QuentinHouse - Hello Poetry

It's a long way home At the end of the road I'll be pavin' my own way To the top I'll be here to stay So take my name Remember this face Keep the change and have a nice day And live for the moment not by the past Homie live each day like it's your last

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Nov 1, 2015

Nov 1, 2015 at 11:58 AM UTC

Words I live by.

It's a long way home At the end of the road I'll be pavin' my own way To the top I'll be here to stay So take my name Remember this face Keep the change and have a nice day And live for the moment not by the past Homie live each day like it's your last

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We're all different, in every way, not even twins

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Oct 20, 2015

Oct 20, 2015 at 9:42 AM UTC

Different.

We're all different, in every way, not even twins

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Harm is something we cause on a daily basis. We all are aware. But no one is aware of the pain that follows.

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Sep 13, 2015

Sep 13, 2015 at 9:52 PM UTC

Harm.

Harm is something we cause on a daily basis. We all are aware. But no one is aware of the pain that follows.

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Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come, or a plane to go or the mail to come, or the rain to go or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow or the waiting around for a Yes or No or waiting for their hair to grow. Everyone is just waiting. Waiting for the fish to bite or waiting for the wind to fly a kite or waiting around for Friday night or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake or a *** to boil, or a Better Break or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants or a wig with curls, or Another Chance. Everyone is just waiting.

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Jul 25, 2015

Jul 25, 2015 at 4:46 AM UTC

Oh, the Places You''ll Go.

Waiting for a train to go or a bus to come, or a plane to go or the mail to come, or the rain to go or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow or the waiting around for a Yes or No or waiting for their hair to grow. Everyone is just waiting. Waiting for the fish to bite or waiting for the wind to fly a kite or waiting around for Friday night or waiting, perhaps, for their Uncle Jake or a *** to boil, or a Better Break or a string of pearls, or a pair of pants or a wig with curls, or Another Chance. Everyone is just waiting.

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High. On the ledge. Millions of feet below. the soft looking pavement. For my blood to surely flow. I step off the ledge. And fall really fast. I recap my life. Recap my past. I hold my breath. as if I am about to dive. But really any sane person knows You don't survive a fall this High. As I keep falling. I began to tear. Thinking about my family. My mother... Oh Dear... I wish there was another way. But i'm falling to fast. So I continue to hold my air. And remember my past. Nearing the ground. A smile; formed on my face. "Soon..." I say to myself. I won't be in this place. Inches away. Time running slow. The ground looks. So Ready To release my soul. Impact is quick. Painless at that. I gasp and bolt from my bed. A pain in my back. It was a dream. Why won't you Look at that. I dreamed about Death. About sweet release. And my brain toyed with me. Gave me a tease. Glad I suppose. That I didn't die. From that big ole fall. From that ******* High.

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May 19, 2015

May 19, 2015 at 11:50 AM UTC

Fall(Again.)

High. On the ledge. Millions of feet below. the soft looking pavement. For my blood to surely flow. I step off the ledge. And fall really fast. I recap my life. Recap my past. I hold my breath. as if I am about to dive. But really any sane person knows You don't survive a fall this High. As I keep falling. I began to tear. Thinking about my family. My mother... Oh Dear... I wish there was another way. But i'm falling to fast. So I continue to hold my air. And remember my past. Nearing the ground. A smile; formed on my face. "Soon..." I say to myself. I won't be in this place. Inches away. Time running slow. The ground looks. So Ready To release my soul. Impact is quick. Painless at that. I gasp and bolt from my bed. A pain in my back. It was a dream. Why won't you Look at that. I dreamed about Death. About sweet release. And my brain toyed with me. Gave me a tease. Glad I suppose. That I didn't die. From that big ole fall. From that ******* High.

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As the dusk of the night fades and splits at the light of dawn, the ferry crept away before it was sought upon by those who don't have passage. By those who aren't merely ready for this type of adventure, only you and I my friend, so I hope you did pack your things, and I hope you don't plan on turning back anytime soon. For this journey will last a life time. And we haven't a second to waste on the first part of this treacherous journey. I hope you packed your courage with you as well.

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Apr 20, 2015

Apr 20, 2015 at 10:03 PM UTC

Pack your things.

As the dusk of the night fades and splits at the light of dawn, the ferry crept away before it was sought upon by those who don't have passage. By those who aren't merely ready for this type of adventure, only you and I my friend, so I hope you did pack your things, and I hope you don't plan on turning back anytime soon. For this journey will last a life time. And we haven't a second to waste on the first part of this treacherous journey. I hope you packed your courage with you as well.

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Dear reader, if you or someone you know is in a troublesome spot. Pass this along. For it is sure to be a helpful read. You there! Yes you. I know not but your face, nor your story. But I know you feel less than yourself. And that's not ok. Some its just the blues. Down in the dumps. But someone else could be seconds away from leaving this earth. And not coming back. I don't want that. I don't know who you are, but I would sure love too. I would love to know everything about you. Anyone would. And I know I am one person. But one conversation could help, it could keep you occupied. You could drop the pills, the gun, untie the rope. Step away from the edge, Take the bag off your head. Drop the blade. It could save you, I could help, Anyone could. We are all here for a purpose. Though I can't tell you how to fix what is wrong. I can give you the spark you need, the spark to re-light the flame that is dying inside you. And out burst a giant, beautiful soul full of joy and passion, ready to fight the sadness head on, ready to kick its **** and let happiness reign over you. I understand the sadness. I'm sad, I always am. But knowing I helped someone feel better. is the best thing ever. It's the best drug you'll ever try. The euphoria you get from helping someone. It's an amazing thing. I love every person on this earth from the bottom of my heart. I love you all, whether you do something bad or you're a nobody. You all are my friends. And I am not leaving. So get used to my constant smile.

