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I sometimes sit and look out of the window at night. I'm not actually looking for anything in particular. I just find it therapeutic, looking up at the stars. The stillness. The silence.
This isn't you, What your doing, Please return, That ugly mask, I can see, Through your walls, Your heart is not, Made of stone.
Goodbye my fellow writers My fellow baddy smiters I'm going away for te weekend In this time I hope my soul to mend I'm going to be living in a wood A little like the great robin hood I hope that...
If you think I'm worth my words, Like the fairies of old. Trust me, I am not, Nor am I worth my rank.
I've just taken a step forward, An uncomfortable leap but a necessary one. Awaiting the response is killing me.
-Light can be defined without sun. Sweetness can be defined without honey.
What if I write a poem at night. With the moon in sight. With the dark room lighten by a small light. Making that paper and those words in sight. I get ideas at night and I can't write it right away.
I walk slowly across the grass glaring at the sky Why do I do this.
#household Our paint depicts a picture But does it show the truth.
M ainly. E xtinct. There is only one of me. Only one person of the sort you see. One person with my exact blue eyes. My barrior holding back the lies. The only one with my same brown hair.
I wish I was a poem, One that could be heard. And everyone enjoyed it, From word to little word. I wish I was a poem That could be sung from rooftops, high.
Sometimes you have to cry so you have the strength to smile. Sometimes you have to go through pain before you can understand why. Sometimes you have to deal with the bad, in order to see the good.
Why does it feel as though I'm writing the same words Over and Over again. Why are my feelings Circling around The future, the now Same as then.
Let it be Chains were binding me Holding me back I remember what you said One day love will find you Break those chains that bind you I believe that's still true But you were my love I gave you...
I don't get angry,I don't get even I do get sarcastic,my retorts well proven I don't do violence,I can't look Sour I do do clever,my words can devour I don't give up easily,if at all I hold my head...
#household challenge Mirror mirror in the hall, Do u think of me at all. When I peer so close, so near; An eyeball there, a nostril here. Mirror mirror reflecting me, All my blemishes do you see.
I glance at the mirror and I see My public image reflected back at me. Balding head and patchy beard Blue eyes astride a nose that's weird.
A mirror for you A mirror for me We all look in the same one And different things we see. Some see comfort Some see pain Some see beauty Are they vain.
#household mirror, won't you tell me fair see nothing when at you I stare mirror, what is it that's wrong perhaps I've been around too long mirror, all that I can see sad face staring back at...
I use to do pills. I use to smoke weed. It turned me nasty. Full of anger and greed. I use to drink beer. More than you'd think. No matter how many. I still wouldn't sink. I use to pinch cars.
Some people have their blue days... Well, mine are grey and yellow. Some people have their red days... Well I'll stay white with mellow. Some people have their green days...
I know I seem distance,. And this is no excuse,. But I really haven't got the energy to talk to you,. You can now hate me,. Kick and slap me,. Because I know I deserve it,. Your the only one there,.
I have heard stories of failure and how men always pursue in finding the basis of the matter to be as relevant to how much he has grown as an individual.
A good quote I just came across in a batman comic Think it is very true and worth sharing. "Fear is a cannibal that feeds on himself, It lives in every dark shadow.. Waits around every corner.