jacob-timothy-wilkerson

Roses bloom ever so softly in the spring time air.

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Sep 7, 2014

Sep 7, 2014 at 11:27 PM UTC

{10W} lovely

Roses bloom ever so softly in the spring time air.

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The light at the end of the tunnel is so bright, im blinded by fear and anguish. People tell me keep going push on, yet im tired, tired of living, tired of fighting.many nights I lay awake pondering my existence. Am I real?? Is this all an illusion? What if! What if! I rack my brain as I lay there hoping for the answers but with no resolve. I prey to the gods in hope that someone is up there listening, but sadly no answer. I guess the people that told me I would never make it were right. The fire in my heart flickers in and out, in and out like a slow beat of a drum just waiting for that last gust of wind to blow it out. Now I just wait for the fates to tell me its time so I can sleep in peace forever.

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Aug 26, 2014

Aug 26, 2014 at 10:08 PM UTC

jacob-timothy-wilkerson

push on

The light at the end of the tunnel is so bright, im blinded by fear and anguish. People tell me keep going push on, yet im tired, tired of living, tired of fighting.many nights I lay awake pondering my existence. Am I real?? Is this all an illusion? What if! What if! I rack my brain as I lay there hoping for the answers but with no resolve. I prey to the gods in hope that someone is up there listening, but sadly no answer. I guess the people that told me I would never make it were right. The fire in my heart flickers in and out, in and out like a slow beat of a drum just waiting for that last gust of wind to blow it out. Now I just wait for the fates to tell me its time so I can sleep in peace forever.

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if you love me give me a blazer when I shiver in winter. if you love me give me water when I am thirsty in summer. if you love me give me your hand when I cross the water. if you love me peep into my heart when silence creeps on my face. if you love me look at my eyes when they speak nothing. if you love me love me much and I love you for I love myself.

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Jul 25, 2014

Jul 25, 2014 at 4:13 PM UTC

mohd-arshad

If You Love Me

if you love me give me a blazer when I shiver in winter. if you love me give me water when I am thirsty in summer. if you love me give me your hand when I cross the water. if you love me peep into my heart when silence creeps on my face. if you love me look at my eyes when they speak nothing. if you love me love me much and I love you for I love myself.

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You are like the wind, blown away, never here nor there. Your always searching for something right, always searching for the light. You sit in your tower way up high, always trying to figure out how to live your life. Your heart is as big as a mountain, yet no one seems to understand you. Your feelings are like bubbles ready to explode around you. To feel like nobody is there is a feeling we both share. You my friend are the star that keeps me going in this tragic thing we call life. But until the day when we take our last breaths ill always be here for you. And when that day comes ill see you in the heavens, to live in peace and love. Forever and ever, Forever and ever. Love Always Jacob

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Jul 24, 2014

Jul 24, 2014 at 1:38 PM UTC

jacob-timothy-wilkerson

Tameica

You are like the wind, blown away, never here nor there. Your always searching for something right, always searching for the light. You sit in your tower way up high, always trying to figure out how to live your life. Your heart is as big as a mountain, yet no one seems to understand you. Your feelings are like bubbles ready to explode around you. To feel like nobody is there is a feeling we both share. You my friend are the star that keeps me going in this tragic thing we call life. But until the day when we take our last breaths ill always be here for you. And when that day comes ill see you in the heavens, to live in peace and love. Forever and ever, Forever and ever. Love Always Jacob

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You stand there in the distance hiding behind the large Oak trees. The wind blows ever so softly in the midnight air. Your dark brown eyes stare at me from afar . I am mesmerized by his beauty. But He is gone now leaving me with nothing but a faint memory.

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Jul 23, 2014

Jul 23, 2014 at 2:19 PM UTC

jacob-timothy-wilkerson

As the wind blows

You stand there in the distance hiding behind the large Oak trees. The wind blows ever so softly in the midnight air. Your dark brown eyes stare at me from afar . I am mesmerized by his beauty. But He is gone now leaving me with nothing but a faint memory.

