i don't know
I'm in pain
the feeling trying hard to let go
no one carries that away.
Dec 3, 2017
Dec 3, 2017 at 12:02 PM UTC
i don't know the reasons why i love you,
i think I'm out of time
but you always here in my heart
you started to fall
and I'm bombarded at all
i don't know what's next
but only i knew is that
i love you.
Dec 3, 2017
Dec 3, 2017 at 11:38 AM UTC
I woke up every single day
Without nothing commenting on my way,
I tried so hard to go away
Envy, angry, everyday.
I always looked up; to fight my rights
But people I know they are my benight
Who, Where are my knights?
Why they leave me in this sorrowful night?
Do I need to use a punctuation semi colon;
To continue, but I was abandoned.
I grant a pardon to them and make some action
But my action treated like malfunctioned.
They caught me; I was a real spy
But no one can testify
Do I need to terrify?
From revealing what I classified.
Let me just simplify,
Don't be so happy and complacently feeling ahead
You're just still and stilled in my toe; instead.
I hope that this piece, won't you read,
Because I don't want you maltreated.
I'm a good person you know,
I can protect you, but now we're full of foes
I don't want to be your patience with this show
Just reserve it to your woe.
My time is close enough to making amends for,
My willingness for you to pay what's my depths;you adore
I know You lived and believed from the story that you bought into the bookstore
And now, you can't be with me evermore.
Oct 30, 2017
Oct 30, 2017 at 12:07 PM UTC
Hungry
Angry
Envy
Agony
Everyone disagree
Allegedly;
Anatomy
Of an alchemy
My lullaby's full of mystery
My mysterious apostrophe.
Agony
Envy
Angry
I'm hungry.
Oct 30, 2017
Oct 30, 2017 at 11:28 AM UTC
The Fans:
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Sep 16, 2017
Sep 16, 2017 at 10:55 AM UTC
Foggy clouds, rainy night, smell of petrichor, a different kinds of lightning candles standing on a close bound with a stiff cover of my books and a cup of hot cocoa in my hand.
Thespian, psych, silver coin, poison flame, you committed I’m your crime.
A rainy breezy, cold night my droughty naked body lying on my blue rounded bed, typically a framework with a mattress and coverings. My foot rubbing and playing the quilt clockwise into my clothes. To make love as a silhouette without procrastination. In to fire for making an intense, deeper song, Just to cry out loud.
I realized I gave myself to someone who doesn't care for me, I surrender pieces of my soul that someone's never get back and then I ran to my davenport, my large sofa surrounding my books, beside from those blockings, the xerothermic feels are in surrounding the smell of old books and the silence that aren’t awkward suffer my solitude of emotional chained.
My happiness keeps me sweet,y trials keep me strong, andy failure keeps me humble.
Don't underestimate me, I'm not perfect by any means but my intentions are good.
My nakedness the fields will remember when soon after dawn,
My sweat will fog mountains, holding a weight and trying to cope and question – ‘’Why didn't I do this sooner?"
I was broken and shattered inside, no one notices me!
I give cherished, I give love and my gratitude broke the others too. My dear true friends are still like an angel who always guide me for all times, they are precious and rare, and those false friends are like leaves, I found them scattered everywhere.
But Why I need to hide them into my treasure chest.
Golden flame, poison rain, thought that I’d feel better, I can’t help but wonder.
Why I didn't do this sooner?
Our dearest Society...
My Family, friends, close friends, best friends, fake friends, old mates, room mates, class mates, jolly mates.
In my life I have to be something I'm not in order to fit in and be liked/loved.
People are trying so hard to become something they are not.
I'm done.
I'm done trying to get peoples attention.
I'm done trying to be perfect.
Accept me as I am or leave I don't care anymore.
But thanks to those who hurt me, you made me a better and strong person, thanks to those who Left, you showed me that not everything in this world is forever, thanks to those who stayed, you showed me the meaning of true friends and specially thanks to those entered and **** up my life, you help me become the person I am today.
I can't keep ignoring myself and thinking what other people think matter.
That's hard for me because I always care what people think.
I seek out a forgotten friend, I try to understand, I examine the demands of others, I dismiss suspicions, and replace it with trust I always listen, I forgo a grudge, I shared some treasures, I laughed with them but people don't understand and this is still the hardest thing to deal with.
But I'm trying to get better.
I am okay and doing better for a long time and now I don't let people know to much about me.
And then the next day its like a bomb dropped and I land right back where I started.
I know I'm a lot to deal with and some people don't want that right now.
I'm just trying to find the right people to help fight back and win.
I wake up everyday and put on a fake smile.
I've learned that it takes years to build up trust, and only seconds to destroy it.
The forges of my body to the foregone conclusion. Naked body, naked eyes, nakedness words, sounds of rain, the smell of rain, sounds of thunder, light and the roar of lightnings, and shapes of fire and water exploring the air, an uncomprehend silence mocking my scornful night.
A hot cocoa in cup to my hand finished a three sipped and said
"Don’t be cautious, and don’t be so lovely and kind because, remember? At the very first place ! I am your crime!
I was lonely, living alone, omniscience trembling to perfection, but, - but the restlessness that becomes us and the songs of devotion, dancing through the fire between the rain.
My v is for vendetta,
And now, I don’t need to burn a midnight oil.
Over thinking will lead to sadness, just strike it out.
I need to wake up myself and live a strong life without wearing those masks. I tried and trying again.
Remember this because it will happen many times in your life that I was down and drowned yesterday, watch me tomorrow is my REIGN.
Sep 16, 2017
Sep 16, 2017 at 10:52 AM UTC
Fire in the rain
Burn in the grain
Die in the plain
Crawled in pain
Love you in the dark
To my castle black
Jargon may back
And your horses block
Put the acid rain
And cautious brain
Let you stock in plain
Happy sat with my grain
Sep 7, 2017
Sep 7, 2017 at 7:28 AM UTC
I got bruised on my left side,
Putting hydrogen peroxide
And my antiseptic ride
Because I slipped alongside.
I saw Bonnie and Clyde
They are feeling collide
And now I need to decide
Or maybe I denied.
I know it hurts deep inside
Because I was lied
I need to see a blindside
And I am dissatisfied.
The cops have a joyride
And I wouldn't magnified,
They put me on a mudslide
I don't want to be died.
My judges, my self and its not verified
I love myself but I'm terrified
My self and my pleases won't justified
I made amends while Bonnie and Clyde...
Both I N D E M N I F I E D.
Sep 7, 2017
Sep 7, 2017 at 7:26 AM UTC