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"One last story daddy, then I will sleep" "Ok my little fairy, Let this tale settle in deep. She is an angel in disguise, who is with you from your first cry, regardless of your age,
Its been a long road for us. Every curve has came like an expected kiss Timed, measure, thought out
Some days I wonder what my life would be like If I opened the door here And closed another there Some days I wonder how the match didn't strike Yet if I wonder enough Can I see a new me?
For I have lived And loved. And laughed. As so many have not had the chance. So if i die today, I die. Better for the chance, to see the sunrise some did not.
Warm water rushed up the bubblegum walls of a room I called home to the age of 14Ethereal creatures, niveous nothingsColubrine eyes staring soullessly forward Waiting, wading into water
Sometimes it is hard to stay positive and to believe in yourself, You think you have it all planned out but there are people around you who try to convince you to be someone else.
1,000 friends in a life time you could make. Unfortunately; most will turn out fake. Only a few will prove themselves true. As you do them, they care about you.
My life you say Then why must try and take away You say that you trust and yet your actions mislead You say that you love but your soul is all green Green with envy that is of the steps I am taking
The moments we share in minutes and days
Kids, one of the most amazing things created. Very important, very adorable. Always a kid? By heart, yes; by age, no. Kids learn, in fact, we all learn. Kids or not, we learn everyday.
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"Still.. Still.. Still.. How I wonder How I wander Drill, Drill, Drill Stay in line Stay with time
I’m thankful for love, and thankful for heartbreaks. I’m thankful that God keeps all the promises that He makes. I’m thankful for my shelter, and for my daily nourishments.
When Time was There It’s not about the money, Not about the price, Not about the hatred growing up on the rise
Writing in short form. Hidden details embedded in each stanza. The flow of words from line to line and the imagery you can convey from a simple dainty word placed upon
This pain that built up inside me, The screaming that shook me to my core. Took ahold of what i could see, Till I didn't know what was what anymore. And there you were being you,
Trapped in an asylum of comfort and love I’ll never truly know what I’m capable of Sorry Mom, I leave you behind But you have a piece of my heart worth A collection of lifetimes.
You are always here when I'm mad, Or sad, Or happy, Or anything really. I turn to you when I need to get away from life, you are always here for me.
I need you! Help me! I don't want to be a nuisance Gotta keep it to myself, don't wanna make a scene People starring at me, they'll probably hate me I don't want to be a bother to them let me just sit still
Thankful, I AM thankful for my life and the people that made it so. who I now know as the first God I ever met, I AM bone of her bone flesh of her flesh.
Dear God, I love You. Very Very Much I love You because You first loved me There’s no Love greater than Yours, I’ve never heard of such
Dear Education, Thank you for giving us the chance to know, to think, to read, to speak. Thank you for being you, for not discriminating against who can have you. I am sorry that we, the people,
You are one who I admire. Forever you inspire, The choices & decisions I will forever make. You are my role model,
Colorful fire crackling On dry Michigan wood Campfire smell filling my nose Arms wrap around me Holding me tight I hear little voices Singing songs of rolling hills And the taps on shoulders
I know it has been hard I know that I have failed I know that I have hurt you And I know that you have been disappointed But thank you for believing Thank you for caring Thank you for wondering
Dear mentor, I will forever be thankful to thee For the wisdom you have imparted to me. Many things are not equal in life But everyone gets the same 24 hours a day. None of which we will ever get back
Dear society, There is hair sown to my arms and legs but you have given me razors for that. Imperfections dug on my face and none of your creams and pills work. A tunnel in between my front teeth…
I am grateful for the taste of chocolate and buttercream that lingers on my tongue after my four hour work shift at Sees.
True kindness is a gem You only experience it a handful of times in your life When you experience it, it's like a rose Or maybe, a rose garden
Dear Lord, You put me on this Earth to explore. Little did you know what must be accounted for.
