When I write.. I feel.. that writing is the only thing that I should be doing.. and I feel idont want to be anywhere else..
and when I read.. I feel .. that my soul.. is being fed...
Ok... It's just a start... It's really bad I know. But I thought I'd share it with you...
Do you remember our conversations.
They way you talked, your punctuation.
lol it's all...
I write. It's like saying I breathe. Its something in that is a necessity. Though at some moments it seems much more vital than others. Like an asthmatic having an attack and the...
Do I have the write?
To form that which is my own
Boring shackles of routine
Are those made of fire and brimstone,
Are those which hold me in place.
I started taking acoustic guitar lessons at 15. Though I had been practicing to artists like Korn Avril and Greenday before I had a lesson. At that time I learned some guitar...
The tree loses his apple and it falls to the ground. Destined to grow another tree.
But what no one realizes at that moment is that tree will someday be free.
And by free I don't...
I can't write poetry, the words just don't flow with ease,
Contemplating what I should write causes my mind to freeze.
I want to be clever, romantic, whimsical, or wise,
But all I...
Depression is like a storm
It starts slow
Eating away at you slowly
Then it becomes stronger
Causing more damage
Then it stops
And you think your fine
Because it's getting...
Welcome to the ending,
You missed the movie and the credits roll.
Standing in line, waiting to be judged,
Have you led a life of squander and lust?
The sign above the gate reads...
Cut & Slice
The cut and slice
Appeared from the not nice
I couldn't handle the screaming
Because you were beaming
With hate not love
So I thought I could get away like a dove...
On a weekend in May long ago... By Moi
I don't underestimate what you did,
You helped breathe life back into me,
Eased the burden and the relentless responsibility,
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And may contemplate leaving this world....
You feel freer as the weight of earthly life and troubles slowly melt away. Floating...your spirit is joyous at what it can do, no...
Antonina Daniellova pressed her face against the soft red velvet and sighed. Was there anything more sumptuous than this feeling? It reminded her of the tiny rabbit she had buried...
If I was free to fall in love
I'd freely fall in love with you
Gem Of The Sea
You were broken,shattered, discarded,
Thrown in the ocean where are you,
Tossed, eroded, formed.
For years you were submerged, the continuous bashing of the sea...
After a great deal of deliberation, and months of firsthand studying, I feel I must share my work sooner rather than later. I am, of course, unable to...
Distraction is an art I have come to know much about. My demons are spoiled and demanding and ruthless. Distraction is the only thing that keeps them quiet for a time. My mind...
Sunshine above me
sunshine you got me
release the dark in me
release me make me feel free
this day i won't forget
this sun on me,God's gift
that make me breath...
~Best of Both Worlds~
This world is full of demons, but angels just a few
Who either fight, for your soul, or just look after you
You may not see them, while they are hiding...
Sometimes my life is so rush, I don't have time to think what I want. Now have more free time to think, know what I want but don't know is it worth and right to do?
Hey sorry for the cynicism but I have written poetry since I was young as one of my many outlets for anxiety. Since high school I have become deeply depressed and suicidal (I tried...
I’ve watched the scaffold being built
To punish me for proven guilt
And from the condemned cell I see
The gibbet which waits there for me
The pastor calls as he had planned
Fall comes we freeze winter comes And we shall die
"silent and numb"
black and white butterfly's
pasted to the cold glass windowpane
against the grainy image of clouds
but to the butterfly's they are forever sailing the windless...
He sat in his rental car, the engine idling. His green eyes focused on the screen of his cell.
“It's up to you, baby.” He could hear her soft, southern voice as...
Lying on the ground
Can no one hear my sound
The words that come from my mouth
Black n' blue
My halo is missing
Nothing is true
Heart on my...
"her delighted mind"
she seems like a saint in my dark moments
as she graces me with her gentle smile
because her nomadic heart came to rest for
a butterfly's moment within my...
Where,where are you from?
you came one sunny day
Where,where are my dreams?
dreams of heaven......
Dilute the air,dilute my fire,
dilute the flesh....
all my delusions for...
Smiles are free. Give one away to everyone you see
Even irregular beats become rhythm, rhythm, rhythm after a time
and pain becomes normal when given in low enough doses. Administered perfectly in sync with the metronome, life...
i can be strong and at the same time meek
i can be proud but I can still be weak
i can be gentle sometimes I'm tough
And i can explode when ive had enough
I always laugh sometimes...
I am sleeping on the sofa. I fell in sleep in my black pants and shirt after drinking lots of tequilas. My sleep is light no matter what... I am sleepy or passed out...
Whispers of the Windby: Rob PaquinInside the whispers of the windI hear you call to meTersely tugging upon my soulAll my inhibitions running freeStolen heart and soul on fireThe...
Oh my tree
You feel exhausted
Fighting against the stream
You couldn't flee
Feels like being slaughtered
Without a chance to scream
Otherwise you're now free
The turning tide.
The seasons come the seasons go
from blazing sun to freezing snow,
but in between the days of change
is something new, something strange.
The summer days get...
There is only one place where
There is no sky on your head
And your feet is not landed on earth
' You are hanging in AIR'.
As light as feather
As free as butterfly
I can dream..right. At least that's free. I've imagination. I can dream of organising weddings...of traveling around the world. Of saving endangered species...of writing a book...
I wrote this on my 42nd birthday
in the palm of my hand.
I long to go,
but I'll probably just stand
staring out the
window, wondering why
my soul has...
I'm stuck in the ground,
My roots are all twisted,
The wind lashes my limbs,
My my death I resisted.
They rain then hails down,
Its flashing and pounding,
I must fight for my life...
Down to the deepest part of hell, a great nation descends,
Lacking leadership and moral clarity,
A population no longer capable of critical thought,
Mindless drones being lead...