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WhalesandPotatoes
WhalesandPotatoes
Love poems / Love emotions / Love everything that comes / / Yet I know things will be funs / / / / To some degree...
Somebody help me with a crisis I'm lost without notices Figuring out ways to help another In a struggle That's not sad That's not relative to anything Just more about human being.
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Dec 1, 2015
Dec 1, 2015 at 2:56 AM UTC
Helping Hand
Early in the morning too much caffeine Haven't slept yet because Im sad at 5:13 All of my friends are away My brain is washed like ***** clothes I can't forget how much I miss those days When I didn't have to worry about Where to sleep When to eat Now all my mistakes are catching up And running out of breath My body is weak, I'm hurting inside I just want to end my life **** it all **** myself for all I care Too bad I'm only human Oh I try and want to believe But I'm only human At the morning of 5:13
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Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 5:22 AM UTC
Sadness at 5:13
For The Friends Oh world in my name I pray about the future Enlighten me with your pain Teach me the wisdom To leave a fulfilling life With everything included No gaps or blanks, I'll strive All the Hate, lies. Decimated Wishful mind ***** Demented in nature A beautiful soul in vain? Requested I'm asking Press play and record my voice I'm young now, becoming old Age, I fear for health Holding dear. Social rules, social evil Now it's really difficult To be with Them. So World? Let me learn To become a monster From the storm Full of hatred and regret Or I'll wither from the wind Reborn, growing again. Just like before Just like then I am in need of my friends.
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Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 6:00 PM UTC
For The Friends
Wide eyed Grinned to the teeth So sublime You would think I'm on LSD
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Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 5:58 PM UTC
Lucy
Freely Vulnerability. Senses are released Talk about you, talk about me. Where is the understanding of university? Us or We? As if the air becomes too thick to breathe. Gentle screaming of ignorance. Coughing up my plateful entreé of broken memories. Full of Love, Full of Hate. Evil contradiction flossing between my neuropathological pathways. Tell me this and telling me that Let's go do this or **** mate lets go smoke crack! Then again it suddenly feels too real. Reincarnated of birth again. A small baby pure eyes with nothing to fear. Everything's gonna be alright dear. Reality strikes and baby needs Love. Gasping for life to fill my lungs! Even when your blind. Seeing ain't so. Hard to remember if mother was dying while blood stopped bumping with the beat. Categorized in Booz, hate, disbelief. Standing over organized chaos. Trying to persuade how to be the best. Yeeeeet. You got to BE. Don't react in failure but Act out on the success of futuristic possibilities. Accompany others to help shine their inner souls. No matter the exposure always let them know how much they are no comparison to others or other things. Materials are made and used Don't let brainwash propaganda distract you from the clues to live for. Be patient and don't go overboard. Reevaluate and double check if the senses are really coming down from way back. Let yourself be evolution to the fullest. Never expect to be always sharp. Just have a core that will never be thrown away. Forever more. Au revoir.
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Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 5:46 PM UTC
Free vulnerability
Freely Vulnerability. Senses are released Talk about you, talk about me. Where is the understanding of university? Us or We? As if the air becomes too thick to breathe. Gentle screaming of ignorance. Coughing up my plateful entreé of broken memories. Full of Love, Full of Hate. Evil contradiction flossing between my neuropathological pathways. Tell me this and telling me that Let's go do this or **** mate lets go smoke crack! Then again it suddenly feels too real. Reincarnated of birth again. A small baby pure eyes with nothing to fear. Everything's gonna be alright dear. Reality strikes and baby needs Love. Gasping for life to fill my lungs! Even when your blind. Seeing ain't so. Hard to remember if mother was dying while blood stopped bumping with the beat. Categorized in Booz, hate, disbelief. Standing over organized chaos. Trying to persuade how to be the best. Yeeeeet. You got to BE. Don't react in failure but Act out on the success of futuristic possibilities. Accompany others to help shine their inner souls. No matter the exposure always let them know how much they are no comparison to others or other things. Materials are made and used Don't let brainwash propaganda distract you from the clues to live for. Be patient and don't go overboard. Reevaluate and double check if the senses are really coming down from way back. Let yourself be evolution to the fullest. Never expect to be always sharp. Just have a core that will never be thrown away. Forever more. Au revoir.
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Highs and lows This is my life I'm riding in a roller coaster that never stops going left or right I'm high on mania I'm depressed to death Suicides my best friend While adrenaline is my usual breath Sometimes I think about love But it doesn't last long Only wishing angels could come from above Lost in translation My heart hurts So much that it feels like Phillip screwdrivers stabbing me From my mind connected my heart Everyday I make connections but I always fall apart No more I say no more I feel It's destroying my cardiovascular Even though I can't find myself anything Spectacular They say I'm this and that and it's all good Not much of bad stuff I'm sure When it's life? Is it now? They kept telling me the cure But all I heard instead was the nuisance of bad words.
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Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 5:45 PM UTC
Riding
I was laying in the snow Then came an angel who I didn't know Wings as elegant like fine wine Hair angelic that will last until the end of time Levitating when she got me perspiring Freezing, why it gotta be this day Beautiful inlaid I didn't see I didn't play Lost in hypnosis is a place somewhere deep, of all tragic emotions.
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Feb 16, 2015
Feb 16, 2015 at 5:44 PM UTC
Snow angel
hello poetry here is rhythm of words where amazing happenings concur yet to my knowledge I cant go any farther so I will give you a thought from son to muh-ther I put my Trust in You so can you give me a piece of love? or is this too much to ask I'm frankly speaking metaphorically about you and I yet the feeling gets me into tight, claustrophobic vibes Put you in my hands and crush the living demands Though from eye sight apart I need a magnifying glass to be able of who I am Destructive madness is greed to my soul while covering topics from new to old pick me up and lean on me like a friend lover or Demon.
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Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 9:05 PM UTC
I put my Trust in You. (Demon)
ok **** it i pooped on your door, **** it you shot my dog, **** it your manners are perfect **** it we all have cancer **** it but you know what? garfield! yay
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Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 2:18 AM UTC
**** it
There is Her There is Me The Beach The Sun The Water The Fun Too bad man There is none... :(
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Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 2:08 AM UTC
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