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Samantha Ellis Feb 2015
can't breathe
want to leave
have to quit
can't do it
just a broken thing
a phone that doesn't ring
i'm worn out
want to cry and shout
someone end it please
i have an interior disease
pull the trigger
can't do it my self
go figure.
Gul e Dawoodi Jan 2015
In a cold  night ,
Sitting by the fire ,
Thinking about the future ,
And regretting the past ,
I am living my present ,
And hoping for a good night.
Ps. Thinking about those things that are never gonna happen!
Daniella Star Dec 2014
God
Does the dream of heaven
Seem foreshadowed by my sin
When I've fixated my life to being religious I've failed because I didn't listen His psalms and songs and the cry of David and his disciples
Was the ring tone to my ordeals and sorrows But it's time I acknowledged the fact that my experiences with God Were imagined and Now I search beyond the boundaries of depression to break every chain of oppression And every lie this tongue has spoken I release now to the heavens So that every burden that I carry Doesn't keep me from getting to the gates of heaven And I pray he saves me from every decision that brought weakness to this spirit Because when the devil confidently came in I was tired of reading my bible but God heard me faintly and brought me back here to testify that his word is alive Even though his son died once upon a time, He lived an honest life And that's what I want in my life To live and die and rise again
To see his face and just praise his name. Everyday
No spaces
Lack of punctuation
Truth
Eye opener
Honest
JES Nov 2014
Roses are red,
Communism is also red,
Crimson like the tide,
Prickly like a pear,
Salty like lakes in Utah,
Fair like a figure skating judge during the 1998 Winter Olympics

Communism is like a warm Winter's breeze,
Like an honest politician,
Like a benign amputation,
Like a decently priced cup of coffee,
Good in theory, but seldom attained

Goodnight moon,
Hello baboon,
Farewell ballon,
I am the bafoon,
Is it too soon,
to lampoon,
to swoon,
to cocoon?

Let us fly,
high in the sky,
with some guy,
and just say bye,
to the tired old eye,
of my.
O'SIGH

Mormons are people,
Sew r da Jews,
Wat Hath we rot?
Too Soon?

Whitman
Shelley
Keats
Poe
Dickinson
Angelou
Eminem
Those giants of yesteryear

Praise be to the deity,
Of the ethereal plane,
A poem by the guy I sit next to in AP Language and Composition.
Echo Nov 2014
~Lemme' just say my blood pressure is up which is good in my case! :) I'm gaining more and more valuable friends, but I do not like being called popular. That makes me sound like a brat x)
I found the perfect one. He shares my religion and loves the same stuff I love. He's an inspirational artist and the best lover I have ever met. I am changed forever because of him. I am so glad he chose me!
My best friend is about to get her first boyfriend, but we call them mates. I am so excited for her! She's about to know the wonderful ride I'm going on over and over again. Thunderclaw + Spotty= <3
Life is so perfect to me RN! I'm doing fabulous!
YoungGentleman17 Oct 2014
Wish i could be doing fine
but its hard when you got so much stuff on your mind
it's bad enough daily i see the pain in my mama
plus the other stuff that effects only brings more drama

there's been so many nights i'd sit here and wanna die
despite of all the tears that fell out of my eye
daily i gotta hear more insults these people have said
and people wonder why there so many bad thoughts in my head

it seems like when people can't find nobody to judge
they look for me
it doesn't matter what i say or do
cause the people who do it are in my family to

on top of that i'm still stuck on a girl i'm in love with
though she doesn't me back
i'm so busy being stuck on her i **** there lost control of myself
and it isn't right
but what would you do if you slept an every lonely night

i must admit words from others have brought my confidence low
it ain't rising no time soon
Like snails and turtles i feel i'm moving to slow
because my heart has craters like the ones in moons

I use to wish i was that guy that girls would chase
But when girls see me i'm a guy they erase
But when i look at my friends brothers and cousins
them girls be on them in dozens

so now when i see a girls comes my way
those old days
will interview now i don't know what to say
because i feel she gone do what them other girls did
and it's not okay

one day i'll rise over all these people who have ran over me
for being nice
for every girl who took advantage of me for treating them right
and when when that day finally comes i'll have a brighter and better mind
and that's when i finally be doing just fine
To you, my life is,
Or it is not, you aren't sure;
You really don't know.
So what am I really like?
And honestly, do you care?
Nena Twedell Sep 2014
My story is simple
Like the life of a tree
That’s never been planted in the ground
Spent some time here and there
Never putting down my roots anywhere
Going where ever the wind blows
Afraid to put those walls down for anyone
Few and far between have seen me break
But here I stand
Fighting for this journey to be mine

My story is complicated
Like a grapevine growing against the lattice in the garden
Twisted and tangled
Growing in every direction
Never knowing what may happen next
Vines lying on the ground where life used to be full
Vines flourishing and reaching for this sky
Spreading slowly but strong across the garden
Reaching for some support and love
Patiently waiting for my turn.

My story is uniquely my own
Through my pains and struggles
My only hope is to inspire
Never cut down a vine of another vine
Through the storm I’ve come out bigger and stronger
But never on my own
With the support of my friends and family close by holding my hand
Sometimes just a hand on my shoulder knowing this battle is for me
But never alone
My story has plot twists and turns
Ups and downs
Moments of intoxicating laughter
Moments of heartbreaking screams
But my story is not about the heartbreak but about the strength I found from within
Before you I stand
Stronger than before ready to take on the world
This is my story
So come dance with me in the rain
And the sun
As the world rushes by us
We’ll stop to smell the roses
Because nothing is as sweet as taking a moment to remember the parts of life that matter.
Wow just realized how all over the place this one is. But that's my story really.
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