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Apr 2017 · 428
Wakefulness
Krys Pressey Apr 2017
I am tired,
Yet sleep eludes me.
My eyes are bright with wakefulness.
Wide awake,
But yawning huge.

Over-tired.
Yawning constantly,
I try to sleep.
Only to be burdened
with one hundred tasks.
Things to do.
Sleep evades me.
No motivation.
I'm just too tired.

Working through my list of To Do's.
I take break, fatigue over-comes me.
Laying down, I try to snooze.
Hours pass while sleep skips over me.
Wide awake,
With nothing to do.

The world sleeps on,
As I lay waiting.
For the time when sleep will find me too.
I can't sleep. Like usuall and haven't written anything in a while. This is my first attempt at creativity in four years. I hope it doesn't **** and makes decent sense.
Jan 2013 · 323
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Krys Pressey Jan 2013
If you can't talk first, talk second
Jan 2013 · 449
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Krys Pressey Jan 2013
She's no white-trash angel
Jan 2013 · 369
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Krys Pressey Jan 2013
You need to have faith for miracles to happen
Jan 2013 · 399
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Krys Pressey Jan 2013
You can't gain knowledge if you don't make mistakes to learn from
Jan 2013 · 295
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Krys Pressey Jan 2013
We need to remember that guys cry too
Jan 2013 · 306
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Krys Pressey Jan 2013
Santa is not the one that is 'all-knowing'
Jan 2013 · 324
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Krys Pressey Jan 2013
Trust in what makes you strong, believe in what makes you happy
Jun 2012 · 512
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Everyone has done something illegal at least once. Be it a u-turn on the road, or stealing a knife from a store. No matter your morals or beliefs, everyone's done something. -June9.12
Jun 2012 · 371
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Your flaws are what make you who you are, and your past  molded you into the person you've become today. -June1.12
Jun 2012 · 325
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Krys Pressey Jun 2012
463
If its not right, don't do it. -May27.12
Jun 2012 · 300
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Krys Pressey Jun 2012
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Death is something you can't get over. -May26.12
Jun 2012 · 396
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Have half a tank of gas, and the world on my shoulders.-Adam -May26.12
Jun 2012 · 312
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Krys Pressey Jun 2012
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God didn't make room for us in his life. He created us; life. -May25.12
Jun 2012 · 355
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Krys Pressey Jun 2012
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God didn't make room for us in his life. He created us; life. -May25.12
Jun 2012 · 393
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Krys Pressey Jun 2012
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I can wait for Tomorrow, because I haven't had Today. -May13.12
Jun 2012 · 315
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Krys Pressey Jun 2012
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Find the light. -May7.12
Jun 2012 · 321
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There is an explanation for just about everything. All you have to do is ask. -May5.12
Jun 2012 · 415
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You may not be able to change your past. But you can certainly change what you do about it, the day after tomorrow.
Jun 2012 · 868
Write About Rain
Krys Pressey Jun 2012
I'll write a poem about the rain.
Some other day when the weather is less sane.
Raining down hard like a duck pond made big.
Out in our lawns, drowning flowers,
Now uprooted;
I've found Grandmother's wig.
Torn-up grass from the rain's major pellets.
Leaving me holes in my front lawn.
I'll even it out later;
the dirt,
Its so uneven.
But for right now, let's rebury Grandmother's wig.
-April4.12

I am angry,
I am mad.
He is happy,
She is sad.

All together,
Mixed confusion.
Mixed emotions,
Like intrusion.

Tomorrow is a brand new day,
When happy memories;
Here, do stay. -April23.12
Jun 2012 · 1.3k
I'll Save That Little Bird
Krys Pressey Jun 2012
Are you lonesome, little bird?
Can't fly away now;
Limping with hurt.
With that broken wing of yours;
So fragile, so weak.
You need someone to lift you up
Oh, little bird.  
Hold you closely, fix you're hurt.
Fix that wing, you poor cute bird.  
Help you fly away again, little bird.

Oh, are you hurt now, little bird?
Lost and alone, in this cruel world.
Chirping on the forest floor; Waiting for that savior.
Oh, I'll come and find you, little bird.
I'll pick you up;
My precious bird.  
Finding you out there,
Hold you gently.

