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Sir B Jul 2013
Am I of any importance anymore?
I know I am none to you
I know I am nothing to them
I know no-one actually notices me
Besides the fact that
I volunteer at a place

I think they respect me
I don't know
I never knew
I never will know
If I was of any importance..
Maybe after I leave?
Can't be sure..
I think I let myself become soft again.. Time to build up the wall again.. I suppose..
Sir B Jul 2013
Its every man for himself
Humanity has unresolved issues
Usually I take the brunt
Of every wrongdoing
Because
Apparently its always me

We all know
One day
We shall perish
Leaving behind
A legacy
How you choose
To remember me
or
Someone else
Is your choice

But..
If we all are to perish
Why not quicken up
This process
That can take
A whole century..

**Why not quicken it??
Sorry for the sad mood/ I couldn't help it.
I suppose I feel
Miserable right now..
Sir B Jul 2013
You wanna know who I saw today?
I saw two people in a convertible
Girl and Boy
Of course
and it reminded me of myself
Not the part where hate came in
But the part where love was strong

It gave me a futuristic vision
That we would be like that
You on the shotgun seat
Me driving down
Flooring the accelerator
Just zooming past everyone
And skipping our college classes

All of my imagination
Running wild
Due to free time and music
Dreaming and sleeping
For the dream being so pleasant

Thank you
For being present
In my life for a brief part
It still gave me hope
To look forward everyday
Thank you

*I do hope
To see you
Later in life
When you do love me
With your whole heart
Just a hope.. But what is there to not hope for? Doesn't hurt trying..
Sir B Jul 2013
You know
who would like
to suffer with me?

*No-one
I have no clue why I would write this... Maybe to show the best proverb wrong??!?
Sir B Jul 2013
A child holds his father's hand
His little hands holding on to bigger ones
He is scared..
So young
Yet having to face such stuff..
As natural disaster

Having to go to school
And being as innocent as possible
Loving everything
But things change..
And so do people

Everyone I know
Has turned
Finding every possible chance
To take his/her revenge
Murdering in cold blood

But being innocent isn't the way to live
So I changed
And now..
I am *different
No-one from my family was hurt.. Fortunately.

Fictional, of course.  =)
Sir B Jul 2013
Remember the time.
When we walked home?
It was so mucho fun
We just had talks
About love
Being in the air
All the time

I sincerely miss
Talking to you
Though you ignore me
More than often
You did help me through
And many others
So when you do have hard times
Don't shy
You listened to me.
I will listen to you.

That's something
I want to do
As payment for your help.

=)
Written to a friend of mine.. Who isn't here as of right now.. Hope she does see it when she can... And yes. She is on Hellopoetry.
Sir B Jul 2013
I am afraid to love anymore
Because my heart is in absolute damnation.
I just see darkness
When in reality there is sunlight outside

Death, destruction and hatred
all around me
surrounding me
forcing me to surrender

But I shall not
Because I yearn to be
The last ray of hope
For those
Who are still out there
Stumbling in darkness
Desperately trying to find
something to hold onto.

Look around.
There is still tiny bits of sunlight
Follow them,
For victory awaits this quest
what has become of me?

My writings changed a bit because of reading a medieval aged book.
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