sometimes i sit here when i am sad and i think about how easily i could turn to a blade but then i realize that it’s too much effort anymore and that you shouldn’t waste your energy doing destructive things over temporary emotions
Nov 22, 2015
Nov 22, 2015 at 8:17 PM UTC
Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf,
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day
Nothing gold can stay.
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 10:34 AM UTC
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
May 13, 2014
May 13, 2014 at 10:33 AM UTC
If we are born to die and we all die to live
Then what's the point of living life if it just contradicts
May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 3:49 PM UTC
he swore
he didn't have a gun
"Kurt Cobain"
etched in stone
on this songless night
(C)2001, Christos Rigakos
Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 10:38 AM UTC
it *****
the word makes me have stress
everyone i hate gives me stress
my life gives me stress
why
Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 9:35 AM UTC
passionate people are to die for.
like for real
they are the greatest creation ever made
Mar 11, 2014
Mar 11, 2014 at 9:02 AM UTC