I'll help you fly away again, little bird.
Adopt you as mine now,
Without a word.
I'll fly you away now, my little bird.
No more crying,
My baby bird.
To other shores of unspoken hurt.
-April4.12
Jun 2012 · 398
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452
GODDA love Jesus. -March25.12
Jun 2012 · 354
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Krys Pressey Jun 2012
451
When you hold me as I cry;..all my thoughts shatter into pieces. -March18.12
Jun 2012 · 381
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450
and the months go by. -March15.12
Jun 2012 · 487
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Krys Pressey Jun 2012
449
God is a miracle worker. -March15.12
Jun 2012 · 332
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Krys Pressey Jun 2012
448
Magic is dangerous. Do not let it catch fire. -March4.12
Apr 2012 · 324
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Krys Pressey Apr 2012
I am angry,
I am mad.
He is happy,
She is sad.

All together,
Mixed confusion.
Mixed emotions,
Like intrusion.

Tomorrow is a brand new day,
When happy memories;
Here, do stay.
Apr 2012 · 873
Write About Rain.
Krys Pressey Apr 2012
I'll write a poem about the rain.
Some other day when the weather is less sane.
Raining down hard like a duck pond made big.
Out in our lawns, drowning flowers,
Now uprooted;
I've found Grandmother's wig.
Torn up grass from the rain's major pellets.
Leaving me holes in my front lawn.
I'll even it out later;
the dirt,
Its so uneven.
But for right now, let's rebury Grandmother's wig.
Apr 2012 · 298
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Krys Pressey Apr 2012
Magic is dangerous. Do not let it catch fire.
Apr 2012 · 398
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Krys Pressey Apr 2012
God is a miracle worker
Apr 2012 · 289
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Krys Pressey Apr 2012
and the months go by
Apr 2012 · 296
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Krys Pressey Apr 2012
When you hold me as I cry, all my thoughts shatter into pieces
Apr 2012 · 1.7k
I'll Save That Little Bird.
Krys Pressey Apr 2012
Are you lonesome, little bird?
Can't fly away now;
Limping with hurt.
With that broken wing of yours;
So fragile, so weak.
You need someone to lift you up
Oh, little bird.  
Hold you closely, and fix you're hurt.
Fix that wing, you poor cute bird.   Help you fly away again, little bird.

Oh, are you hurt now, little bird?
Lost and alone, in this cruel world.
Chirping on the forest floor; Waiting for that savior.
Oh, I'll come and find you, little bird
I'll pick you up;
My precious bird.  
Finding you out there,
Hold you gently.

I'll help you fly away again, little bird.
Adopt you as mine now,
Without a word.
I'll fly you away now, my little bird.
No more crying, my baby bird.
To other shores of unspoken hurt.
-April4.12
Feb 2012 · 284
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You stop the world.
Feb 2012 · 289
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Krys Pressey Feb 2012
There's no such thing as a mistake in God's world.
Feb 2012 · 293
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Krys Pressey Feb 2012
If love were a rainbow, you'd be every colour./If love were a rainbow, I'd wear every colour.
Feb 2012 · 285
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Krys Pressey Feb 2012
If love was a wall, I'd break right through it.
Feb 2012 · 285
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Krys Pressey Feb 2012
Love me beautiful
Feb 2012 · 337
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Krys Pressey Feb 2012
When love is kind, it is sweet and fruitful too.
Feb 2012 · 358
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Krys Pressey Feb 2012
Band-aids don't heal your sores, but hide your pain. They cover them up from the world while they're vulnerable. Giving you a chance to heal
Feb 2012 · 508
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Krys Pressey Feb 2012
Forgive me for holding you a little longer. Hugging you too tight. Kissing you too hard. It's only because I love you.
Jan 2012 · 354
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Don't tell me how to care about me if you don't care about yourself.
Don't tell me how to care about me if you don't care
Jan 2012 · 430
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I'm not a wreck I just need a break
Jan 2012 · 372
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How can someone so wonderful give so much pain?
Jan 2012 · 375
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Family is friends, friends is family
Jan 2012 · 346
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I can't be there if you don't want me to
Jan 2012 · 354
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I'm sick of life, I'm sick of "love"
Jan 2012 · 401
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I should of when I had the chance
Jan 2012 · 382
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Love is another word for dissapointment
Jan 2012 · 363
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Can you see it in my eyes?
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