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 May 2015 DC raw love
vane
I may not the best daughter.
But you will always be the best Father.
Yes, I've been slapped, left and right.
But I know I deserved that.
And I'm thankful you do that,
So I will realize how wrong I was.
I always promise to do good
But I also broke that promise,
Cause every time I swear
Later on I'll do the same mistake again.
I tend to do bad things repeatedly.
Yet you forgive me no matter how worst it is.
I didn't love you truthfully,
But you and your love embraces me.
If it isn't because of your love I maybe in hell now,
Screaming in pain endlessly.
You promise to save me and go everywhere I go.
And you never fail to do that.
I cried becasuse of how happy I am,
To know that there's someone who's willing to die for me.
You gave me everything but I can't give you even a single thing.
I was so self-centered, I was so selfish.
But that was before.
It's true that you can't change yourself,
Unless you ask for God's help and guidance.
It is not only me who make accomplishments,
But it is also the Holy Spirit you sends me.
I admit that I can't keep promises
So I ask for your patience,
To always look for me.
I know you do and will always.
Thank you for making me happy.
I only need you in my life.
Cause for when I'm with you,
It was always beyond perfect.
a liitle girl who only have failures in life but because of her God she now have accomplishements. she never know how to smile from the heart but her God teach her. A girl who once a no one is now becoming a somebody. a little girl before but now a woman of God
 Apr 2015 DC raw love
Meggghanq1
So many misinterpreted metaphors
make me cringe
''are you trying to ruin poetry for everyone''
but I hide my damp eyes behind my fringe
because I mustn't argue and my teachers are never wrong
They sing without a meaning or lyric in their song
we are taught to write what they want to hear
not the truth we feel inside our hopes and fears

But i must turn the other cheek
to get my degree I need..when home I ponder, I weep
because it was the school that killed poetry
for many of my peers..
But all is not lost..wipe away those tears
Grab the pen that feels ethical
the paper that doesn't deceive, doesn't lie
and write a poem that you can feel
you'll get out of school alive
(You know who you are who started this haha!)..Don't get me wrong I love teachers in general..I plan on becoming an awesome one someday too :)
to my darling who feels she's not:
our separation is mere illusion.
truly, your pain strikes me as i write this;
your sensations of abandonment,
and the decisiveness they have caused,
bleed from my skin into the fibers of my clothes.
i am no longer clean.
i do not feel pure.

to my severed arm and shortened tendons:
destruction is merely another side of life.
out of disappearance comes all things-
without space, there would be nothing to contain us,
nothing to allow and enfold our beings' spirits,
and they would sputter and cease like my love's flame.
i am no longer yours.
i do not feel full.

to the farthest star that my eyes can see:
your light reaches me- i glimpse you!
in the perceived emptiness between us
there is no distance to be found;
around us exists the infinite potential for
further connection and deeper growth in closeness.
i am no longer alone.
i do not feel sorrow.
Don't you
Abuse your
Right to live
Everyday, all the time
Depression is a state of mind
but remember my dear
it is a crime
to cut the throat of a beloved soul
and **** the life from within the hole
cross out the lies that left your lips
and drink the blood with thirsty sips
snap her bones into shattered glass
hold your breath until the screaming pass
shout her name from miles away,
he doesn't move, he doesn't stay

Rip the wound with foolish tears
and cover the scar with dreaded fears
taste the pain on your own bandaged tongue
and drip the tears into her precious lungs
shoot the smile from her face
and bring her to a forbidden place
screaming, she runs away,
he doesn't move, he doesn't stay.

- By Jonathan Andrews
Not mine, but a friends and thought it was very nice.
Living in a world, caught between pain,
The arrogance of my heart, the insecurities in my brain,
A never-ending cycle, of true belief and true doubt
Almost sure I've reached my limit, need to find my way out

Like an inevitable cliché, I reach for comfort in the bottle,
As if an answer sits waiting for me in its hollow,
I've spent so many nights drowning through the years
No longer sure what I'm searching for, no longer sure if I care

Is it time to give up, to give in and move on?
Accept my place in this world and admit I'm not strong,
Or do I keep searching, and pushing for the light
For my piece of freedom to finally sleep through the night

I wish I knew the answer,
I fear I never will.
I hope I'll always care,
I fear I no longer do.

- Johnathan Andrews
Not mine but a friends.
Damage
Destruction
Death

       Never fixed
       No thoughts
       No cares

              For anything
              For anyone
              For everything

                     All falls
                     All dies
                     All down

Nothing Matters
Death
Around every corner
Right in front of you
Killing everyone
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