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Time has eroded my perception
Life has marred my perfection
For when I was young I could believe
Easily dreaming big
My mind conceiving in innocence
Now I am scarred and scared
Fed up of life's nonsense

As a boy
I  never wanted to grow up
For life had shown me
There is little joy for the old...
For the young are ever frolicking
Then life is still finger licking good!

If time could be reversed
I'd have reversed it to the days
I was still young
For when I was young life was more fun
I looked at life through simple optimistic eyes
And I wasn't concerned about anything
But awestruck by everything
The swimming fish in a pond
The scent of summer after a drizzle
And the time mom cam back from work with candy

I ate when I felt hungry
Slept when I felt tired
Cried when upset
And laughed when tickled

Every experience was as an adventure
And life it self was a wonder
Now I am always agitated
Completing cycles of motion for the sake of it

I have made innocent mistakes
That turned into scary skeletons in my closet
I have weaned addictions that now reign over me
I now have stubborn scars
That won't fade with time
But seem to accumulate more

Some say we never grow
We are still the same children
Now trapped in adult bodies
But I prefer being an adult
In a child's body
For life is usually bliss
Words are meaningless
and forgettable
Feelings are fleeting
and unreliable
Presents get old and worn out
People change
from friends to strangers
And change is inevitable
Nothing remains the same
Letting go means you're stronger than you think.
I was once
Unconscious
Invisible
Limbless
Like a tadpole
I saw nothing
And heard nothing
I had a sole goal
I needed to reach the ****
Before all of them
Only the first one
Could Become
A Man.
I can tell
This tale today
Because
I am alive!
Once a victor
Always a victor
If you made it
To the ****
Let nothing
Bring you down
Because
That victory
Made you!
Love hurts and Pain teaches
Fire burns and the Wind blows
Love grows and Life glows
It shines like Light showing you Love isn’t blind
But soul kind it ignores all your imperfections
Because love doesn’t mind
It binds, it unites
It makes one out of two
It perfects yet it also can infect your heart
It enslaves, But in a good way.
Falling in love is fooling your heart
Making it vulnerable
But growing in love
Is taking one step at a time
Not rushing to spill the seed
For it might **** your speed, and cut your steed
When you realize you need
Something you shouldn’t need
All you need is love, The Beatles sang
They just forgot to say
Unconditional love…
Love is what you make it
To stay in the dark
Will give you a fright
U should be a light
Shining through the night
Like the statue of liberty
Let nothing bring you down
Winners never quit
They fight till they win
The crown and the town
You mustn’t sit around
Because you’re a child
Show them you’re wise
Because you’re wild
Go be a big surprise
And always think twice!
It's a rap for my new tv show for kids.
The hate is unbelievable
It taints the walls like blood stains
If love is red and adorable
What paint is hate
For it stains
Our lovely canvass
The hate is visible
Crawling on my skin
Like insects
It's *******
The last drop of love I had.
Hate is a product of people, if we love the world will be better. Hate makes good bad and love makes evil good. It starts with you.
I try, yes I've tried.

I try to see the good in everything.

I've tried to see the good in everyone.

I've tried, yes I try...

to care but none seems to care.

to be there but none is really there.

Often I'm left alone

To fight my misery on my own

I try, Yes I've tried...

To be insensitive, heartless and inconsiderate.

To be cold as this world is,

So cold making anguish freeze.

So cold like the Indian ocean's breeze.

My heart is a prison with frozen rotten carcasses.

A mortuary where the dead have none to claim their forgotten corpses
I wrote this two years ago
Joy comes in the morning...
Or joy comes in the mourning?
While I'm drunk with my tears
Masking my candid fears.
Miles, I run never stopping
Asking none ever hoping.
Boy oh Boy, it's my story
Basking in misery.

As it is I barely sleep. (Weeping!!)
But staying awake weeping only to fall into a tortured sleep
I face it beyond control.
Sleeping is better than weeping and keeping dead memories.

But to me weeping is better than sleeping.
As soon as I slumber I start dreaming.
Let me not say the dream
It's my mine and mine alone.
When it'll be known.
I'll be long gone.
At least that's all I'm told
That I will not hold
On to this fading life till I'm old
Enough to make sense of it all.
My life will be short
And my sorrow so tall.
I think curled up in a ball.
Their arrows poisonous.

I fold myself
In case I start shaking more than I can bear.
I hold myself
My face to the ground knowing it's here.
I told myself
Embrace this, you are overcoming fear.
Mold yourself, I said.
Greatness is becoming what they revere.

Sell your soul and have lies to tell.
Hell awaits such who paly with those who fell.
Well, you can be washed in the Well of blood and be well.

— The End —