Old souls burn out young. We've been here before, the wasted youth, AKA- the recycled material Yeah you know who I'm talking about right? The once upon a time obedient souls that never disobeyed orders and followed the rules. They died and live through us- The wasted youth. We are their second chances, Their opportunity of another life- where they don't give a care in the world but to live recklessly. Being rebellious with no direction. Wasted lives, like Lotto money that was won and spent reckless because it isn't really 'YOURS' isn't it? You just won that money, just like you won that second life. The 'you' that held back when you were alive about a century ago is living through the new age: Now all that you are is the wasted youth. You live in me
It’s a Perfect Day to Die Can’t tell ground from sky. A mist of cold cruelty breathes Foul and unforgiving in my face. And I feel peace, Sad. Peace. Surrender Sad for what could have been Sad for gifts carelessly squandered Like a child with too many toys Sad for the legacy that should have been. For the casualties I have left In my wake of selfish insanity. Sad to be stuck in this skin I can’t shake, But perhaps I can break, In a million pieces, so it is unrecognizable From the whole it was And a new whole becomes With new gifts and opportunities To appreciate, and cherish And hold tightly this time Surrounded by souls That surrounded me here In a circle of love and forgiveness And second chance It’s a Perfect Day to Die.
Every night, i’m awake and I lie in bed. My heart feels broken, but also sad. Can’t do anything about this feeling. This felt like my biggest beating. Why didn’t I have a 2nd chance. Why did my heart get struck by a lance. Everyone I do right, does me wrong. My efforts were hopeless all along. Truth is for the time, we had it great So devoted to our game, I stayed up late.
This poem is about my relationship with my former best friend. I felt terrible writing this...
You are a reminder of her death; It’s time I started seeing you as a reminder of her life. Time takes its toll as it takes every last breath, But I am unworthy of passing judgment on you, her wife.
So I will no longer dislike being in your presence; I shall accept the good side of this relationship And remember the good times the three of us have shared. I think it is time for us to rebuild this friendship.
In youth we are learning and in old age we repent; It is too late now to say the words that I should have said, But maybe with you I will have a second chance; Another day to say sorry and tell you of my regrets.
Your love is your own and her love was a beaming light; In the darkest of nights I still see her smile. She passed through this world and lived too fast to die, But we shall always have the memory of her And she will always be at our side.
you said you didnt love me anymore. yet your face tells everything we steal glances of each other. how your cheek grazes my eyes, burying every sinful lie within each and every moment. you try to hide your feelings inside and pushed the love i gave to you that you denied. i see light in your eyes, darling. now why couldn't you just let it be and see how you truly mean to me, see the countless times, the consecutive tries of trying to make you mine again. now darling, i'm waiting for you. waiting for you to take me back one more time. i just need one try to prove to you that i was worth it all the time. and i dont know why youre fighting back the truth and burying them with distinctive lies saying that i never loved you and you never loved me too and that we were never meant for each other but deep down you know it wasnt true. so doff your pride and don a smile, run to me with arms open wide and accept me back with the love that never once died.
We didn’t see eye to eye right from the start But if I knew you were the biting kind I wouldn’t have barked So I’m knocking back a strong *** Got a cigarette in hand And if I make it to tomorrow I’ll give you a second chance