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I new you since I first opened my eyes you were the light to my darkness the one who was there when I needed a friend at the times I was all alone my shadow, you brought the worst and best of me you...
Sometimes, here in the dark, I struggle to find myself Here in the dark, I find a shell A shell of a girl, a shell of a life.
Inspired by observing faces around me and really appreciating how we all the same and yet all so very different. ✨ Eyes to see what you can see Nose to smell, but hope it's not me.
Written for some photos I have just taken. Look in their eyes. You'll find all the lies. All the hopes and dreams. The tears run in streams. Lying to themselves all this time.
This isn't me. I was Mr positivity. I used to find the silver linings, Now I let shit get to me. This isn't me. I'm just not the same. Something inside has broken free, And left my brain in pain.
The (maybe) completed work.
Its ironic how we always tell ourselves that we are understanding, yet we condem that which goes against our beliefs and morals.
I truly believe. I could have been. Created to be. Something of a visionary. Life itself through sickness and wealth can often be scary.
Should one want glory more than honour. Should one want victory over pride. Shouldn't self worth be more important. Than the acclaim that many thrive. I find my fellow man to be.
I think it's a matter of timing characteristics trust timing always been the problem for me. they're already pursuing someone or I am already. no ones ever readily available when I am.
Another week has ended, Another week begins. By the end of this one, I hope My good deeds will outweigh my sins. This chapter's halfway over, The page now I must turn.
100. I'm so old. So many tales I've told... It all started with a story. But I've grown my inventory. Poems, quotes, blogs, too- As you can see, I've really come through.
You can't get by without some pain, Many days it's going to rain. Some of these will leave a stain, Try what may, they will remain. But very soon the sky will clear, No need then to dry a tear.
I am contemplating lost snow, all the memories I must let go I am wondering if it shall return, in February March, or April I am considering Spring in bloom, all the many things I must do I am...
Hola, it's Sunday again here in the not-so-sunny North of England. And the rest of England, for that matter. And lots of places besides England. Gee. IT'S SUNDAY.
If I indeed were sum of my values If I indeed were all that I thought I would grow myself as tall as the sky and my riches would be more than what's beneath the ground.
Down comes the rain, With no sign or warning, Not even a little one, Yet It is bloody pouring. The thoughts then stroll, Through the mind they travel, Some up to the sky, Others down in the gravel.
Is there anyone else like me. In this world that seems so lonely. Is there anyone just for me. I just want someone to know me. Is there anyone else like me. On this planet that seems so bleak.
Procrastination isn't productive,. But writing poetry is too seductive,. Language used to define the world of the mind,. Listening to problems and helping mankind,.
Pouring my heart out to a piece of paper, Always listens Never judges. Royal blue ink soaks up the raw emotion, Comforting, Holds no grudges.
Gather round and listen carefully I will say this only once, A change of heart I've had, I think I've been a dunce.
there are five important [romantic] loves, I think everyone should experience... 1)first 2)unconditional 3)soul mate 4)life companion and 5) the one you give your all.
I look for the beauty in everything/everyone before I even begin to see the perceived ugly.
Hello again, and today is Friday, January 25, 2013. I feel that as of late I've been stuck in a rut. Not only in my writing, but in school, and life in general.