We are children of God Yes! God is our Dad We are siblings of Jesus From our sins, He frees us We are loved and cared for by God
A heaving chest, Quick breaths, You stole the very air from my lungs. A watchful eye, Beautiful surprise, You took my focus for yourself. A thumping heart, Set apart,
I know that look in your eye. That you want to cry, that you’re scared to die. But have no fear, Dear. Do you know why? All your troubles will pass by, I promise you that is no lie.
Oh look at the trees the leaves fall every day the trees dont blink an eye leaves are meant to be this way So why do we care about the words someone might say about the look of a stare
Worries worries worries Who is he with? Why didn’t he tell me where he was going? Is he lying to me?
I'm thankful for love, Thankful for life. I'm thankful for heaven above and thankful for time. I'm thankful for smells, and the song of the birds. I'm thankful for health,
All the worms and flowers in the belly of a tiny bird on the back headwinds of the Andes mountain range could not feed me like you have.
I look in her eyes I have never met someone Who made me feel the way The early morning sun And the splashing waves On white sandy beaches Make me feel Until I saw into her eyes
The me of yesterday, is fading, She was callous, angry, sanctimonious. She was abiding of God and a sinner in one, She is no longer living, from dust to dust.
Lord, thank You for this day that I get to breathe to laugh to love to.. live what more can I say? Can I love You for the moments when I fell apart broken torn done
To the sky so blue, the grass so green, the lavender whispering in the summer breeze. The laughter ringing down the hall, And Grandma's voice on the phone, The smell of homemade cooking,
What nights, what days, my life spent in splendor. Even though I am a humble schizophrenic, I am also a college graduate.
I've taken many things for granted Being alive is one of them I'm an early 20s-year-old college student fighting signs of ADD, anxiety, and depression I've self-harmed, picked at my skin
If you were to ask me a year ago, where I thought I'd be. I would say "dead" or "gone" Never would I have imagined myself here. In this very room, surrounded by everyone who I hold dear.
I am thankful for opportunity. For the chance to be alive
These Feelings are so hard to express They bounce around in my head trying to get out. Anger, haterd, sadness, loss, But also love and care. It feels like no one else can understand These Feelings
I never thought I'd say this,But I'm thankful for the pain.I'm thankful for the tears I shed,The nights I spent awake,And all the days my knuckles turned whiteWith the tension so thick a knife could -
Food, Water, Shelter That is all I really need Things is a bonus
To the woman who loved me long before I was born, To the woman who held my heart long before it had formed, To the woman who was left sleepless from dusk until dawn, With weakness upon weakness for nine months long,
The new year calls for change The new year calls for better Physically, mentally, eternally Living a never-ending battle 365 unpredictable days gone
Thankful For Me Thankful for my life,In which for I always strive.And everyday is another chance,that I must take in advance.Thankful for a voice,and being given a choice.I decide my future,and I refuse to be loser.Thankf
A letter to mi abuela, I love you. Even if you hate that I say it in English sometimes, it still carries the rich rivers of tamarindo & mango juice. Your favorite.
For being able to walk outside and look at the constellations, I am thankful. I spend hours outside tracing the stars with my fingertips, creating combinations astronomers haven't even thought of yet.
this year has had many hardships setbacks and pains. but this year also brought love success and perseverance. I have made it through the desolation fear and sadness,
As time goes on, so does age. Appearance grows of greater importance — or less, Makeup changes as one realizes how bad it was. Hair changes as one needs something new in life.
I am thankful for the rude person who steals my parking spot making me park far away I'm thankful for a car problem forcing me to walk to work Because this shows me I CAN walk.
Thankful Many people wonder this when asked what are you thankful for? and the question runs through you head and he answer is infront of you the answer is everything that you have that you value
Thankful Many people wonder this when asked what are you thankful for? and the question runs through you head
In this moment, she breathes in the balmy forest air. In this moment, tears of gold stain a long-lost one's shirt. In this moment, nothing else matters. In this moment, his fingers tentatively slip between hers.
