To the one who brightens my day.
To the one keeps me warm.
To the one who glows brighter
than anything.
To the one who surrounds me in their light.
To MY Sunshine
I love you.
Sep 3, 2013
Sep 3, 2013 at 10:08 AM UTC
You stood before man.
Before God.
And you swore,
To love eachother.
Protect one another.
What happened?
You argue.
Spew venom into each and
Every insult.
Hurl words into eachothers faces.
Clawing at their self esteem.
Dragging them down.
Down with you on a level
That is highly impossible to return from.
So much for "honor and love"
Apr 30, 2013
Apr 30, 2013 at 9:12 AM UTC
She was strong.
She was confident.
She had it all.
Until you came along.
You ripped her apart.
Tore her heart up piece
By piece.
She used to be the wind to trees.
Now she's still, barley moving.
She was someones world.
Now she's the dirt beneath your feet.
She was a free spirit.
Now she jumps at her shadow.
She was a pearl,
Now?
She's not even a grain of sand.
*Congrats, *******
Apr 28, 2013
Apr 28, 2013 at 1:57 AM UTC
The crinkle of your eyes
When your lips curl
Makes me feel
Like I am home
-Mitch
Apr 22, 2013
Apr 22, 2013 at 9:06 AM UTC
She was a sweet straight A student.
She was quite and an intravert.
But she lacked friends.
She wanted to fit in so bad.
And she took extreme measures.
She dyed her hair.
She pored on make up.
She started showing of her ***** and ***
She shattered her innocence by sleeping with
The first man she could.
She went from a sweet shy girl to a royal *****
But hey.
At least she's "popular".
At least she has "friends"
She finally done it.
She got everything she "wanted".
Apr 21, 2013
Apr 21, 2013 at 9:40 PM UTC
Boys want her.
Girls envy her.
Kids worship her.
All because of her looks.
All because her dimples are deep.
Her teeth are straight and gleam.
Her eyes are clear and sparkly.
Her hair is long and shiny.
But no one sees the inside.
They don't see the pain she hides.
Don't see the tears she holds back.
No one sees her loneliness.
They don't take the time to ask.
They just assume she's alright.
All because she's pretty on the outside.
Apr 19, 2013
Apr 19, 2013 at 11:48 AM UTC
We are the "Fighting Tigers".
Sure.
We fight, all right.
But not in the way others think.
We fight with our fists.
An for the stupidest reasons you could think of.
"Oh, ***** You ****** my man! Imma beat ya *** now!"
Seriously?
You're in highschool.
Not MTV.
Here's what they say about tigers,
"tigers are perhaps the most emotional of the big cats. They react to stimulation of any type to a greater degree than do other species"
Says a lot about us.
Such a drama filled school.
Reacting to the littlest things.
Such as a smack on the arm.
We're highschool.
Not Pre-K.
These people make me ashamed to be apart of this school.
Pants sagging below their butts.
Talking like you're in kindergarten.
No wait.
They talk better than you.
Women degrading their bodies.
Having *** before they turn 15.
Dressing so their **** are overflowing from their shirts.
Threatening to bust out of their too small shirts.
Yup, for such an amazing animal,
We act much les than that.
We sure are, "The Fighting Tigers"
Apr 16, 2013
Apr 16, 2013 at 9:58 AM UTC
A night filled with passion.
Filled with sensual caresses and steamy kisses.
In the aftermath you lie in each others arms.
And as you catch your breath,
Reality sinks in.
You don't want to leave but you know you must.
***** your feelings, spare her the heartache.
Spare her having to put up with your constant
Absence .
You feel your heart breaking at the thought of leaving.
And in her sleep she fumbles for your waist.
Pulling herself closer to you.
Your resolve crumbles.
And you think,
Just give me this.
Give me her.
One last time.
One last night.
Apr 16, 2013
Apr 16, 2013 at 12:51 AM UTC
You're gone.
And you took some of me with you.
Not caring that I would never be the same.
Leaving me with the sense of emptiness.
Leaving me incomplete.
Just leaving me in general.
You were my other half.
The person who made me whole.
And now that you're gone..
.....
I'm uneven.
Apr 10, 2013
Apr 10, 2013 at 12:11 PM UTC
I watch you go about your days.
In pain.
A pain that only I can see.
The pain that you won't let me help with.
Can't you see that I have a shoulder big enough to cry on?
That I want you to open up to me?
That you can trust me with anything?
It kills me knowing you're going through this alone.
It kills me to know that you won't talk about it.
Why can't you,
Just this once,
Trust me enough to
Let me in?
Why do I have to watch you suffer in silence
When I'm willing to share your pain?
When I'm willing to do anything to make you smile again?
Apr 10, 2013
Apr 10, 2013 at 10:00 AM UTC