Live day by day
Cuz you never know
Today could be your last day
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Seen too many lifeless bodies of good people
Guess this is not a place for the good ones
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If you want to tell me something you should now
My time’s runnin’ out
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i can’t tell if i will die in your hands or by them
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If you’re reading this then it’s too late,
If you’re not my attempt failed
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Everything ends,
I just hoped this would end with my death
Sep 3, 2018
Sep 3, 2018 at 5:48 AM UTC
I wish you could see,
How close I am to death,
I wish you could feel,
The tightening rope around my neck,
I wish we could be once more again,
Together forever with our happy end,
But I know I won’t get it,
I know you’ll forget it,
After I’ll take my life,
I hope I get to say my one last goodbye,
I hope that you’ll be happy,
That you’ll find what I’ve lost,
I hope you won’t be angry,
That I’ve bet my life in cost,
And I’ve lost it,
I have lost my life,
I hope we don’t regret it,
Our child is never born,
I hope that you’ll come,
At that day in a dress so dark,
I hope that you’ll cry,
That you’ve lost me so young,
Cuz I’m crying now,
But you won’t come to help,
You’re too busy with your life,
With your finding yourself,
You’ll only know the cost,
When everything is lost,
You will only say it,
When you’re staring at my cross,
Oh and I know darling that this is taking too long,
But I hope that you’ve read it,
These are my final words.
Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 11:22 PM UTC
I hope that I could be again,
The one guy that you love,
I hope that I can breathe again,
Next to your heart beating soft,
I hope that I can see again,
The little sparks in your eyes,
I hope that one day I will see you,
Whole dressed in white.
Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 5:02 PM UTC
I’m sitting on a bench,
Holding a gun pointed to my head,
What would I leave here,
If i left now,
Would you miss me like you never do,
Would you kiss me like you never do,
Would you hold me as you always do,
Would I cry on your shoulder like the usual,
I mean it doesn’t matter,
My head, my mind it will shutter,
Until it finally cracks,
Leaving my scars to burst and me to bleed out.
Mar 4, 2018
Mar 4, 2018 at 5:40 PM UTC
I feel like I'm dying,
Like I'm being torn apart,
This feeling's the last thing that I remember,
My wounded heart,
I wish I could tell you,
Tell you how I love,
I wish you could see through these cursed eyes of mine,
I wish I was normal,
Not ****** up,
I wish I was better,
That I was enough,
But all you can see are the broken pieces of the past,
All of them shattered in my eyes,
You think they are golden,
But I know that they are the eyes of a mad man,
That I once was.
Aug 1, 2017
Aug 1, 2017 at 6:01 PM UTC
I love you I think you knew,
When I look at you,
When I see the little sparks in your eyes,
I just want you to be forever mine,
It's just so hard to say it,
I worry you won't get it,
That I will scare you away,
Even tho I just want you to stay,
It's so hard to describe it,
When I look at you I think I found it,
The innocent smile you make,
The perfect blush you get,
I just can't stop falling in love with you,
I hope you see it the way I do,
After all you're my darling,
And I will love you till drowning,
I will push you to the dreams you have,
I will make you forget,
Everytime you've been hurt,
Because you gave me a reason to live,
And that's the truth.
Jul 2, 2017
Jul 2, 2017 at 8:07 PM UTC
I was little bit happy,
Little bit sad,
Cuz in the end,
You will break my heart,
Still it will be wonderful,
Good times, bad times,
You can never choose,
In the end it doesn't matter,
Nothing matters really,
So take everything you got,
Cuz nothin' better is coming,
You will die like the rest of us,
Resting in our coffins.
Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 5:33 PM UTC
I was not born a
poet.
I was broken into
one.
Sandoval
Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 5:25 PM UTC
My scars my relief
My alternative belief
Are not meant to
paint me as weak.
I struggle with words,
struggle to be heard
But talking about it
is never absurd.
My scars my relief
My alternative belief
Have made me consider
if life should be brief.
But I felt selfish
for making that wish,
So instead I continue
to try to exist.
My scars my relief
My alternative belief
Are reminders of a time
when I couldn't release.
I may have outgrown it
May never have shown it
But this is my lief
and I promise to own it.
Jun 12, 2017
Jun 12, 2017 at 5:23 PM UTC