18. Forever a living work in progress. Forever bored. Feel free to contact me
From this tiny cell, I can hear the world moving. The trees growing. People talking. Always. My little cell. But in here I'm safe. People won't disturb me here, In my happy place. My solitude.
#Myth This is the story of a young girl, Who fell in love with a man who became her world. She didn't have the words to describe how she felt. But she knew deep inside that he made her heart melt.
#Myth Hey. So I thought I'd present a challenge to anyone interested. The idea is to create a poem based on myth. It can be Greek, Roman, Babylonian etc or a myth you've completely made up yourself.
Quiet, please, Nobody speak. I need to make sure, I can hear my heart beat. Please welcome silence. Let it fill the room. Turn off the lights. Leave me in my tomb. Remove all distractions.
#truestory #reallife 'Deprived' she was named, And so it was deemed, That Deprived would never Accomplish her dream. Deprived wasn't pretty But she had the wit.
These blisters, these bruises, These scars tell a story. They document the moment My life became gory. I hated myself. I hated my skin. With such a self-loathing, Nobody could win. Pain meant control.
We use each other because we are so lonely. Can we fake love. Just hold me so someone does. We can close our eyes forever. Try harder. Just hold me so someone does.
Punch the wall. Touch a flame. This is my fault Oh, what a shame. Scald your skin. Slit your wrist. My next act, Is not to be missed. Take some drugs. Enjoy your pain.
Wear my heart like a trophy, Though it's not much of a prize. Put my head on the cabinet, Cause there is love in my eyes. Put my flesh on display, Cause I'm aching skin deep.
Will you hold my hand. I know you don't want to. I burn. I'm so full of hate. Can you feel it. I smoke to feel alive. Can you feel that in my dying veins. Vodka, Sir.
One day, I will tear the flesh from my back Peel back the muscle And the tissue To the bone Only then can my wings emerge. From the bone my wings sprout.
If I do not keep on writing. Then the ink will seep within. Causing an inner struggle. Solved only by the pen. The notebook is my body. And the folds create my heart. But without my muse.
The people have turned against me. And I don't know what to do. For the stars are ever shining. And the sky is ever blue. The rivers are still running. And the mountains, they still stand.
Don't know what to do. I'm stuck in flux. I've had a bit to drink. Maybe I've had too much. My head is feeling dizzy. There's a sickness in my gut. I'm not sure where I am. I'm stuck in a rut.
In your life, you're going to often feel like you do more things wrong than you do right. And sometimes that will be true. Not everybody can be kept happy and not everybody will like you.
Fly, my Soul, fly. Extend your wings and reach for the sky. For the sky has no end. And we are all limitless beings. Reach out and touch infinity. Achieve the unachievable.
I look down at them. They look up at me. I am the God. They need me to be. They may never know. But I know for sure. I am not the God. Seen in folklore. I won't make myself known.
Am I being used And abused Or am I misconstruing This situation Or being screwed Am I a pawn in this game Used for personal gain Will it ever be the same As before I'm not sure if I'm asking Or...
The walls are closing in on me I don't know what to do A helplessness descends As the life I know is through A ripple runs right Through my veins As my head begins to spin I wish I knew the way to...
Please don't forget me. It would break my heart. If we lose all we have. Been building from the start. I know I'm going away. And it's going to be a test. But we can arise from the flames.
I look at us and all we are. And just want to freeze time. We're drunk on youth and full of. Hope with the future on our mind. So much promise and so much pressure. The seams begin to strain.
I'm sorry I must leave you. I'm afraid there's no other way. The build up in our lives. Has settled on this day. You have your own things to do. And I have my own list.
Tell me that I'm something. I'll convince you that I'm not. An orange on the outside. With the inside left to rot. An ever present cover. To disguise the world from truth. Walls on every side.
Going forward Leaving them behind Me behind Look behind You will find The past. They're stuck. Bad luck. Staying where they're put. I fight I move Go Go Defy Defy The sky The sky It's change. Strange.
I like to write. I'm not exactly a criminal. So I can never understand Why it's not socially acceptable It's not something I like But I feel I have to hide.
You're aggressive, But that's just your temperament. You may have hit the roof But it wasn't what you meant. It's just in your nature, To make a young girl cry.
Show me how to live, world And I'll do all that I can. To be a proper woman, To be faithful to a man. Everyday his meals on time, His laundry always clean.
I'm obsessed with this mess That some people call blessed Which toys with our mind to make us all stressed So unless we reassess and undress the truth Our progress will forever remain aloof.
There's a darkness in my soul Very much like coal Which as my heart does shatter Causes the shards to scatter It clings like smog to the nearness man And in a way only pain can Drags him to a place...
But it all felt so right Through those beer-goggled eyes The mask of the night Made us feel so alive.
When I see you, My pupils dilate, When I hear your name called, I have an increased heart rate. When you're near, I feel myself perspire, When you smile at me, My lungs don't get the air they require.
Inside me there is faith, Although it's not religious, A burning hot belief, One that's not fictitious. It's found in everything, All that surrounds me, Not one which insists, Upon social boundaries.
When I grow up, I want to be a wag. An underrated fad. where I could be in every mag. with a fag. in one hand. or some expensive bag. Talk about the man who drives me mad,. treats me bad,.
There is a picture, in the middle is us. And we're just holding each other whilst surrounded by the fuss,. People are laughing, crying, drinking and eating,.
Excuse me, I didn't mean to interrupt, I just wanted to say that your soul is corrupt, With words insisting that you aren't any good, That you would be a little better if you simply could; Starve...
This is my form of self-expression In a world that encourages self-repression All of us are capable of depression Without a fixation on a healthy obsession.
I feel dizzy. A weightlessness descends and I don't know how this could end. I need a weight, an anchor, to help this all make sense.
When money is no object, Humanity's a crime The life I'm living now is just eating up my time, For everything's a question, There is no space to ask, Is there any point in looking to the past.
Right now I'm feeling pretty lonely, I wish you were here right now. Stuff is getting pretty stressful and I just wish I had somebody.
There's a lot going on with me right now, I'm not exactly where I'd like to be right now, It's you who I'd really like to be right now, And it's you who I'd really like to see.
I'm an average girl of considerable mind,. That emptiness I'm feeling has settled in my eyes,. There is no possible way for me to disguise,. How much I hate this place and how much I despise.