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 Jun 2015 harmony crescent
J
Him
 Jun 2015 harmony crescent
J
Him
You think you're good,
But you just misunderstood.
You think we should be perfect.
I don't wanna disrespect,
But we make mistakes.
Just give us a break.
Stop pointing out our flaws,
We're not breaking any laws.
It's a learning process.
So, be more modest.
You annoy me,
I'm sure you can see.
Change your attitude,
We'll be overwhelmed by gratitude.
Change for the better,
You won't regret after.
You just can't understand; I can't comprehend.
Love can be a battle
It can be painful
It can be hurtful
it can be rollercoaster
it can have good days
it can have bad days
Love is a battle
a long hurtful battle
If you don't get treated good
it can be a very painful
Love can be a battle
I was once hurt
When someone
Has bitten me on the back

I once cried and pout
When a man
Has cheated me, full-packed

I was once on the ground
Stood and fought
Started moving on

I once pulled myself
Though it's hard
That I'll be happy, someday, soon

Now, I am standing
Here I walk
Trying to use my feet

Going to my destiny
Hold joy forever
With happiness that I shall meet

This is what you need
To have faith, not fear
Someday you will see

When love hurts much
Stop, live, move on
Throw the memories, set it free!
For the broken-hearted ones...


*A writing exercise :)
I've anguished quite a lot
From the torments inflicted unto me by this life
Though I might seem fine in their eyes
Believe me, I never was

I have endured all of this
'Cause I believe that solution will come to me piece by piece
Yet with each passing day I become less and less hopeful
Because as every day ends, my life becomes a bit blur and no longer colorful

But even if that's the case
I still have to maintain my stance
Because the only outcome of quitting this fight
Is losing the battle at night
Now I need to summon courage and strength
So I can win this battle
And see the light at the end of the tunnel
Silent now the television
Silent now the telephone
Silently I sit here,
Silent and alone.

I’m not sure why the poems
Are much harder now to write
Not sure why the sleep
Comes harder every night
Not sure if all the trials in life
Are harder now to take
I’m not sure that when the morning comes
That I will even wake.

If I was asked to take a risk
Not sure that I would dare
I’m not sure if I was dying
Anyone would care
Not sure that Heaven waits for me
Behind the pure white Pearly Gate
If I asked for fifteen minutes more
Not sure the Reaper-man would wait.

I’m not sure if my mistakes in life
Outweigh any good
Not even sure that honestly
I’ve done the best I could
Not sure when folks remember me
If they will grimace, or they’ll grin
Not sure official scorekeepers
Would vote my life a win.

Not sure if I have lived before
Not sure if there’s a second chance
Not even sure with lessons
I could learn to dance this dance
The world makes me dizzy
The carousel spins too fast.
Not sure my horse could win the derby
The brass ring might have already passed.
But I'm not sure.

Silently I sit here.

PwL 6/16/15
Not sure why wrote this.  :-)
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