lettingthoughtsout
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The stars are shining bright
In the middle of the sky
Producing a faint light
As I look up and sigh
Their beauty is unmatched
So bright and real
I've grown quite attached
To their perfect appeal
Whenever I place a pen to a blank paper
I pause like a diver on a high diving board
Looking down at the waters below, so far away,
So far removed from the casual air of everyday life
exhale—
watch the tendrils
of smoke dance
before being whisked away.
sitting on the porch railing
his book open beside me
as he searches for
the meaning of life.
he could give
Writing, it's quite a release,Giving away the emotions of the day.Writing, it brings me peace.
Sometimes, I don't want to cease,It lets me say what I want to say.Writing, its quite a release.
It was so easy at first.
Like a moth to the flame.
I was an innocent victum.
And you a harmless game.
Just skip one,
it can't hurt?
After all, what's the worst?
Nobody can see the damage,
Happiness isn't just an intense emotion.
It's a state of mind,
a sense of peace.
One will simply find
happiness in the moment,
not by searching for it.
Remember, there's more to being happy
Up e a r l y, sleep l a t e.
These thoughts talking all before I fall.
Asleep is where I cant go.
Because thoughts converse with e v e r y soul.
No introduction
was necessary
For me to understand
the healing that these words
have had upon me
Fate or destiny
intervened
leading me down this
cathartic path
I'm sitting alone with my thoughts
and everything I've ever done wrong.
The silence is burning.
It screams in my ears.
Life is overwhelming
but it's all we have here.
My mind is racing
My heart is pacing
Theres a tingling sensation in my fingertips
I Just Want To Be Happy!
NO!
It's right there within my reach
Please! Let me just grasp it
My shattered remains
Are scattered among the skies
and I’m just laying here in some... restive peace
Just waiting for that spark to ignite.
Is this really what the meaning is?
The meaning of life?
(poems go here) Shades of blue casting over stripes of gold; I watch as the colors shift from light to dark, and slowly the blackness conquers, razing any hint of sunlight that may shine through my window.
