Hey again everyone once again I should preface this by saying this is not a poem, but instead an update relating to the fact my book is now available on i-tunes at https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1046409177? Like I said before I completly understand if you don't wish to purchase it, but if you enjoy my writing or just writing done by younger authors in general it would mean a lot to me if a few would be willing to pass this around.
To often I feel like the stress of life gets the best of me. Whether it's work that needs done or bills that need paid. That's the stress I can deal with though. The kind I can throw on my back and carry till it wastes away from my mind. But lately I've had a stress of a different kind.
Sometimes I wish I could just say what I feel. And that others could do the same. And that acceptance and forgiveness weren't so rare a thing. And that pretty girls with blonde hair weren't so **** confusing.
I'm tired of being jealous of other people's lives I want to make a life that someone else is envious of that makes them want to change their lives for the better that makes them question how they're living or what they really wanna do If they're staying true to themselves or just doing what everyone else wants
Tonight the moon isn't beautiful anyhow. Tonight the dark has stolen the show. The bright light is just demorphing the infinite dark. Tonight the light is just one ugly mark. The dark holds the peace in it . and the light is full of discord. Darkness holds the beauty tonight. It is defeating the light without any fight* .
Everyday since she left it seems as if the world is going to just stop spinning. The feeling lingers like a cough or a sigh, a slight pain in the head that happens when you're alone.
I don't want to think about it, so just let the world end while I sleep on it.