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I'm late up again, Why can't you see. Opuss please stop calling me. No don't. Actually, A day without you I couldn't bear to breathe. You keep me sane when I'm at work, At home you're such a perk.
I can only guess at how much pain you will be going through tonight. Four years you celebrated your birthdays together. So many memories and many more smiles and laughters.
We all have things that we always have in our person. May it be a phone or a bracelet or a bus pass. Mine is a ring. My great great grandmother's engagement ring to be exact.
I'm not much of a preacher. I seldom give advice. After all, it's not like my life is a prime example of success. Nevertheless, I feel compelled to hand out a dose of the gratitude message to you.
*long nonsensical rant. Sometimes I wonder how much we are in control of our own actions, and our own fate. Fate is something I’ve always wondered about. Are we born to be certain people.
My Beautifull kids I am so proud But why do you have to be so loud!. Abs is so funny and such a mucky pup Wanted to be a horse when she grows up Told everyone she was lesbian cause she loves her mum.
It's my own fault, I'm too weak to leave. No fucking self confidence, just no self belief. I'm insulted here every day, after almost eight years, why do I still stay.
I haven't been on Opuss for months, what with the business of school ending giving me not much time to write... But now that I come back here, Opuss has changed quite a bit.
I decided to stay I didn't want to go I feel apart of this family I enjoy it here u no!. I enjoy the poems The stories, the quotes Ask me or anyone They bring a lot of hope.
Six years have come and gone, I need for you to know just how much our friendship touched my heart.
*I've noticed how gloomy most of my stuff is. So here's something short and happy. *inspired by Julie Andrews --------------------------------- No bans on hoses and sunshine in Britain.
To anyone that gives a damn, I was on vacation for the weekend and I refused to write in the hopes of revitalizing my silly mind.
So this is for you, The one I love and adore, I've never met anyone, That I care about more. You're perfect to me, In every way, You're the only one who Makes everything ok.
I love to love. I love my wife and son. I love my family and friends. Good weather. Tasty food. Music. Community spirit. Finding money in your worn clothes. Camp fires. Peanut m&m's. Smiles. Laughter.
"I don't know you, and you dont know me But I like to see people smiling, you see And that's why I accepted your invite To write you a personal poem tonight I made an impression of you in my...
All this while something was wrong. It hurt more than ever to be gone. I left iPuss... Deserted Stablish for the very first time. Wasn't right for Ell. And it hurt more than ever.
"Idle hands are work for the devil," my grandfather used to say.
Simple pleasures: The sun on bare feet Laughing uncontrollably Clean bed sheets & blue sky Writing for you Writing for me A full fridge A smile from my son A good book Winter rugby match Watching...
Our first month together must now unfortunately be celebrated by a month away from each other. A bittersweet parting.
I'm lying here in my bed, Thinking about where my life has led, A pirate fight full of gore, All upon a beach near the sea shore, I just stood there, mouth open wide, The pirates got washed away in...
Stomach feeling empty; like a bottomless pit. Head feeling dizzy; like workers hammering and banging on my brain.
If I close my eyes I can still hear your voice Words of wisdom giving me no choice Always right wish I had your knowledge Should have done better at school should have gone to college Kind and gentle...
Long rant below* I was wandering around the hot city streets today looking for a place to shelter myself from the searing sun. I was approached by an annoying charity worker waving his hands at me.
Cool summer breeze soothing my face. Walking through the forest my favourite place. No noise no people just me and the birds. Mind empties of worries and fills with words.