william-mclaughlin
Depression. Hurt. Emotional. Happy. / Anger. Love. Reality. Life. Alone. / Sadness. Understanding. Righteous. / Misguided. Philosophical. Need. Want. / Serenity. Tranquility. Darkness. Light. / These are the words in my head. / Why cant anyone else hear... / The doorbell sounded long ago... / But its still ringing. Always ringing.
hatred is just that
a completely useless and shallow emotion that leads to empty anger and wasted energy
hatred is just that
its not a tool, its not even useful for DEALING with those of your enemies
but it does create enemies
hatred behaves much like friction does scientifically, that is, it is the killer of efficiency, it wastes your energy, it creates obstacles, and it stains your life with something so impure and unresponsive that you lose part of what it truly means to be HUMAN
hatred is just that
a lack of humanity, a variable that is not useful for survival at its most basic level, it kills love and creates the foundation of evil
hatred is just that
useless, something that wastes energy, creates obstacles, stains your life, takes away your humanity, kills love, endangers your survival, and lays down the foundation of evil- which in turn can make yourself into an obstacle for others who only love.
And love conquers all
so if you hate
what do you think is going to happen?
Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 11:39 AM UTC
fortune is knocking
should i answer the door?
I've been waiting my entire life...
but then there's nothing left to wait for
fortune is knocking
and i can hear it so clearly
but it doesn't matter what i do
if this ends my life so dearly
fortune is knocking
and the temptation is strong
I don't know how long I can wait
or whether i'm right or wrong
fortune stopped knocking
i should've taken my chance
to shine in glory at my name
in life- to take a stance
fortune is gone
my dear old friend has left
he never comes around any more
I think he might be dead
fortune is knocking
I have one last chance to go
but wait my life is ending now
I guess i'll never know
Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 11:23 AM UTC
There are so many lives and so many stories
so many ways in which you could die for glory
so many kisses and so many stars
so many ways in life to discover who you are
there are so many accomplishments, and yet it remains to see
if you can truly love the life you live
or if your not the person you think you should be
Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 11:11 AM UTC
**** slidin out ma ***
Squirts of liquid and spurts of gas
Constraining my face
To push it out and away
That lil **** hangin from ma hole
It's almost like it's got a soul
I shake it off quick
That big black stick
And then it goes plop
Down in the **** ***
Wash it away, with tears and say
"Urrrrgea, that was a big one aye?"
Then flush it down
And watch it fade away
Mar 17, 2017
Mar 17, 2017 at 6:33 PM UTC
I'm lifeless without love
i'm hopeless without help
i'm lonely on my own
i'm scared i'm not myself
there's no one beside me
its been half past 10 years
my glow is now fading
without her i cant hear
i cant hear my heartbeat
i cant hear my life
i cant hear my family
the're all out of sight
and then the big bang
that sprung me back from hell
her skin is so beautiful
and elegant as well
she saved me from death
not physically, but of the mind
and now i'm a poet
and for her- i will rhyme.
i'm alive with my love
she helped me to see
now i understand family
and what it means to me
Mar 17, 2017
Mar 17, 2017 at 10:26 AM UTC
These days of hardship bring forth the inner greatness of each individual as well as they stir up great evils among the borders of our society, her mom says no, and projects that word not only upon her self and the intruder to her daughter's life, but also on her daughter, which brings forth great toils in her family relations, fault is passed around, words unkind in nature are exposed between two feuding parties, and the world of two lovers is brought down upon their heads...and yet they stay strong, reassuring each other in a world where assurance is rare, rarer still, between two individuals blessed and cursed to be expelled from society only two find each other on the outskirts of life, and defend their love with the might of a thousand army's...this is devotion, true and pure, with not a second thought to spare, loyal to a fault, a loyalty that can not be broken by distance, time, or any third party demention that lies outside the reach of my own human capacity of intuition. She is as wise as the earth is old, as beautiful as the limits of perception may permit, she is an unsung hero in liberty, and the song of a hero in music as her voice shines through the light of a billion stars, and yet this self-graduated knowledge resides not in her heart, nor does it appear before her mind, but rather her humble state in reference to her angelicism conquors all sence of selfish desire in exchange for an understanding of what it feels to be truely happy, and in love, but her perfection will not go un-warranted in the minds of the many, for there is an individual in the world who aims to project the complexity of this lovely woman to the population of the society who cast her away in the beggining...his name is William, and he loves his beautiful angel more than the sum of the known intelligence in the universe could calculate or comprehend, he loves her as a bride, a soul mate, even a daughter at times, but most importantly, he loves her as the core component that leads his life away from a dark path...and into the light of true happiness, and for this, he is forever in her debt, I love you Annie
Apr 5, 2016
Apr 5, 2016 at 10:57 AM UTC
I just cried like I've never cried before
I screemed and balled my eyes out and shouted curses to the heavens
As my mother held me close
And told me it's okay
I burned my eyelids with tears and busted my ear drums
Coming from a man who can't cry...
