I often think about death. A lot people scared about death. but a few of people trying and wishing to die. I wonder how it feels like to die, is that good? or is it the best escape from all of this life?
but I thought death won't realize anything. I live in death, it's not good. it's ***** alone. small. invisible. and you were nothing but a small memories. no love. no glory. no victory. you were still alone, and no one listen to you.
so I guess death doesn't release you from anything. and death doesn't mean your heart have to stop beating. we life to fight ourselves and the whole world, and when we lose, there's always a way to come back to life.
May 11, 2015
May 11, 2015 at 9:33 AM UTC
I don't desire to share my opinions with anyone
Too long, have they been bashed upon by peers or anonymous figures
"You should respect their opinion."
What hypocrites, even opinions could be wrong and hurt others
"For the sake of arguing."
It doesn't matter if they humiliate someone.
It doesn't matter if they turn others against them.
It doesn't matter if they were wrong as well
Even if you understand their perspective, they refuse to see yours
I long to be mute
I hate my own speaking voice
If all my words are unheard
"I can't express myself, this secretive awkward human."
If only they knew of the true cynical and diabolical thoughts locked away
Would anyone bother to accept and understand
Or would I be shunned
Isolated like I had been since so long ago
I don't mind singing
The rhythm and flow much better to the accented jumble words
However I'm merely a ghost that no one notice when they have stars to illuminate the room
"Ahhhh.. The jealousy and bitterness will consume me."
"Please see me."
"Please acknowledge me."
"Please talk to me."
"Please hear me."
*I'm fading away.*
May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 9:34 AM UTC
Is this the real me ?
Shy
Understated
Insecure
Or is there another me , the real me
Waiting to explode
To be seen and heard
Full of life and confidence
Moments alter as time passes
Who am I?
May 6, 2015
May 6, 2015 at 9:32 AM UTC
Inspired by Divergent
The three birds,
Watch them fly away.
From the pages of the books,
Which almost lead them astray.
The Three Birds,
Soar through the sky.
Only to arrive,
In the blink of an eye.
The Three Birds,
Now circle around a girl..
They swoop down quickly,
Then unfurl.
The Three Birds,
Now rest upon her collar.
Resembling the girl's,
Brother, Mother and Father.
May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 9:56 AM UTC
my test results showed divergent.
but she told me not to talk about it,
at least not here, or anywhere. ever.
he told me i could not be found about. never.
but they did, they eventually did.
they injected me- with serums, different kinds of them.
and i became their ultimate little experiment gem.
one of a kind.
every stimulation- every serum injected, i denied.
i was useless.
but then he came - my love. my Four. my Tobias
to my rescue.
i promised. not to put myself into danger,
like as i always did.
but i could not let him die. Caleb. my brother. my blood.
i had to save them. all of them.
death serum.
i could. resist.
but before that- he picks up a fight -
wounded in his wheel chair. paralyzed.
but still manages to, that little twa -
stab.
pain.
i see bloo-
thick red blo-
mom? but you're dea-
it's okay sweety, she says.
where am i?
in a better place.
you gave up your life Tris- for them.
i died?
yes honey, you died, an allegiant.
May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 9:55 AM UTC
The founders created a perfect world.
Full of people obessed with keeping the world like that.
The divergents are problems because they don't fit into that world.
And yet the divergents weren't the problem themselves.
The divergents were the cure.
You see, in a perfect world no one has a choice
But they did
They were forced to try and make themselves fit into a world they didn't belong in
But that world wasn't the right world
The founders created the divergents so humanity would know when there bubble needed to be burst
The divergents had free will unlike everyone of the fractions
So I guess I'm saying in a perfect world no one has free will or a choice
Now, will someone please tell me why everyone wants the world to be perfect?
May 4, 2015
May 4, 2015 at 9:54 AM UTC
The darkness,we can find it anywhere.
In love
In happiness
In all feelings that we have
There is going to be darkness
Sadness
Tears and broken souls.
May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 10:14 AM UTC
When no one else was there to save me,
it was.
It always wraps me in its warmth,
Listens to my every sob,
Pats me in sympathy and comfort.
It's been my lifelong friend.
Most kids are afraid of the dark,
But really there's no need.
Darkness has always been my friend
May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 10:14 AM UTC
I hide away all my feelings
To see who would care
I won't show my discomfort
Or the joy that i should share
Because at the end of the day
No one will be there
I'm all alone again
Real friends, i know not where
May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 10:10 AM UTC