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This is to anyone out there that's listening From anyone who ever let you down and went missing Lovers, parents, best friends, and siblings Sometimes life conspires to make liars of good men This is to anyone out there that's listening From everyone that ever let you down and went missing Lovers, parents, best friends, and siblings Sometimes life conspires to make liars of good men I'm sorry I wasn't who you thought I was **** it-- I'm sorry I wasn't who I thought I was I said no matter what, I'd always be there, but that wasn't honest Because I'm not And 'cause that ain't how life goes Broken promise Growing up, I always thought I was one of the good guys I thought it was black and white like that That I could nurture my good side But I've caused hurt and I've stripped pride Both on the surface and inside I wasn't cursed with a dark side, I was just normal Average, regular, nothing special, I'm telling you Just being human makes you both God and the Devil's clear replica I've had my emotions crushed and maybe crushed a few along the way And at the time, I meant every single word I would say Every word of love, and every word of hate Every time I would adore, and every time I'd berate But time passes, and sometimes those emotions fade Making liars of both the threats and the promises made But is a lie really a lie if you mean it at the time? How can a lie be a lie if you mean it at the time? A lie can't be a lie if you mean it at the time How can a lie be a lie if you mean it? This is to anyone out there that's listening This is to This is to anyone out there that's still breathing I bought a heartbreak hotel On my own, with no investors Closed it down and opened the **** you, get over it" bed and breakfast In loving memory of having loving memories Of combustible emotions, and having real enemies Typically poetically dramatic endings Were once a trademark of mine Patents pending And the mighty height of emotions on parting ways Was always grander than the connections of the early days When we were fighting, there used to be thunder and lightning Ferociously frightening, a clash of the titans Emotions heightened, every single muscle tightened An addiction to the thrill of the fight, the excitement Love at first sight always seemed unconsidered I'd rather love at first fight, and then onto double figures An unconditional love? Well, that just means nothing In love with the mere idea of loving something Always just hunting for that near-life experience In fear of missing something vital from your own existence All your emotions subconsciously thought out and scripted Less about how you're feeling More about how you ******* depict it But all that stops when one day you just decide to stop playing along That point in time when the most amazing things in the world can just as easily seem Pedestrian You've lost both that loving and that loathing feeling Turns out, hell does have a bottom And heaven, a ceiling Both love and hate become opaque in time's wake A face that once summons rage now summons nothing Whether it's emotions tethered, nerve endings severed Or just the outlook you acquire when you're a little more weathered Remaining conscious of this all, and in a way, feeling above it Still feels like bad riddance to good ******* But is a lie really a lie if you mean it at the time? How can a lie be a lie if you mean it?

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Jul 20, 2014

Jul 20, 2014 at 2:38 AM UTC

jacob-timothy-wilkerson

Broken Promise

This is to anyone out there that's listening From anyone who ever let you down and went missing Lovers, parents, best friends, and siblings Sometimes life conspires to make liars of good men This is to anyone out there that's listening From everyone that ever let you down and went missing Lovers, parents, best friends, and siblings Sometimes life conspires to make liars of good men I'm sorry I wasn't who you thought I was **** it-- I'm sorry I wasn't who I thought I was I said no matter what, I'd always be there, but that wasn't honest Because I'm not And 'cause that ain't how life goes Broken promise Growing up, I always thought I was one of the good guys I thought it was black and white like that That I could nurture my good side But I've caused hurt and I've stripped pride Both on the surface and inside I wasn't cursed with a dark side, I was just normal Average, regular, nothing special, I'm telling you Just being human makes you both God and the Devil's clear replica I've had my emotions crushed and maybe crushed a few along the way And at the time, I meant every single word I would say Every word of love, and every word of hate Every time I would adore, and every time I'd berate But time passes, and sometimes those emotions fade Making liars of both the threats and the promises made But is a lie really a lie if you mean it at the time? How can a lie be a lie if you mean it at the time? A lie can't be a lie if you mean it at the time How can a lie be a lie if you mean it? This is to anyone out there that's listening This is to This is to anyone out there that's still breathing I bought a heartbreak hotel On my own, with no investors Closed it down and opened the **** you, get over it" bed and breakfast In loving memory of having loving memories Of combustible emotions, and having real enemies Typically poetically dramatic endings Were once a trademark of mine Patents pending And the mighty height of emotions on parting ways Was always grander than the connections of the early days When we were fighting, there used to be thunder and lightning Ferociously frightening, a clash of the titans Emotions heightened, every single muscle tightened An addiction to the thrill of the fight, the excitement Love at first sight always seemed unconsidered I'd rather love at first fight, and then onto double figures An unconditional love? Well, that just means nothing In love with the mere idea of loving something Always just hunting for that near-life experience In fear of missing something vital from your own existence All your emotions subconsciously thought out and scripted Less about how you're feeling More about how you ******* depict it But all that stops when one day you just decide to stop playing along That point in time when the most amazing things in the world can just as easily seem Pedestrian You've lost both that loving and that loathing feeling Turns out, hell does have a bottom And heaven, a ceiling Both love and hate become opaque in time's wake A face that once summons rage now summons nothing Whether it's emotions tethered, nerve endings severed Or just the outlook you acquire when you're a little more weathered Remaining conscious of this all, and in a way, feeling above it Still feels like bad riddance to good ******* But is a lie really a lie if you mean it at the time? How can a lie be a lie if you mean it?

