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#adventchallenge New Year Resolutions, What a load of tripe, People always make them, Then give them up in fright. What's the point in making, Something that doesn't last. Has it ever worked before.
@spikekutter ... for you my friend<3 I read a bit of your work and was shocked to find you are struggling, Drowning in a pit of depression. You aren't just you, nor are you nothing.
This was a poem I wrote for my best friend last year when I felt I was taking up all of her time and energy.... She's still my best friend, and I love her. I'm sorry.
I'm starting 2 think it's me...when I Shld b jovial & celebratory I find that I'm not...maybe I've just outgrown the notion of drinking & being in the club...maybe it's underlying meaning is...
I got lost trying to find my soul Travelled Travelled hard Fell in love Fell apart Found I'd changed Found I was still the same Time moved on I stood still Yet nothing and everything had...
Happy [hap•pee] adj. hap-pi-er, hap-pi-est 1. Delighted, pleased, or glad over a particular thing Sad [sad] adj. sad-der, sad-dest 1. Affected by unhappiness or grief What is happiness.
Is there a right way for how this goes You've got your friends And you've got your foes They want a piece of something hot Forget your name like they forgot Ain't that something So when I see you...
I try to stay quiet, But I'd like to say, You just don't fit in, And you're staying that way. You make no attempt, To just be your own, It's like you can't function, If you're out here alone.
I always seem to write about I hate me etc so here at 10 positive things that I like about me... :s Firstly I am as tall as a tree There isn't a chance you're taller than me.
Loving him was a dream, that I would not share. Locked everyone else out when I met him. No more hanging out with friends, it was all him.
The calm after the storm. A false sense of the norm. Tension still lingers in the air. Time to play nice and fair. No more silly mind games. Moving forward in small frames. A time for reflection.
''You're a nasty pasty!'' Is what me and fee always say. We've woken up early, because its my birthday.
Imagine there is a bank account that credits your account each morning with $86,400. It carries over no balance from day to day.
I have a name; I live it without a thought or care. You were given a name, The brand that left you not...or the same. From others. They called yur name and you knew what it felt.
I write because I can. I write because I have lived. I write because I've yet to live. I write because I have loved. I write because I've lost. I write because I want to teach.
(From the view of objects) She is a lonely girl, says the unmade bed, near the red wall; a nice girl too, says the bathroom mirror, who sees her everyday; and a fan of stories, shows, and movies...
Anything is forgivable if that's what I want A decision between a matter of won't, not can't.
I had an epiphany,. Retrieved clarity,. I've never known my worth,. Or what my place is on earth,. I've never been happy being me,. I've felt worthless and ugly,. Strived to get perfection,.
you don't deserve this do you you don't you deserve a beautiful lady one with class and elegance who is optimistic yet realistic is that possible.
You ask me, Who am I. Where am I from. When did I change. Why am I still here. How far will I go. Who am I. I am a woman Where do I come from. I come from a broken home When did I change.
You look in the mirror. And you see yourself. You hate what you see. And all it contains. Wishing to be different. Is what you plea. Love for oneself. Is not within you. Hate for yourself.
I'm going to push myself, push our memories and the thoughts of our relationship out of because I know in better than this.
I try so hard to change myself and be someone I`m not so others will like me, but I`m done with it .. I can`t please everyone. Get over it. Ima freak xD I`m different.
Treading new ground. Stepping. Toeing the future. Seeking pastures new, letting go of products glueing one to the spot.