Yan F 9h
when she was crying
i made her laugh
she was a tough crowd tho
and then i was insensitive

when she was up in the clouds
i opened up my problems
just spoke my mind like she said i should
and so suddenly i was the one spoiling the mood

when she was oceans away from me
i told her ever so slightly that i missed her
of course i always do
then i was way too clingy

and as i was with her
apparently i wasn't with her enough
to show that i care

while we were drifting apart
i did my best to chase after her
so much that she felt restricted

and then when she suddenly decided to leave
and i decided to respect her decision
she decided to say i was the one who wasn't doing enough
ecclesiastes 3 says that everything has a perfect time under the sun. when's my time to be right?
If In a dream please don't
wake me up but Instead write a note then place It on my  bed do not resuscitate don't spoil my dreams of
her
I beg you please leave me In my dreams of Helen and let me dreams In peace alone to dream of her and how we used to
be
So If you should find me asleep please write a note and leave my bed
do not resuscitate place It for all to
see
let me lie alone In my dreams of her so If you find me sleeping please I beg don't wake me up leave me forever In my dreams of my darling wife Helen leave me to sleep In dreams of
her
If asleep please don't make me up let me lie alone with her peaceful In my dreams
Johnny walker Jan 10
I've seen days I thought never would I live through
Sunny days that I wasted shut away In my
room
As a depressed teenager always asking? why was I born to why do I cry without ever really knowing
why
I lost a wife who was the love of life but 65 retired I am still. here so I've made It thus far so might well see the rest of the journey through of which we call life
Being depressed a teenager but still making It to retirement even lost the love of my life but If there's something for other to suffering depressionno no matter what live throws at you one can still make It through and live to the end of days
Poetic T Jan 6
I walked you to the door it arched
like your back every time  
                                        we touched.


But we never found our way to that
                                          exit of tonight.
No we never reached
that undesired destination.
                           Ending what had begun
even before the first steps
                                        through the door..

Instead we climbed upon each other breaths,
a stairway of seduction seemed to cling
          to our looks,
          as if I where the spider in your web.


I could have drove you home tonight.

But we rode a different road.
We never stopped at the red lights
              as we turned off our headlights off,
and guided each other in the darkness
                                                      to mornings light.
I have travelled my mind so much of late beginning
to find again the real me that's laid hidden for many
years
Through all the pain and all the tears, and there will always be more questions
then there ever will be answers too
I suppose that's life but at leased, I'm making an effort now to make something of my life all I can do
now
There will always be more Questions than answers that's life
I'm not the same person
I used to be since Helen's been gone I'm reverting back to my former
life
Hear what I want to say and think what I feel for I'm now my own boss
again go where I want do what I want and that's just
what I'm going to
do
Former life my own boss go anywhere do anything
Yenson Dec 2018
These little things with their little things
( aptly, like pigs in blankets )
sit in their little worlds with little minds
With little senses and little knowledge
they look at all things with little perceptions
and little understanding
cocooned in their little lives with little desired
and little expected

which means

A lot of time for self loathing, a lot of time frustrated
A lot of time depressed, a lot of time unfulfilled,
a lot of time for mischief, a lot of time for hating
a lot of time deluded. a lot of time wasted nursing delusions
a lot of time fantasizing writing deluded *******,
a lot of time projecting their ignorance and in pain
a lot of time for anger, a lot of time for mediocrity
a lot of time for distraction, a lot of time to be nothing
but totally and completely foolish and repulsive

but

Spare a thought for ignorance is bliss
and misery needs company
how can the unloved want others to love
why would a little one wish to know a magnum is in action
why would the frustrated ******* want others to scream in
******* throes
why would little damaged things want happiness for others
why would restless frenzied things want peace and goodwill
when they are just little things with Ninety nine problems
and ******* helps hide their twitching

These little things, with their little minds
and their little lives
         poor pathetic little things .........
“With ignorance comes fear – from fear comes bigotry
“People who love themselves, don’t hurt other people. The more we hate ourselves, the more we want others to suffer.”
“You have enemies? Good. That means you’ve stood up for something sometime in your life.”
Mystic Ink Plus Dec 2018
Still unaware!

When he is out, it’s for you
When he is home, it’s for you

What he sweats, it’s for your concern
What he plans, it’s for your happiness
When he bleeds, it’s for building you up
When he is out, it’s for you
When he is home, it’s for you
When he thinks, you are always in

For all those
If he is in sleep
For the ***'s sake
Let him feel peace

Remember that
Genre: Observational
Theme: Truth of life
Johnny walker Dec 2018
First time I met her to the first time I held her hand the first time I kissed her was the time I
knew that I loved her, just wanted to marry her wanted to make love to her wanted her to have my baby, just proud of being her husband to be man and wife for the rest of our lives
The time ever I saw her It was then I knew that I loved her
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