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Dear Almighty,

Thk you

For keeping me alive for another year
For giving me the best birthday gift in my parents
You've given me way more than i've ever deserved
Help me get on the right path
I don't want to be a candidate of your wrath
Please keep my parents and all my relatives healthy and happy
Help me achieve all my dreams
Help me give back to my parents those years of sacrifice they've done for me
Give me the strength and courage to help others
Help me become someone worthy of being called a man
Always help me stay humble
Always help me maintain my dignity
Always help me remain strong

I don't want cars
I don't want money
I don't want houses
I just want peace of mind

With your grace and mercy,i hope to see another one next year
I never celebrate my b'day...'coz the entire routine just feels a bit weird...and sometimes the world i'm living in makes me wish that i was never born or it would've been better if i was born as a bird...how free i would've been!...but then life is all about fighting it out and i'll keep doing  that till my last breath.
She's very much alive
But she is dead to me
The decision wasn't mine
She wanted to be
A tombstone in my mind
A grave inside my heart
A perpetual funeral
That has no end or start
There is no wreath to set
No flowers to lay
The only place that this exists
Is buried in my wake
Day 1: I want to tear my skin off. My heart is beating so fast i can barley breathe. I feel so filthy.
Day 2: I can't believe this. I don't want to be here. Why did this happen? Why did I let this happen?
Day 5: I guess I drank too much and my friends were to drunk to stop me.
Day 10: I can't face my friends, I can't live my life.
Week 3: No one knows. He hasn't said a word.
Week 6: It happened again, I was sleeping and he did it again. Why did I stay the night? Why didn't I go straight home?
Week 7: He left and kissed me goodbye. I don't know how to feel.
Week 10: My life's out of control, I can't believe whats happening.
Month 5: My boyfriend knows. But not all details. Just thinking about it, makes me want to take a shower.
Month 8: I finally came clean to my friends. They're appalled. They hate him now. I still feel filthy. I can't get his smell off my body still.
Month 11: The anniversary is soon. What am I going to do?
Year 1: I haven't spoken to him in months. I haven't thought about it in days. I still feel as if hes on top of me, why can't I wash him away?

Its an uphill battle with myself and others. Some days I can't get out of bed or even feel like breathing.
But I try not to let him get to me. Because if he sees my weakness from what hes done,
He's won.
I Fell In Love With You**

I fell in love with you
slowly,
syllable by syllable,
word by word,
poem by poem
imagining the moon’s
dancing affair with stars,
twinkle by twinkle.
And then
all at once
like the explosion
of a super nova
affecting distant galaxies
and down to my very soul.
~~~
I fell in love with you gently,
the way a dew drop
glistens in the morning sun,
the way a flower often opens
to a moonlit song.
~~~
But like all love worth holding,
it turns to fire-
raging,
uncontrolled,
wild and consuming;
you have become the flames
dancing across my skin,
smoldering brightly
within my heart
turning me into the sweet smell of ash.
~~~
I fell in love with you
slowly
then quickly,
the way a meteor flashes
as it skims across the night sky
or hearts melt
within an ******* sigh.
I fell in love with you.
Sorry.

Aztec Warrior 12.4.15
forgot to add the music.. enjoy
https://youtu.be/cHg-Zkwndqg
I'm going to capture the Christmas Spirit in a bottle
And keep it for a year
When I find someone who is down on their luck
I will pour them a cup
Remind them that the Savior is always there
No disrespect to anybody but believing works for me. Merry Christmas!
My body
Is carved
From sticks and stones
As they say
But words
Shall never hurt me.
I was filth,
*****
From past words named to me.
But what he didint
Know
I wasn't his
***,
I was a princess.
A tone,
And hue of
What he missed.

Simply this,
He missed
Out on what goodness
He could have had
A loyal girl,
A sènora
Who was beyond his
Wildest imagination!
Beyond any other woman
Or grab!
Everyone has an idea of a person that is perfect for them,
How they look,
How they act,
Seldom do people truly find this person,
For me, my perfect girl is a shorter blonde,
Blue eyes that would light up the room,
A body that is neither thin nor fat,
A girl that makes good decisions,,
Perhaps a smart girl,
Smart enough to make me wrong sometimes,
I've never seen this girl I speak of,
But I found someone better,
You don't fit a single thing I just said,
Get okay grades in school,
You have black hair and auburn eyes,
You make me feel crazy in silence that you create,
Yet I still have loved you more than anyone,
More than my life it's self in which I'd give to you in a moment,
You've surpassed my expectations,
While not meeting a single one,
But I love you and always will,
Even if you hurt me I will love you.
My heart is tangled in you
I think I have fallen
I fought it so hard
But it just sinks in
And I hate it

You will never love me
You will never wake up beside me

I will never feel your lips on mine

I am a hallow shell

Waiting for someone to fill me

Fill me with love
I beg of you.
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