A flower will grow tall, whither and die
A light feathered bird will not forever fly
A body will be enveloped in dirt
It will decay and many will be hurt
Those people will pass too
Death is something we all run into
The stars will explode
Or whatever they do in the end, implode?
Feb 9, 2015
Feb 9, 2015 at 11:39 PM UTC
I was your Cure,
You were my Disease,
I was saving you,
You were killing me.
Feb 8, 2015
Feb 8, 2015 at 7:02 PM UTC
I like to sit in an unlit room,
Looking out at the ominous rain filled sky.
I long to go outside,
And feel the tear drops of the clouds.
For I know what it's like.
To be unable to stop tears from falling.
I wish I could comfort them,
Those bereaved morbid clouds.
Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 8:23 PM UTC
Helen of Troy had a wandering glance;
Sappho's restriction was only the sky;
Ninon was ever the chatter of France;
But oh, what a good girl am I!
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 3:20 AM UTC
We sit there and we wonder
What the hell are we doing
What is the point to this life
Why am I still moving
Time doesn't stop
It goes it's own pace
It punishes us
In so many different ways
It slows when we need it to quicken
It quickens when we need it to slow
The time is always ticking
Watching our silly little show
We're stuck here
Whatever here is
I'm stuck here
This deep dark abyss
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 3:14 AM UTC
Stars
Are all I see
As I stare into nothing
Waiting for answers to come to me
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 3:03 AM UTC
There are things that I can't seem to escape from,
Things that hurt me in many ways,
Things that make me want to scream,
Scream as tears stream down my face.
The world is filled with possibilities,
What possibilities if I'm drowning?
Every time I try to meet expectations,
I'm only met with frowning.
I stare at the lines on my left shoulder,
I made them recently,
I like to see the lines cry,
People need to leave me be.
Then again if they new about these lines,
These lines that will define,
Then I'd drown even further into this ocean,
Where my deep dark thoughts reside.
So for now I'll hide these lines,
These cursed lines that I wish gone.
Perhaps a better day awaits,
A day in which I have won.
Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 8:31 PM UTC
School
It's an insane asylum
With a firm grip on us
Who have been driven
Mad
We entered
As children
Innocent
Full of dreams
And the Asylum
It snatched the dreams
Twisted them
Crushed the innocence
Dirtied our souls
And locked
Our hearts
In it's filthy walls
Along with
Those
Who have been driven
Mad
We
Are
Forever
Encased
In
Madness
Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 12:21 AM UTC
I laugh
I talk
I play
But I gotta to say
*I am Losing*
I listen
I focus
I see
But I can't agree
when people say
I'm Winning
I actually
hide
cower
and stay up for hours
because
I'm not winning
It's like gym class
where Anxiety, Depression, and Insomnia
are on the opposing side
and I'm by myself hiding behind the bleachers
I'm losing
Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 12:10 AM UTC