The world is full of opportunities, but opportunities which come at a price Because everything in the world is not for free. The cost was at my parents', who showered me in their dreams yet unachieved.
For the long nights When I am alone- But not- with my fingers Dancing over the keys Making music and art, For my voice that remains
Slam! Another closed door hits my face Ouch! Yet another blow to my mind Why the opposition? The painful rejection?
Waking in the morning in a country that is free. Smiling in the mirror because you are blessed to be healthy. Looking up above to see a roof over your head,
Days suck and people suck Waiting sucks and needing sucks But then there are Days and people and moments
I've aged recently, I learned how to appreciate my family more and more, day by day. They help me with school, how to keep my life together, and teach me many necessary to unnecessary things.
The mountains bow down to You. Oceans cry out for Your glory. You have created us and set us above angels.
I'm in an apologetic mood, so I want to apoligize to you. Sorry to you all for posting all these things about me. I'm an addict for dramatic and it's not something you want to see.
ALIVE You breathe me in and out So you think you are alive? Asks air
You are our grandparents. related? No. Family? Yes. Mr. Larry and Ms. Red, even though we call you that You are our family, thats a fact Always there for us when we are down, never do we see you frown...
I am happy, I am kind, I am jovial. I am honest, I am free, I am jovial. I am thankful, I am appreciative, I am jovial. I am independent, I am a dreamer, I am Lindsey.
The covers for never leaving after a one night's stand the bed that support me as I sleep the house that has provided shelter from storm and insects the computer purchased by my mother to help me keep up with the days
My thoughts haunt me like razor blades hidden under the pendant around my neck.
Awesomeis getting into grad schooleven ifyou don't know how you'll pay for it. Awesome, is waking up everysinglemorningto do what you love
Hey life, we had a good one, didn't we. Lots of adventures, so many things to see. Ive done so much, yet it is barely anything. Thank you, for all the experiences you bring.
Life is such a hectic ride Full of surprises and awesomeness Awesome was the moment my eyes first opened And I was greeted by sunshine’s bliss I made it again through the darkness of the night
Lying here in bed I wonder Who in this world has not yet been fed? I ponder Do they even sleep on a bed? Over yonder Where the helpless souls always see red. Lying here in bed I am thankful
I'm losing myself
I fall, I rise. I make mistakes, I live. I've been hurt, but Im alive. I'm human. I'm not perfect, but I learn. I've encountered hardships, but im thankful.
Today's a new day God let me have this morning Noon, nectar, nocturne.
You reached for my hand to pull me up To the very top so I could see All the mountains and beautiful greenery. I had never done a thing so dangerous. As I looked out over the small mountain town,
If I woke up tomorrow and only had what I thanked God for today,
I'm happier than a bird singing a song. It's all because of you, mom. You bring me from my darkest moments and make me happier than a bird singing a song. My only wish is for you to continue being the same.
Behind The Curtains
I am proud of myself. Can be honest? Looking through my past poems, my past words, my past thoughts, all I can think is how far I have come.
Today I'm feelin' good, I dare you to change that The sun greets me with a smile while birds sing at my window I'm grateful to be alive, I was blessed with another chance
Freedom to feel, Freedom to know Freedom to speak, to live, to go, Wherever your free life takes you. To Freedom we're born, cause others have died defending that Freedom, our nation, our pride,
I don't know who I am anymore. I don't know what it means to feel motivated in something that you really love doing since people expect you to be perfect. I continue to push but for what?
He said, 'I pity that old woman, ' but ran away when she asked for help.
almost fell face-forward had they not held us back, crying because it hurt and made our bodies ache,
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I may not thank you everyday for the many things you provide, But I am very grateful for the blessings. In times of struggle, you have always been there. And even now, you're right by my side. You make me strong.
