We must not give up
when the road has become rugged
there is so much more
to see
to feel
to taste
to hear
to smell
there is so much magic
waiting to be found
and troavaille.
The elegance of this world
is so much more
than the pain
that we feel within
Nov 14, 2019
Nov 14, 2019 at 12:34 PM UTC
The tears still come
but that's usual
The pain comes and goes
but that's normal
The suicide notes are gone
ripped up and torn
The blades have disappeared
The scars have faded
The sun has come out
from behind the clouds
Healing comes to us all
Jun 13, 2019
Jun 13, 2019 at 1:00 PM UTC
You're eyes
You're smile
You're heart
You're sweet kisses
You're arms
It all holds me steady
when I fall to pieces
-You're my saviour
Jun 13, 2019
Jun 13, 2019 at 12:33 PM UTC
I think I love the rain
the dust rises from the old road
I think I love the clouds
the silence inside the soft wind
I think I love music
strumming the red guitar
the rain plays a beat
on the clear window
So I wrote a song
about how I love the rain.
Jun 13, 2019
Jun 13, 2019 at 12:28 PM UTC
A dark sentiment
in my empty soul
gives me unlighted conceptions
Standing in a crowd of people
is my heart sitting shady
I wonder why
and in the cold comfortable night
is where is feel home
Alone
and I smile.
Apr 17, 2019
Apr 17, 2019 at 11:48 AM UTC
I need coffee
like the grass needs the rain.
I need coffee
I'm going really insane.
I need coffee.
like a book needs its words
I need coffee
like the sky needs the birds.
I need coffee:)
-relatable
Mar 7, 2019
Mar 7, 2019 at 12:21 PM UTC
You're
lies,
they
are all
covered
in
"I love you's"
- Me, absquatulate.
Feb 28, 2019
Feb 28, 2019 at 12:37 PM UTC
Lets look
at the clouds
and paint
pictures
with our
fingers
in the charming
blue sky
while we laugh
and cry
on our
childhood memories.
Feb 28, 2019
Feb 28, 2019 at 12:17 PM UTC
She fell bravely,
swiftly,
to the untold
like a rose pedal
letting go
of her thorns
and let the wind
blow her
wherever it carried her.
Feb 28, 2019
Feb 28, 2019 at 12:11 PM UTC
My sleepy eyes
they almost become two full pools
when I see you
My heart, rends.
And when the cockcrow hits
I cry
at the memory.
Feb 25, 2019
Feb 25, 2019 at 1:49 PM UTC