I cried like I was gonna die
Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 8:56 PM UTC
Yea im ******* trash and i know it
Im a ******* ******* and i dont deserve to live
Everytime i get her trust back
I say one stupid thing
And its gone again
I dont know why i say it
Its stupid, for absolutly no reason
I lied to her face
Because i thought it would help
For some weird ******* reason
Why did i think that?
That is no way to keep her trust
Im ******* trash
And she deserves better
Why do i keep her chained to me
I love her so much
But i keep breaking her heart
And making her question her trust
Its stupid, why do i do that
The other night was amazing
We talked and cuddled and shared stories and it was magical
Things were looking so great
It was the best night of my life
And now its being followed by the worst day
A day where i make her feel horrable
Because of ANOTHER
stupid, inconsiderate thing
That i said
Im ******* trash
And i wish there was some way to make it up to her
And never let her down again
Mar 15, 2016
Mar 15, 2016 at 7:48 PM UTC
In the end
We never really know
We dont know how we got here
And we dont know where we are going
In the end
Well at least for me, in the end
I found someone who understands me
Who truely knows what its like to be in my shoes
The end is all that really matters isnt it?
Because our whole life, we are always focusing on that point far away
Never stoping, never looking back
So is that one fixed point in our future all that matters?
Certainly not because even tho we look straight at it, the closer we get, the more tempted we are to look away, i dont want to see what lies beyond that point where my life draws to a close
And my mind is forever
Lost
In the end
We look back
And we see what we have always been looking for
We see the happiness
The so called meaning of life
The beauty of the world
And the beauty of love
In the end
It is a dream, a very pleasant dream for most
And for some...im sorry to say...a nightmare
But it all comes to a close
Those who suffer can feel releif
At that final moment in their life
A moment that cannot be taken away
A moment that belongs to them,
And those who look back upon fond memories of days past can feel pride
Of what accomplishments their will has brought to the world
In the end
The end is really what you make of it
A dream, a nightmare, a tradgety or one final justice
The end is nothing more
Or less
Than that
And if it seems to be approaching too quick then by all means
Slow it, do everything you can to slow it
But never try to speed it up
Or stop it
You only get to understand and make certain of what it all means once
And after that
Lights out
So let it take its time
And when the day comes to meet it
Shake its hand and welcome it with open arms
As you would
And old friend
Intheend
Heintend
"He intends to understand all that he was and is to be, and so he will accept what comes to him with open arms; the willingness to find out what lies beyond will not be forsaken by any intuition brought forth by a power other than the power that lies within"
He intends
To end the end
In the end
Mar 12, 2016
Mar 12, 2016 at 11:48 PM UTC
listen here and listen close
I’ll tell you the story of a musical ghost
Ernst the composer, with a lifelong dream
of becoming a genius, a composition king
he was born on a day
like any other man, i'd say,
into a jewish family
where he studied the melody
a melody that protruded
from pianist hands
throughout the symphonies
from germany to england
He was known far and wide
in a land without pride
as a musical guide
where the Nazi’s reside
Great misfortune mounted upon
great toils, soiled by a life on the run
this was his fate, to be cast out, and away
like a broken, old picture frame
and upon a new dawn
to the westward and on
he sought to find a home
when there was nowhere to roam.
He packed up his bags
as he had little more than rags
to flee to the free
and away...from the **** regime
and made it to america…
so soon sorry
for he faintly did fair
the world was weary
yet his book he still shared
and he passed on his knowledge
of his music, sublime
his artistic ability
to tame tone and time
and from the day he was born
to the day he passed on
we’ll remember those teachings
and those beautiful songs
1887 to 1964
ernst we still remember you
and all that you lived for
Mar 11, 2016
Mar 11, 2016 at 9:42 AM UTC