Daniel Howard
Lives to Play Onward
Playing Basketball day and night
But at the last game he cant shoot right
Oct 14, 2021
Oct 14, 2021 at 8:35 AM UTC
He asked her what it's like living with anxiety.
She smiled sadly, "It's a never-ending pulse-race. Like knowing you don't want to jump off a cliff but not being able to talk yourself down from it.
Your fears take on a nebulous, unidentifiable form that tightens around your throat and incapacitates you.
There is no calm. No peace. Only the edge of a very strained thread."
Oct 14, 2021
Oct 14, 2021 at 8:34 AM UTC
Sun
Bright, Yellow
Scorching, Shining, Blazing
Hot, Light, Harvest, Crescent
Glowing, Enchanting, Howling
Magical, Beautiful
Moon
Oct 6, 2021
Oct 6, 2021 at 10:50 AM UTC
Oceans
Blue, Cool
Swooshing, Swirling, Calming
Majestic, Everlasting, Hot, Lava
Scolding, Erupting, Pouring
Dangerous, Destructive
Volcanoes
Oct 6, 2021
Oct 6, 2021 at 10:48 AM UTC
Dance
Fun, Joyful
Moving, Laughing, Enjoying
Graceful, Intricatet, Blanket, Pilllow
Dreaming, Resting, Dozing
Still, Quiet
Sleep
Oct 6, 2021
Oct 6, 2021 at 10:37 AM UTC
Seems like a part of me will always have to lose
Every single time I have to choose
Swore that it felt right, but was I wrong?
Is this where I'm supposed to be at all?
I don't have the answers, not today
It's like nothing makes the questions go away
What I'd give to see if the grass was greener
On the other side of all I've had and lost
Would it be enough, or would I still be wondering?
If I could go back and change the past
Be a little braver than I had
And bet against the odds
Would I still be lost?
Even if I woke up in my dreams
Would there still be something I'm missing
If I had everything, would it mean anything
To me?
Feels like I might have broke the best thing that I had
I said too much to ever take it back
Scared I'll never find something as good
And would I even know it if I could?
From the other side of all I've had and lost
Would it be enough, or would I still be wondering?
(Or would I still be wondering, oh)
If I could go back and change the past
Be a little brave than I had
And bet against the odds
Would I still be lost?
Even if I woke up in my dreams
Would there still be something I'm missing
If I had everything, would it mean anything
Maybe I should turn around and take the other road
Or maybe I'm just looking for what I already know
I'm just wondering
If I could go back and change the past
Be a little brave than I had
And bet against the odds
Would I still be lost?
Even if I woke up in my dreams
Would there still be something I'm missing
If I had everything, would it mean anything
To me?
Would it be enough
Or would I still be wondering?
Oct 4, 2021
Oct 4, 2021 at 7:41 AM UTC
Fire and ice
both mean, both nice
hot left, cold right
Shoto won't bite
His Childhood hard
His soul and face scarred
from things new and old
he's done what he's told
His father abused him
and wanted to use him
His mother went crazy
and burned her own baby
He went to school
Where he was to rule
And made a new friend
TodoDeku to the end
Now he is happy
and not to get sappy
but life has good glow
for Todoroki Shoto
Oct 1, 2021
Oct 1, 2021 at 8:14 AM UTC
I wish everyday for the breeze of a Fall morning
The light chill that kisses goosebumps along my legs and arms
I wish for a golden leaf to fall into my hair as I walk along the pavement
For the sun to shine through the shy, soft clouds
I wish for a warm cup of cocoa on a November sunset
And the soft fuzz of my dog's tail brushing against my leg as she whimpers onto my hot skin
I wish to curl up beside the fireplace with a good book
And dream into the nothingness of tomorrow
I wish to blast the smell of lavender around me with the click of a lighter
And fall into the wonderful scents of the future
I will gaze out the window as I watch the leaves fall
As the smell of warm heat surrounds me
A book in my lap, my dog by my side
I will fall into a frenzy of chapped lips and soft blankets
Some people wish for a lover or a laptop
But all I want is the breeze of an Fall morning
Oct 1, 2021
Oct 1, 2021 at 8:10 AM UTC
My eyes, grey blue, have changed
And my vision, deep grey, has
Changed, much like the trees
On the mountainside have changed, much like the way the
Night fades into morning. And
My mind has changed, has become a well tended garden.
And my tears, well they fall
As soft as the rain tonight, this
First day of October.
Oct 1, 2021
Oct 1, 2021 at 7:42 AM UTC
I lay in bed alone at night and wonder why I'm here.
I do so much for everyone.
Why don't they show they care?
I met this girl who said she loved me,
something I haven't heard in so long.
She used me for my money;
what a ride she took me on.
There is so much hurt I feel, so much anger trapped inside.
Sometimes I wish my dad were here, but to me he's not alive.
I have no one to talk to.
These drugs seem to be the only way.
Turns out it's a lie just like the smile I put on each and every day.
I know outside I'm smiling; it's the face I fake for you,
But inside my soul is crying and there is nothing I can do.
I know my family loves me.
I'm there when their decisions are poor.
I'm sick of feeling like this walked on rug thrown upon the floor.
I lay in bed and wonder what the hell I'm doing here.
Can I wake up from this dream?
Can I please just disappear?
Sep 11, 2019
Sep 11, 2019 at 7:53 AM UTC