Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 3:59 PM UTC
She's made her mark
Convinced me the world isn't so dark
Given me hope for the future
Scared I'll push too far and..
lose her
There for the good times
There for the bad
If lost in the ocean
she'd be my land
I know the day we properly meet
We'll take the world
We'll paint the streets
Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 6:19 AM UTC
Intelligence isn't based through an IQ score, nor through ones ability to count to ten.
Intelligence is based on an individual's ability to grasp a concept in an exceptional fashion.
Rather it be math, social skills or even ones ability to make others laugh. These all show an intellectual and subjective level of intelligence.
Although regularities may vary, the general outcome of one's ability to stabilize information is no different then those of a "higher" place.
"Everybody is a Genius, but if you judge a fish by its ability to climb a tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid."
-Joseph B Schneider
Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 6:01 AM UTC
All want to do is die
But can't bring myself to try
Too scared to say goodbye
Hoping tomorrow ill find my way
Just waiting for a better day
Waiting for fates next play
Slowly losing all hope
Losing the ability to cope
Life looks better through a rope
Oct 15, 2014
Oct 15, 2014 at 5:07 PM UTC
Falling through the universe
Thrown amongst the stars
Floating aimlessly in space
No time or place
There is no hurry
No race
nowhere to be
Countless wonders to see
There are no people
Telling me not to be
Who I am
Which is
Me
Oct 14, 2014
Oct 14, 2014 at 10:11 AM UTC
The pit is getting deeper
My grip is getting weaker
I refuse to fall
Fatigue calls
Not long
Can't be strong
Drop
Jun 25, 2014
Jun 25, 2014 at 4:49 PM UTC
If I could fly
Out and away
Into the sky
Cutting through the air
I'll dive
This is where
I'll feel alive
Higher I shoot
Above the smoke and smog
Past the heavens
Up to the house of god
Into the light
Shining ever so bright
My heart beats no more
My soul soars
i have arrived
For this
I strive
Jun 11, 2014
Jun 11, 2014 at 6:33 AM UTC
Clouded mind
Cant think straight
Id do anything
To lift this weight
Throbbing head
Muscles weak
the air around me
Harbours a vile reek
Convulsing insides
burning eyes
Please let this torure end
Passing out nigh
Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 8:32 AM UTC