's inside, slit my wist
why cant you hear my yells for help?
Sis- I'm about to chug this bottle to try to disappear
why cant you hear my yells for help?
Bro- please I'm about to take these pills where I can leave this life
why cant you hear my yells for help?
Can you hear my yells for help now when you are looking at me six feet under
Where did the time go?I just found out that I was pregnant with you now i am seeing you for the first time, where did the time go?
You're sitting up for the first time, where did the time go?
You're crawling, where did the time go?
You're walking, where did the time go?
No more diapers, where did the time go?
You're starting preschool, where did the time go?
Now your six years old and your going into first grade, time is so precious before i know it your going to be a teenager and im gonna miss those times where your gonna need me all time.
Mommy loves you to the moon and back and I will always be there no matter what the time is!
I'm not funnyI'm just scared,
and cracking weird jokes,
because all I want to do
is see that weird smile of yours,
and I don't know if I will
HatredWhy can't I realize all this hatred for you is only torturing me?
I feel all better and relieved for a while when you leave me alone
But then you guilt trip me to weasel your way back into my life
Why do you always have to say your children need to have their grandfather in their life
No not when I can't forgive you for the things you have done to me as a child
No not when I can't trust you alone with them
No not when you just want to walk in and out of their lives
Why can't I realize all this hatred for you is only torturing me?
Two worlds one loveTwo little girls from two separate worlds
One little girl had a mama chose the needle over her. But had a dad that gave up the world to protect her
The other little girl had a dada that chose pills over. But her mom did everything that gave her the life that she deserves.
One day that little girl's dad met the other little girls mom and it was love at first sight
That day you guys earned a family, you both had a sister, had a mama and dada that that came from two different worlds and earned one love.
NighttimeCool and quiet while the world around sleeps,
Trees quietly whisper, sweet nothings undone...
As creatures of day retire to their keeps
No one around save the occasional someone...
Street lamps shed light on places often traveled
But cast shadows on those tar'd, chipped, and graveled.
The docit tones of crickets sing
A melodious nocturne as birds
Tuck their heads beneath wing.
Dark hands choke the sky, hiding the moon.
I stare up and watch, hoping it will end soon.
I plead to be reunited with the moons pale embrace
To feel its comforting rays illuminating this dark space
Staring across dark water a feeling rises
Growing out of my mind, a brief thought of chrisis...
I jump, plunging into the dark abyss
The cold dark water wrapping its wet absess
'Round my entire form, no fighting will save
Me from my move to choose this watery grave.
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