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I lay down in a field of snow looking up as the snowflakes fall. It's beauty insnares me, mesmerized. The snowflakes fall gently to the ground, a light breeze dances across my cold face. I am trapped. Trapped in its beauty, trapped within the cold. frozen in time I hide under a thick blanket of snow. forever trapped to gaze upon its greatness.

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Jul 16, 2014

Jul 16, 2014 at 9:30 PM UTC

jacob-timothy-wilkerson

wonderland

I lay down in a field of snow looking up as the snowflakes fall. It's beauty insnares me, mesmerized. The snowflakes fall gently to the ground, a light breeze dances across my cold face. I am trapped. Trapped in its beauty, trapped within the cold. frozen in time I hide under a thick blanket of snow. forever trapped to gaze upon its greatness.

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In the dark I find you. Silence, your peace blossoms like roses in my heart. Your safe touch envelops me in happiness. The sirens call so sweet is all I hear. In the darkness there is no hurt or sorrow but peace within the quiet. Now as i drift of to sleep I dream im in your arms forever.

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Jul 15, 2014

Jul 15, 2014 at 10:51 PM UTC

jacob-timothy-wilkerson

blissful darkness

In the dark I find you. Silence, your peace blossoms like roses in my heart. Your safe touch envelops me in happiness. The sirens call so sweet is all I hear. In the darkness there is no hurt or sorrow but peace within the quiet. Now as i drift of to sleep I dream im in your arms forever.

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searching for the light to guide me through the endless darkness. The love that will soften my stone heart. I am forever searching for something to hold dear to my soul. The hope that i will never see due to Man's surpressent force. In the darkness i shall wait for my savior to bring me peace in this empty world i once called home. In the darkness i shall wait for Death's sweet embrace. Forever alone.

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Jul 15, 2014

Jul 15, 2014 at 1:41 PM UTC

jacob-timothy-wilkerson

Shattered reality

searching for the light to guide me through the endless darkness. The love that will soften my stone heart. I am forever searching for something to hold dear to my soul. The hope that i will never see due to Man's surpressent force. In the darkness i shall wait for my savior to bring me peace in this empty world i once called home. In the darkness i shall wait for Death's sweet embrace. Forever alone.

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I sit alone in a dark room hoping for the light to find me. A room with no walls only thick blankets of fog. like a blind man i see no salvation to this madness. Only fear, lust and anger. Forever lost withing the pictures. Alone in silence hidden under the dark Angels wings.

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Jul 15, 2014

Jul 15, 2014 at 1:06 PM UTC

jacob-timothy-wilkerson

the room with no walls

I sit alone in a dark room hoping for the light to find me. A room with no walls only thick blankets of fog. like a blind man i see no salvation to this madness. Only fear, lust and anger. Forever lost withing the pictures. Alone in silence hidden under the dark Angels wings.

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