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Apr 3, 2015

Apr 3, 2015 at 9:46 PM UTC

To whom it may conern.

Dear reader, if you or someone you know is in a troublesome spot. Pass this along. For it is sure to be a helpful read. You there! Yes you. I know not but your face, nor your story. But I know you feel less than yourself. And that's not ok. Some its just the blues. Down in the dumps. But someone else could be seconds away from leaving this earth. And not coming back. I don't want that. I don't know who you are, but I would sure love too. I would love to know everything about you. Anyone would. And I know I am one person. But one conversation could help, it could keep you occupied. You could drop the pills, the gun, untie the rope. Step away from the edge, Take the bag off your head. Drop the blade. It could save you, I could help, Anyone could. We are all here for a purpose. Though I can't tell you how to fix what is wrong. I can give you the spark you need, the spark to re-light the flame that is dying inside you. And out burst a giant, beautiful soul full of joy and passion, ready to fight the sadness head on, ready to kick its **** and let happiness reign over you. I understand the sadness. I'm sad, I always am. But knowing I helped someone feel better. is the best thing ever. It's the best drug you'll ever try. The euphoria you get from helping someone. It's an amazing thing. I love every person on this earth from the bottom of my heart. I love you all, whether you do something bad or you're a nobody. You all are my friends. And I am not leaving. So get used to my constant smile.

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It rushes over like a lively river. Flowing and crashing violently. Destroying anything it wants. Taking anything it desires. Clearing a path. Sadness rushes like the river. Destroys you. Sweeps you away instantly. It numbs your body. The cold water of sadness takes you away. And replaces you. With a dull, blank mold of yourself.

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Mar 31, 2015

Mar 31, 2015 at 11:41 AM UTC

Sadness.

It rushes over like a lively river. Flowing and crashing violently. Destroying anything it wants. Taking anything it desires. Clearing a path. Sadness rushes like the river. Destroys you. Sweeps you away instantly. It numbs your body. The cold water of sadness takes you away. And replaces you. With a dull, blank mold of yourself.

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Is suicide an answer? Is escaping the right thing to do? Is answering life with suicide the right answer?

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Mar 28, 2015

Mar 28, 2015 at 2:33 AM UTC

Answer.

Is suicide an answer? Is escaping the right thing to do? Is answering life with suicide the right answer?

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Warm, cold, rain, sleet, hail, snow. Fire. No matter the condition I would always see you. No matter the weather, no matter the storm. You can't stop my love. Don't even try. A pointless effort. But you can slow it down. My heart is yours, as yours is mine. But sometimes I think. Back in time. To the time with Kody. I warned you, I did. "He's a good guy.. Just misunderstood." "Oh people make rumors about him." If it's true then it's not a rumor. At the time I longed for your love. You had another. I didn't bother with it. Just let my mind race on, my heart beat on. Then one day. A 'Bing' from my phone. *** Quentin, what do I do?" I didn't reply. Not for days. I knew what you did, at the time. I could care less, I didn't pity you. You didn't believe me, so I saved my breath. You almost went all the way. I was shocked, broken. Even if I didn't Show it. Four years ago. You made a promise. Forever and always. Well that always didn't happen. It took FOUR YEARS. To get on the right path. You kissed another guy, then another. I couldn't get mad. We were not dating. But you've changed, I can see it. I don't understand why people don't believe me. **** your flaws. **** your past. **** the negative feelings. **** anything to put you down. This is not My love story. But Ours And it's gonna be great. I'll pave the road. Make it the smoothest ride. Ever.

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Mar 26, 2015

Mar 26, 2015 at 3:58 PM UTC

Our love story.

Warm, cold, rain, sleet, hail, snow. Fire. No matter the condition I would always see you. No matter the weather, no matter the storm. You can't stop my love. Don't even try. A pointless effort. But you can slow it down. My heart is yours, as yours is mine. But sometimes I think. Back in time. To the time with Kody. I warned you, I did. "He's a good guy.. Just misunderstood." "Oh people make rumors about him." If it's true then it's not a rumor. At the time I longed for your love. You had another. I didn't bother with it. Just let my mind race on, my heart beat on. Then one day. A 'Bing' from my phone. *** Quentin, what do I do?" I didn't reply. Not for days. I knew what you did, at the time. I could care less, I didn't pity you. You didn't believe me, so I saved my breath. You almost went all the way. I was shocked, broken. Even if I didn't Show it. Four years ago. You made a promise. Forever and always. Well that always didn't happen. It took FOUR YEARS. To get on the right path. You kissed another guy, then another. I couldn't get mad. We were not dating. But you've changed, I can see it. I don't understand why people don't believe me. **** your flaws. **** your past. **** the negative feelings. **** anything to put you down. This is not My love story. But Ours And it's gonna be great. I'll pave the road. Make it the smoothest ride. Ever.

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