downfall
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Indeed, I am the strongest and the Boldest
My Body finesses throughout the field
The blood on my chest, I say it was worth the kill
I Beowulf, am too prideful, How could I let someone replace me?
I have loved everyone. I did.
As I look for my new spiral notebook in the morning
I see this old spiral notebook
the yellow spiral notebook
before that yellow spiral notebook,
there were many spiral notebooks
Waking up day by day,
slowly trying to take the stress away
Days going time by time,
You told me I couldn't
You called me stupid
You made a "what not to do" example out of me
And here I still stand
Can a stupid kid graduate high school with a certificate in Graphic Design?
A place filled with constant sorrows, tears and let downs,Call it life, we live it every day and every day contains a new let down.Getting pushed down by the constant rejection of others,
The clouds have veins,
at the end of the day, when the sun kisses the edges,
and the purple spreads along the blue, dancing on the white
I beieve in the strength of mankind
the unity we create
the power only one person can have
Depression is a widow's veil.
A black, looming object..light and wispy, blowing with every change of the wind.
It's flowery design serves to hide the pain and agony that lies beneath.
You start from who you are;
Sweet, innocent, and caring. people ask and you say you're ok but no one knows how you're truly faring.
Don’t mind me
I’m really ok
I just don’t want to be awake
All I ever do is make mistakes
Don’t find me
I’m running away
I just don’t want to be
Someone like me
From a distance much to great,
He silently seals his fate.
With a rush of the tide,
He loses the feelings he tried to hide.
His head spins,
Black and Blue
Do you ever get a clue?
Black and red
do you know how much i bled?
black and green
You were always too keen
Black and yellow
Afterwords, you were always so mellow.
Words are unspoken,
Things are not said,
But everything she feels is stuck in her head.
The sighs of a hurting, broken heart
Her feelings inside tear her apart.
Words that whisper,
I Fight,
I Fight For The Light.
I Fight For Those Sitting Their Room,
Crying At Night, Holding That Knife,
And Wishing They Died.
I Fight For The Ones Who Lost Hope,
Broken bottles
lining the window seels
where pictures should be
where crosses should be
liquor soaking in the walls
yet not absorbing the blows
virbration from the seel decore
I cannot say what I wish to say. The words stick in my throat. You don't question me; I don't tell you. Perhaps if you asked, you would know. But because you don't ask, I'll die with these things inside of me. These words I'll never say.
T'Was the Christmas season,
Where a little boy glees with reason.
He's filled with joy,
As he waits for hid favorite toy.
The little boy couldn't wait,
but it was just too late.
Allow me to clear my throat first
Ahem,
Fuck you, English Teacher, with the same capital F
You gave me on that paper you refused to accept
I know my ABCs and my punctuation
Words of honey can lead to arrogance,
And words of vinegar often sting.
It is your job to educate and enrich,
You’re feeling insecure
Don’t know what for
You have everything
That others dream for
You are beautiful, strong, and pure
Fond memories, led astray
No glimpse of hope, such disarray
Scornful judgment brings out a beast, so tame
Blinded by its fear, naught bravery remain
Tearing at the wounds that reject
In the valley of the Shadow of Death,
There’s no place to hide, no place to rest.
The demons there, haunting your every step.
Choking you ‘till you have no breath.
The light at the end of the tunnel
When your pain is tangible
You can reach out and touch it.
It’s everywhere, consuming you.
You don’t even realize how lon_____g
it’s been eating away at your insides, until
they finally cave in and c
Nights of terror seem to pass
And days of sorrow fade.
In every moment that I laugh
I slowly crawl out of the shade.
Bits and pieces start to form
But some parts are still gone.
Hey you…
Yeah, you.
The girl with all the scars and stories to tell.
The boy who sits alone in the corner,
The child with a black eye from “falling down the stairs”,
I’m here for you,
Now and forever.
To start off, the meaning of Dystopia literally meansA community or Society that is frightening.Nobody would like to live in fear, it is just undesirable.I believe we live in a Dystopia
Sometimes the wind sweeps up thoughts from below,
And creates dancing figures like leaves before snow.
They spin and collide and they jump and play,
And with each little movement comes more disarray.
There you see, He comes a'knocking,
Wind is blowing, house a'rocking.
To know! To know what parcel He brings,
Would entice the greatest of kings.
His walk is strong, His stride is sure,
