There is a ghost who lives under my bed
this ghost has a name, his name is Fred
Late in the evening, I'll hear him cry
so I will get up and ask him why
Sometimes he will not say
but until he does, I will stay
He says he's lonely and needs a friend
he had nobody at the end
I tell him I'll be there whenever he needs
I would never go back on one of my creeds
You never have to be alone
You are always welcome in my home

There are just certain things that make life a little easier living. These things are listed below:

-The smell of pavement after rain
-The feeling of cool grass under bare feet
-Forehead kisses
-Watching the moon
-When your pet willingly loves you
-Daydreaming about something better
-Poetry

The trees sway left and right
it is such a beautiful sight
I lie in the grass and chill out
I look at the flowers that start to sprout
I allow my mind to roam free
as I watch a little buzzing bee
It is such a beautiful day
I am so joyous that here I lay
Come outside and stay with me
It is fun! there is no need to flee.

Sometimes I get this feeling.
This feeling does not really have a name.
It is in the middle of my chest.
It is like my emotions are a rope.
The rope is strangling my heart.
It feels like it is about to explode
but it never does
It constricts my breathing and slows my thoughts
It almost hurts
Whenever I think of you
this feeling follows
All I want is for this feeling to go away
but at the same time
I need it
It reminds me I am alive.

How dare you.
How dare you steal my heart.
How dare you steal my sleep.
How dare you invade my dreams.
How dare your cloud my thoughts.
How dare you let me fall in love with you.

People believe in love at first sight
but when I met you, you just seemed alright
When I first saw you, I didn't think much
but you stole my heart after the first touch
I haven't even know you for a very long time
but that doesn't change the fact that you're always on my mind
I do not know what I would do
if I did not have you
Thank you for always being here
you make me feel like you really care.

Love,
Sabrina

Dear God,

Please take my pain away.

Sincerely,
Sabrina

You are there when I need you most
Even when things are in your way, I know you are there
You are the light that guides me when I'm lost
You are the one who is there for my final thoughts
Thank you, moon.

It's everywhere
In my head
In my mind
In my dreams
In my nightmares
It's like a haze
except when it clears
it takes everything I love
with it.

What does the number 7 stand for in life?

7 chances?
7 missed calls?
7 slow songs?
7 heartbreaks?
7 tears?
7 forgotten memories?
7 words never said?
7

There once was a peasant who was in love with a prince
She was battered, tired, and worn down
He was handsome, wealthy, and well round
She attended his royal ball
She even dressed up like a doll
But he did not notice her
She did not present grandeur
Their love did not prevail.

White-out is my worst enemy
It fixes mistakes easily and quickly
Whereas I am here
and I've been trying to fix us from the beginning.

If I had three wishes, they would be:

1. Forget
2.Move on
3. Start Over

Poetry is like a rose
Such elegance can it pose
You can read it any time
And it doesn't even have to rhyme
Poetry is like a rose

There once was a story
about the sun and the moon
They loved each other more than the Earth itself-literally
However, as hard as they tried, they couldn't  be together
At first, they tried to find loopholes
They experimented with eclipses, dusk, dawn, and even more things
One day the sun and the moon had to accept the fact
They could never be with each other
That is why once a month we do not see the moon
During that brief period, the moon cries
for the love he knew he could never have.

You know how you get that indescribable feeling when you read a really good book?

It is like you've jumped from your world to the world that the characters live in.

Except now there's one small difference.

This time the book is reality.

And you are the main character.

I am an invisible man
You must trust me, this is not a scam
I am an invisible man

I walk unnoticed
and I speak unheard
I am an invisible man

What else can an invisible man do
can he bend over, can he tie a shoe
I am an invisible man

There's so much I wish I could do
I wish I could be seen like you
But I am an invisible man

I want to live in an imaginary city
In this place there would be no pity

I'd never ever have to worry
And I'd never have to hurry

I'd have enough time
to figure out what's on my mind

All would be great
there would never be hate

In this imaginary city

We live in a world of imperfect people
expecting to find someone perfect

It just doesn't work.

As the earth starts quaking
the trees start shaking
Leaves tremble down in the harsh breeze
How terrifying is the merciless ease
The house is coming down with a smack
All the windows begin to crack
Animals run about in a scurry
The humans follow out in a hurry
Your shallow thoughts reach for all that's inside
Your tremulous feet move forward leaving behind all pride
A loved one grabs you and holds you down
They say take notice of what's around
The registration of the scene racks your brain
bringing about a searing pain
You fall to your knees
Broken, you plead
Your entire body is filled with ache
And suddenly, your dreams ends and you're awake.

Love as defined in the dictionary: An intense feeling of deep affection.
Love as defined by 98% of others**: Painful.

Here are some ideas for poems.

1. Write a poem about ideas for poems.

You know the feeling you get when you stand up quickly?
That's how I felt when I saw you for the first time.

I just want someone to
come and tell me
I'm not invisible

I'll never be alone
I have so many apps on my phone

How do we know when we're in love? Ask yourself the following.

-Does he make you smile?
-Does he make you laugh?
-Do you fall asleep thinking about him?
-Does your heart race when you see him?
-Do you notice his hidden smiles and stolen glances?
-Does he make you happy?

You are not in love
**If you were, you wouldn't  have had to read this to make sure.

Get more
Get more
Apps on your phone
they'll distract you from the fact
you're gonna die alone

Eyes blue
like the Atlantic
and we're going down
like the Titanic

You and me
Were not meant to be
Like Jack and Rose
From the movie

I loved you
and you loved me
it wasn't perfect
but that was the key

My heart breaks
when I see you
look at her

The best poems
are the shortest ones

I hate how I hate you

okay
okay.
ok
ok.
k
k.

Writer's block is a lot like life

You get frustrated and it gets hard

But in the end, things just seem to work out