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Time to let out my frustration, Cos I'm fed up of all this hating, Every day, just pacing, Over some bullshit, I 'could' be facing. Time to let out my hurting, Cos I'm fed up of reverting.
(#Rant, few swear words, some really rude ones) Isn't it funny, Isn't it great, You demand so much of me, and yet expect me not to break. I'm not rage against the machine, or a she-devil.
You weren't good for me. I need better friends. This is how it has to be. All connection must end. I'm sick of your lies. And the drama you cause. Sick of you cutting ties. And pointing out flaws.
A blank sheet of paper stares at me. It bores holes into my poor soul. I pick up an ink pen and kill it, Scribbling furiously, out of control.
Handcrafted just by me Those wings are stitched with love My greatest masterpiece No longer trapped and stuck Finally able to breathe.... Go soar in the clouds where you were always meant to be.
I was sat on a deserted beach,. Golden sands stretch as far as the eye can reach,. The sea so calm and crystal clear,. Pleasant noises appreciated by my ears,. In the sea I see a spool,.
I have a monster in my head and it wants to come out You've fed it, it has grown from your actions did it sprout I try to hold it back but it's so utterly mad I can't hold it back it's the worst...
I can't hide it any more, I just can't keep it in. I wanna jump and shout about it, I wanna make a din. I can't repress my feelings, I can't bottle them up, I need to set them free, Pour them in a...
#youngwritershousehold Let out your emotions, Let yourself dream. Let in the weight of the world, Let yourself scream. The world comes tumbling down, Let yourself scream.
Standing in the street as the earth cries I laugh throw my head back and scream a lullaby. Opening my mouth smiling wide, I close my eyes and feel the droplets fall from the skies.
The cut runs deep, Crimson drops the carpet does seep. Her pain is brief, But she sighs with relief. Pent up emotions trapped from within, Are now let loose onto her skin.
What did you say.
Setting pen on paper , It relieves so much. You just lose yourself. The moment the pen delicately hits the page , the ink splashes down the stories come out.
I have this group of lady bugs Bottleing up inside. I gave you a few of the ladybugs And now there yours to hide. But more lady bugs needed to get out, They just kept getting bigger. So I went to Mrs.