Sweet gentle arrival as if delivered by a Stork, My options are unlimited, I'm free to explore. I know what you do, I see your sacrifice, You think its not enough. Nothing will suffice.
Waking up to the same ringing, Going to the same place, Five days a week, Ten months, learning and forgetting. Distractions and butterlies, Taking chances, locking eyes,
Would you just suck it up already? The complaining, the whining, the pouting, the absolute insanity. You don't know how good you've got it. You're ignorant to those who suffer.
One of the most beautiful of things The Morning crisp still and allowing Never in the day are we granted a clear slate like the slate delivered to our minds
Walking across the beach, feeling the gritty warm texture of the sand against my feet, I think about life. Life as it is now and how life will be.
I write to escape, to embody myself in a world free of space and time where my pen can't keep up with my mind as I overflow with rhyme expressing my love, expressing my life.
I write to release, I write to not feel. I write to express feelings that I know are real. I write when I'm confused, I write when I'm alone, I write when there's no one but myself at home.
My selfish self wants to stand out and shine, Like the glowing eyes from the roadside in the night Making many folks alert of my existence. Yet, all my life I’ve been watching from behind those dazzling bright eyes,
i write because others write one day i heard someone speak without making a sound the book opened on my lap spilled with words that were so loud at the end of every sentence and/or phrase, was a bold statement
Why I write The externalization of my internal fight My words take flight What I convey not always a delight The emotions are real, Flashing before your eyes Masquerading in my desguise
I used to be depressed And at times I even desired death My feelings were strong and extreme It was the consequence Of trials and times That clearly took a toll on me
I record dreams.Not because I believe they are full of meaning,But because they were something I experienced,And I don't like to forget,That which I have experienced.
ITS IN MY SOUL TO EXPPRESS MY INNER THOUGHTS THAT SCREAMING VOICE THAT NO ONE CAN TOUCH TAKES OVER MY FINGERS THAT BRINGS NO FEAR IM UNTOUCHABLE WHEN I HAVE A PEN NEAR
Why I write is simply so when my words sprout wings and take off into my soul my mind and spirit filled with dismay writing is the ticket as I take on the soul train Why I write
I believe that in order for someone to truly develop and mature they must invest in themselves. In order to invest in themselves they must recognize what type of person he or she is
Poetry is more than words put together in rhymes and stanzas. It’s more than a couplet Or even iambic pentameter. To me it iss utter expression. A way to scream and shout
You use them to communicate, you use them to express your hate, you use them to depict your fate, you use them to inovate. but i use them to fight, i use them to make things right,
Words written in led or words written in ink; whenever I find a chance, I really begin to think. Words written in red or words written in pink; When I find the chance to write, it feels like it was meant to be.
limit of limitations are limitless when i script dreams onto a blank page filled with ideas just awaiting to happen. The thought that no one or nothing could say that im wrong.
Why I write Is to breathe Its how I express what's inside of me Winning a scholarship would call for celebration For my schooling would not be in hestitation... of worrying
They said that I'd be fine And I believed it to be true Until at the next moment My eyes fell upon you My heart began to beat off rhythm As my vision became blind
My God, Will never leave me, He will never forsake me. He loves me like no other, He is my Bestfriend, My Father, My World, My Everything.
Birthed by the Earth, God planted me here. I've grown not much throughout these long years. Roots settled in, My stalk began to rise. As a fragile bud, though, I turned from sunrise.
I'm learning to trust in you, Never giving up, Life may bring unfortunate circumstances, But you are always there for me, I didn't know what love was, Until I met you I saw that reality,
I am thankful for having a car, when there are people who have to wake up awfully early to take a bus or walk miles and miles to get to work or school.
Rubble under rubble nowhere to build what all this is trouble that no one should feel what we have does not belong what what we thought was good what we thought was ours it was all wrong
I have no heart, So how do I live ? I have no love, so what do I give ? I have no feelings so what do I spill . Why do I have I never have time to chill ? Why does being fake prevent you from being real ?
