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Rebel Heart Mar 2015
Struggling down this journey,
this journey they call life.
Wanting to cry, wanting to stop,
this journey, this strife.

Can't walk, so keep crawling,
even if its too hard,
can't be brave, so keep moving,
or the journey will leave you scarred.

Its hard to see the light,
when you're surrounded by dark,
its hard to see the point,
in the end, you'll leave your mark.

Don't think, just do,
keep forging on ahead,
Don't worry, just move,
pretend its in your head.

Life is a journey,
it just doesn't want to stop,
so get up, keep moving,
otherwise, you'll flop.

This journey is full,
of hurdles and tears,
but in the end, its over,
with smiles and cheers.

So keep moving, don't stop,
this journey will be a thrill,
and when you're down, just think,
"If I don't do it...who will?"
Life has chosen you to take this journey, so finish it...:)
Haidyn May 2015
Darling,
it is alright
to take a day off.
From the pain,
the tiredness,
the sadness,
the stress.
It is alright
to find yourself.
Or even to sleep a bit longer.
It is alright.
Amitav Radiance Feb 2015
Through the serpentine path
Concealed from prying eyes
Walks the courageous heart
Towards a destination unknown
Numerous fangs, ready to bite
To inject the venomous intent
And incapacitate the heart
Seeking the unachievable
The braveheart dodges hurdles
Stares down fear itself
Arduous journey takes its toll
Small sacrifice to reach the pinnacle
Where none have been before
Will be written in folklore
Valiant one who walked the path
None dared to tread before
Jaimi M Dec 2014
You pure soul,
shining onto this
world with nothing
but a smile;
Hoping for the best
in every situation,
and watching as it
fails, encouraging
to try once more.
-JRM
Be Not Bitter in Thine Writings,
for They Be Most Wondrous Things;
Catacombious Monstrocities,
Though You May'st Conceive Them.
Words Stray'd and Pluck'd into Near-Woven Dressings,
Gone Fade with Thine Temperament—
These Things that You Shrug and Forget!—
Shall ****** Adventures unto the Intrepid,
Kind Caretakers as yet Unknown to These Days.
© 2011  J.J.W. Coyle
Lynn Greyling Nov 2014
My love for you was holy
and like a new dawn pure.
Like a green leaf on the vine,
promising to grow secure.

My love for you was instilled
by God to carry you  
on the hands of His providence
certain and strong and sure.
Joseph Miller Sep 2014
A ghost rider never to be understood,
Never to be seen touched or heard from,
A puzzle not solved

A mean way to say an angel has disappeared
Goodbye cruel world back to the never ending abyss of self
I am only your mirror

A glass house made of steel, a pretty site to see but no where near
Nowhere in site and a scattered thought of deception is what's real

If I spoke to soon say something, I believe I have waited long enough..
Stood inside of muddy waters waiting on the muck to dry up
The sun is coming

A ghost rider without a horse.. No stallion or saddle
No shoes no shirt...
He is wild

Hello beautiful world, stay for a while
Nicole Mann Jun 2014
Your clothes, hair, shoes,
That is what others
Say makes you beautiful.
They were wrong,
You are beautiful
No matter what.
You are you

-n.m.
For Katie - you sweetheart, don't doubt yourself

— The End —