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A simple girl contaminated by the material world. A person who contradict oneself after evolving through these world of money & power. There is no clear line no more.
Hello again. Now straight to the point: fears, they are the prepetual treadmills upon which our egos run. Our combination of fears and intensity of them is all different and unique to ourselves.
It seems a long time since I lived. I mean really lived, instead of just existing, just passing through the mindless drudgery of the daily routine. When I was younger, I was innocent, unsuspecting.
I do not search for some twisted sort of attention, Merely a friend, a person, someone to share this load. How would I myself know where is safe to turn.
Now and then I will wonder To myself I ask, why do I bother.
(Warning: One bad word, for those of you who care <3). All the world sees. Are the. I diocy. M ischievous. P roblems. E lections. R ude. F ucked- up. E ffortless. C uts. T raining. I nsanity. O paque.
I bring her food and sometimes she likes it,. I bring her games and sometimes she enjoys them,. I bring her friends and sometimes she gets along with them,.
Sleep won't come,. As I toss and turn,. While sulking, alone,. My heart does yearn,. An ice block melting,. From hopes warm glow,. A wish for a summer,. A love without snow,. Let it be fruitful,.
Imagine the worst thing that has ever happened to you in the last year. Hard. I doubt it. Now imagine the best thing that has happened to you in the last year. Easier.
Со мной тяжело. Тяжело из-за моей болезни. Я боюсь, что мой Илья однажды устанет от этого. Ведь можно найти кого-то здорового. Он просто испугается и убежит. Хотя, может быть наш разрыв неизбежен.
Я маленькая девочка, которая живет на необъятной планете. Планете любви, планете ненависти, планете страхов и планете надежд.
I may not believe in fate and that "if something's meant to happen it will" kind of crap. But I do believe in timing. Timing is essential.
Now, from these eyes Stream rivers of broken Hymns, troubled thoughts And shattered dreams; Crippled soul shackled by The shadows of your falsity, Tormented with thorns of Deviousness and pretense.
At the end of your life, just before your last breath. Go back through your journey Since the babe you once were.
I am a single act of kind, I am free of heart and mind. I am a second chance, a gleam of hope. I am a hand, a length of rope. I am a friendship kept alive, I am the final chance to strive.
I have mixed feelings, About writing poetry. I would rather write, A story, Or draw, In my sketch book, But sometimes, I don't know why. I have to write, A poem.
You probably know I'm a little bit crazy and mad.
A hollow kiss on these fake lips Vacant hands on your fake hips An empty stare into your fake soul Fake dreams and fake goals Relying on that fake touch For no words, you fake much Laying alone...
I stand at the edge of the world. The abyss looks soothing in its darkness and unimaginable depth.
It's when all those things you heart's been feeling & longing all this while, talks back to you in a movie; ...imagine how those feelings can stab you so hard to the chest and right through your...
Today I had a big D.M.C. with my now 12 year old sister. We sometimes forget about the things going on in other peoples lives, even those that are around you all the time.
The voice began to speak in spiteful tongue I thought of what things I had done Could I had done things another way.
I wonder when I see all this hot looking people on the streets when I only get to see their beauty frm the outside, whether these people who try their best to look good all the time on the outside,...
It takes time for people to mature, suppose its like most things they get better with age.