I see her hurting, lying broken, Air filled with words unspoken, He shouts and breaks again the silence With his ceaseless violence, And yet she remains, standing tall, Leaning, breaking, against the wall,
SHADOW It, who doesn’t hurt It, who doesn’t care But truthfully It is not who It tries to be It is simple and It has feelings Words hurt It and on the inside, It’s feelings scream
Love can't be touched; Love isn't tame; Love won't give you fame; I love you so much i cant help but clutch my heart that you used as a game.
Life is rough and we all have experienced the bumpy roads keep your head up and hang in there you see those bullies? that storm that just crushed your home? the adversities you face everyday? dont let them get to you
Wondering mind leads you to question how to mend this relationship we so helplessly destroy. It's like love without a purpose yet love of such chaos brings also moments of joy.
There once was a girl who knew everything, A witty comeback, an intelligent review, a passing observation All eloquently exhaled from her blood red lips. With a transparent snap of her fingers
This face in the mirror is emotionless These thoughts are filled with lifeless dreams and eventful recklessness Understanding the consequences of my actions but not how they came to be
I know me saying this isn't right But it's how I feel I really want to end my life Yes I am for real
This ring and I have been through it all Seasons, months, funerals and joy This ring is my brother, my sister, and friend Till death do us part this ring is my man
Time together spins a silver flurry The night wraps around my limbs to comfort Vital force screams for you from my body Will, tenet, and my guard are taken down Affection from you melts me like chocolate
Long brown hair, Dark, frizzy and out of touch. Long black lashes, Glasses that covered her big brown eyes.
Trust Issues I loved him I thought we were forever But he had someone else He thought he was clever
It’s a hard thing to describe It’s so hard to explain Just I can’t help it Feeling this way Just the way you smile The way you sing a song Makes my heart soar A million miles away
Feeling alone Let down Hurt Misunderstood Unloved Ready to cry at any given moment Just wanna be hugged, and loved , and held , and asked are you ok I cry at the most random moments
Sometimes certain situations are just so hard to deal with, other situations are easy, but the hard ones teach you a lesson in life, weather its for the worst or the better.
dam valentines is already hear for real cuz i need more then a day to show you how i feel i remember the first day that we met u had a ponytail n u was wearin sweats I thought to myself you look kinda cute
Alive I am Alive yes I am Alive My bones tingle with the energy of life itself The energy of life surrounds me it protects me it cradles me, guides me guidance
I often look to the yellow lillies in the garden on campus Friends pass me and time shifts Is it not the success that people want? Or perhaps it's the driven motive in which we attempt to strive Unjust it truly is,
He stands alone Fighting to hold it together, but he's already breaking Crying the tears that no one should have to shed Using black to help conceal the pain so red
No one knows her story like I do so let's see if you can understand it too.
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I care so much it hurts.. Deep inside my heart, And now my eyes are open Because we are apart, This world is fading. It is turning dark. My bright world of smiles, Has begun to fall apart.
You tell me I'm no good With every word I say Everything comes out lies, betrayal, and trust including your own friends would say those things Have you seen the things I've done? No.
Sadness is so peculiar It creeps up on you, and then bam, It hits you with its full force It overpowers you And you don’t know what to do You just sit there, weeping, hoping
There is a castle underneath the Sea, Under the Moon. Only those who have lost can see it. Only the ones that have felt true sorrow.
I’m staring into your beautiful eyes, As we sit away from the world, What people say about us is only lies, There’s nothing wrong with me and you.
There is a voice that echoes without measure It bounces off the faces of those who came before it It dances in the acres of nostalgia This voice carries a fire That burns Burns With the thrills of a thousand souls It possesses the pain and agony o
Stop, just for a second. Take a look around. What do you see? A world, too busy, To spend time enjoying the simple things in life.
