he looked at you like you were
the ocean and he was
desperate to
drown.

.Once a writer
.has released poetry
.within your veins

.you will forever
.be beautiful
-DDF

we're young and we're sad
let's all just go mad
let's just dance in the rain
to erase our pain
let's go insane and drive
in the wrong road lane
let's drink the night away
until we all go crazy and
become lazy the next day
let's sit on our lawns and smoke
until it's dawn
we don't need therapy or
sympathy or people trying to
go the extra mile telling
us to fake it and smile,
we're young and we're sad
i know that's bad
but eh,
let's all just go mad.

hey you guys,
the people over there
with the really sad eyes

would you like to go on
adventure with me
to the skies?

we will be as
high as the stars,
and travel to mars

we can unravel the
art within our hearts
and throw darts as
we ride in grocery store carts

we can forget the sadness
and the madness
that's going on
in the world

maybe this will only
last a day, or all the
way until may


so what do you say?
would you like to
go on this lovely
adventure with me?

This isn't a poem, just a letter for anyone who cares of the poetess Nicole dawn... Whether you know her or not, she wrote a simple poem yet saddening titled- ( goodbye) all the poem said is " I'm done" ... So for any one who has read this please try messaging her, and support her.. There's another poet, human being. And more importantly a soul's life on the line.. And I see this daily.. Not just with miss dawn but with so many other poet's, who aren't just writing what other poet's consider "depressing poetry". Simply its a suicide note.. Yet others didn't seem to know this. And others may see poems like that daily.. But instead of skipping the poem, remember half of you who were down and out and lonely at one time , and maby suicide even crossed your mind. Wouldn't you want someone there? Some may say no, only due to the fact misery speaks that to one, and demons are good at tempting people to not want to live anymore, though fact is even those that say no I wouldn't want help, NONSENSE!!! we're all soul's, we cry out. We laugh, we love, many cry, some hurt. Some are tortured by very real demons ( not just something in ones head or in stories ) this is reality what's going on.. So instead of passing the next poem you read saying ( goodbye) how about messaging the person saying that, and put aside your issues for the day, and give your self to another.. And your time to them for one second, love is the answer. Not selfishness, not wantonness, not greed. Or all about us. It's about that person's poem you read ( goodbye) the soul you passed by. The poet, a poet like you. That you passed by.... Please give Nicole dawns poem a look. And message her. Because surely, any dying soul would respect and maby still be alive from your message... Thanks for reading, and btw, God wants us to help another, listen to another,love another... Not ****** another with words, or hatred, or envying, or back talking. We can choose to help another, which helps your soul, or we can burden our own souls, and turn away from another soul, that could be you...

God bless,
Brandon Nagley

i never realized how
beautiful you looked in the rain
how lovely it was to see
your pain erased
so quickly
weekly
i would see you with a
frown on your face
looking down as if you
were a disgrace
//
but now the rain is
falling and you're
smiling and dancing
its as if you were
cancelling all of your
sadness, hurt, and depression
you were jumping into puddles
letting the art run through
your veins it was relieving
your pain
dang
//
i was so happy,
i was glad you didnt feel so
******
i was glad that the rain
had finally came.