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Welcome to my happy. Place. It's a crime against the human race. Because it's my heart. Filled with hope. Until it it crumbles. To a pulp. If anything falls. Sadness calls. If anything breaks.
No one can describe love too be one thing like for example a carrot. A carrot is a vegtabel no one can argue but love is different for every person.
A broken heart, A brand new start. Not quite yet, Just let it set. Tears that fall, You want to call. No, just leave, I'll mourn this eve. You're on your own, You'll be alone.
A million days, you may or not live one second enough, to make another his life give. You take it all, but can never forgive. It's your little ego, for which you everyday live. You seem older,...
What can I say about me. I live in London I'm a mother. The shortest in my family at 5.5ft And rather petite, long dark hair and Hazel eyes. I'm gentle Sometimes mental, generous and mischievous.
What can I say about me that you havn't already read. I have green eyes that shade to blue and fake blonde hair on my head. I'm quite short compaired to many, I stand at 5ft 3.
Drained of energy I sit and stare. Into a blank space with nothing there. Soaked in pain that wont seem to shift. Writting is something to give my spirit a lift. Forcing out words from my empty mind.
How tall have you grown, dearest. From the distances that were borrowed, From the pride that you have swallowed. Has it been as beautiful as you have dreamt it to be.
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood, And sorry I could not travel both And be one traveler, long I stood And looked down one as far as I could To where it bent in the undergrowth; Then took the...
Inspired by @Delilah ... Although its not quite about me myself. There seems to be An influx of poems About a "me" But who is she. Is she caged. Or is she free. Or is it maybe Even a he.
Those you looked up to Where did they go.
She was a girl of integrity, Honesty, intelligence, morals and truth.
Seeing is a funny game, People just don't see the same, One man's win's another's loss, One man's underling another's boss. Our vision skewed by our own views, what others think, what others choose.
I'm misslittleDHP. Kimbo to those close to me. I'm a mixed bag if you will. I can be boring but need a thrill. I'm feisty and strong. I can be right but often wrong. I like to chat an awful lot.
Don't forget to smile. I remind my self. Say the words you practised. that's it looking good. just a bit longer. I know there talking. I just don't care what there saying. It looks important.
When your gone i realise how much i really love you, i wonder why i ever left you. Now your gone i want you back, you just don't want me.
I just got on opuss to realize that I went from a rank of 19 to a rank of 104. I was actually sad about that.
I have watched you in your misdemeanor, My disturbed face is getting greener. You're at the mirror for an hour, Your thoughts are getting unpleasantly sour.
I've broken my addiction, To creating works of fiction. Of sharing stories and poems, But I'm not exactly going. I'll pop in every now and then, To check up on my lovely friends.
The truth is vain You can try To shift the blame Or tell a white lie. Can you colour lies. Can you tell the truth. See it in your eyes. Maybe it's from youth.
I look at myself in the mirror. So many flaws so many errors. The person staring back at me isn't even me. It's someone different,mean and ugly. I didn't know that it would be this true.
When you do actions of love and hate, do you ever stop to think of the consequences. When you burn deep inside with hate, do you ever stop to think of the hurt it places.
24 is the hours I felt ill yesterday 6 is the number if pills to try and make the pain go away 5 is the number of miles I'm about to run 10 is the probably the number of times I'll be saying no to...
Blue colour leaked from her eyes. And formed little rainbow tears. Staining her face with the repercussion of lies, As her hopes became her fears. She watched it unfold before her.