You know when you were little And you had your hand In the cookie hand You turned and almost died of embarrassment When you saw your dad’s face
You know that feeling When you’re empty and alone When there is no one you can turn to Remembering when the sun once shone You used to be able to laugh About nothing at all
Sometimes it hurts to live, To wake up and not have a reason to... It hurts to move, to remember, to want. That pain once constantly plagued my heart... Until I realized there IS a reason.
I'm going to take this time to say, that this woman is beautiful l in her own way. From the joy in her smile and the sparkle in her eyes, proves that there is more than this woman then betwee her thighs.
I’m so glad you’ve moved on I’m so glad you’ve found better you finally look like your life is together I’m so happy you’ve moved on and found someone that makes you smile someone that makes you feel
Tap tap, on the glass of life that is swift. Lift, up the locusts from their chests, A plague would be uncalled for, so To suggest the progress achieved so much earlier in
I am tired of playing this sick game I don't understand why I always take the blame Sure I don't give people the impression But it sure feels like depression Someone needs to take the pain away
Last days for Dad, I wasn't really glad, So naive and harsh, Mom told me, "I'm done." "As we change, we're going to have fun." I sat in the car with relief and despair,
(poems go here) Its da same stuff jus a different day n I'm tired I'm tired of da fussin n fightin da uncontrolable cryin I'm tired of goin 2 bed at 4am thnkn wat if?
A solid heart or a plastic smile? I wonder and ponder on this subject in my class , My teacher distorting history to make plenty cash , I just back and laugh .
What is Love? What is its meaning? Is Love an action? Or is it a feeling? Is Love worth the pain? Is it worth the tears? Will it last a month? Or will it last for years?
Pain in my sight Feeling like there's no more fight I can't sleep through the night With all these tear feel like it ant real My Momma my queen We living in these streets
How does it feel to be let down, lead on, lied to, and hurt How does it feel to be kicked down, stepped on and treated like dirt How does it feel to love someone who doesn't love you back
I am young, I am free, I am looking for what I want to be. Doctor or a lawyer, a teacher or a poet. Humm, what will I be? I won't be a bully for reason you should know,
(poems go here) I stopped at our house last night. With every inch of driveway that I covered I felt a calming familiarity.
Justice and praise to the things you embrace weeping for the moment despising the shame we take on none and shake off the sun to be drenched in sorrow only to be captured by grace
Sometimes we fall, we fall down down down, into the abyss we go, untill we hit the bottom. We hit hard. Adrenaline rushes through veins. A rabbit runs along. “I'm late, I'm late, I'm late.”
Im going to die soon, why care about living for. Hardships and force is the only time i praise the lord. And they say, "whenever it rains it pours". I kicked misery out and now im showing pain the door.
Watching the sunset And I began to feel empty, ... tortured and drained and even a bit of envy. Tears well in my eyes And I can no longer control these emotions that have been put on hold.
I catch myself Glancing in the mirror Looking at the image before me Unsatisfied With how crooked my teeth are With the way my stomach hangs over my pants With the acne on my face Unsatisfied
That day she wasn't doing too well, we could tell. She seemed a little depressed, we said she needed rest. We had no idea what was inside her head, so she did what we all dread. She cut herself and dropped dead.
I was tried of it all The profanity The abuse The lies I told My caring parents I though I couldn’t do anything But when all of the above Came into one I had to do something
thank you for being there when I needed you thank you for helping me get through thank you for all of the support you've shown thank you for staying with me when I was alone thank you for letting me cry
You have now brought this new plate Plate of Gold, that no one else but I can Hold You have now brought this new light A light so powerful, not even darkness can contrite For you have NOW brought this new happiness
I WANTED YOU TO KNOW HOW MUCH I ADMIRE YOU. YOU GIVE YOUR HEART TO EVERYONE, AND IN EVERYTHING YOU DO. YOU’VE GOTTEN ME THROUGH ROUGH TIMES WITH A SHOULDER TO CRY ON.