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"you dont understand me. I'm a real poet. my life is my poetry."
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Category: Writing and Poetry
train passing by in the pouring rain. thought I heard them calling my name. I watched the world unfold into its own universe, holding on to every nickel and dime in that purse. I saw that hearse driving him away, what a faithful day. I wish I could stay, but the memory still remains. I was just a kid hearing a song for the first time, it's been so long but I recall it like yesterday. recount the w... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
It's his actions that spoke the truth, blinded behind those hazel eyes. I hide away, bangs covering my face, lace around my heart like a child's valentine, my heart is folded in two like a card scribbled with words that aren't legible. I remember the dance where I first looked at him in that way, February 15th. It's been a year, but nothing has changed. I would run back to may to hold back my tear... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
Sometimes seeing the beauty in the world is no different from seeing the own delusion in your own mind. I felt a little more fine. somehow when I was around him everyone seemed a little more beautiful. it was strange, but it was true. my own affection and his own being were intertwined into my soul and into my heart. right away from the start I knew I never wanted to let him go. but will he ever k... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
the noise blended together to create a mesh of sounds, I think we stand on the same grounds. you understand, but your no different. im the same, I've never changed. but the difference between us is so vast, to not know eachothers past, it didn't last long. I try to write a song but I don't know the words, they get out of hand. fall out of my mouth without a thought in my mind. the power of time. w... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
how do you get over someone you've never known, no love even shown. I cling onto a thought an idea of what could've been but it's my own illusion. imagination, hallucination. I beat myself up over the fawning, the yearning but I am always learning how stupid I really am. I can't handle being without him. when I » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
something tells me to leave it all, why bother still when it would be so easy just to try? I know what to do, I can get what I want. everyone would regret it, feel the pity for me I deserved all along. It's a sweet symphony in my mind like a humming melody of a song. » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
all the things I love are lost under piles of nonsenseless things. taken all joy away, overconsumption of the things you love can make you sick of it, too much of anything will lead you to insanity. it only puts you in harms way, craving wanting the same happiness you had everyday. you were greedy and sore, you only wanted more. It leads you to madness, stuck in your own sadness. it doesn't do you... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
your searching for heaven in every hill and medow, every sun and shadow. oh- so shallow. heaven on earth my dear, your looking around. no sound in sight, it's not here my friend. mon ami, mon chéri. it's never going to hurt you. it's never going to find you. hold on to your little white gown, you might need it someday. the veiled bride is trying to hide her love away, I looked at you and somehow I... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
I wish I could change for the better, save myself before everyone else. silly old me in the corner, sobbing her eyes out over something everyone else considers so stupid. but is it so stupid to feel? to know that I can't help it or change who I am, nor do I want to. is it because I care too much, but when others care I don't care enough? I will never meet the standards but I like who I am. I hate ... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
the rainy winters day, stripped of sunlight faded in her mind. not a single thought in sight, like a nose bleed, running until you can't stop. running water but the stream is so fast, your paralyzed in movement with the meloncoly sound of a faint cry for help, but no one can hear you drowning upon yourself. you devote yourself to your longing and desire for love that will never be found in each an... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
boys look like angels, but they talk like devils. they know how to wrap you around their finger like a string pulling in a fish like a line on a hook, it leaves me shook. I read you like an open book, your not open-minded your just optimistic. your not plain sighted, your invisible. your divisible, divided into equal halves. two faced, broken apart. shattered heart. I take pieces of myself to put ... » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
they use you for money, all pushy-and-shovey. straight up fake and phony. call you lonely, it's only when they create problems in your head that aren't there, for the college board to stare. for the government to give its precious tax dollars once they declare lies. breaki » Continue Reading
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