My heart is like a snow laden car
Freezing in the bitter cold

Left to stand in a parking lot semi-alone

Clearing my windows I depart
Most anxiously to feel the need

And yet as in each morning, each winter
When the days are dreary and quick to dark

There is a frost to be found all around

And so my hesitant in heart
Is to turn over and start

Warming only by this, the end of this drive

For my heart is like a snow laden car
Covered and only to be seen in part

When cleared away the beating heart
Is too warm too late and frozen still

Truthfully - This poem began as a thought, "my car is only warm by the end of my drive"
uhhhhhhh 15h

ur just a ignornat whtie son of a bitch that needs to b bheaded wid a blunt knife.
White knight loser, Crawl back into the turd blossom that spawned u.

C'mere ya goddamn piece of fuck.
You love me for the fat on my chest why can't you love me for the fat on my stomach you piece of shit.

Cock suckin motherfucker. I was right - take this: uuaah.

you've never been a bridesmaid is because people don't want a bitch as a friend
God's curse on bitch's bastard.

Goodnight Moon, you albino m&m looking space-pebble garbage piece of shit.

uhhhhhhh 18h

like people dnt take me as i am they take mii like a joke

Ok first of all anal HURTS! Guess she did it b4 n maybe her experience was not very good, perhaps thats why she told u its gross n all.

Why did my crush open my snapchat and not reply?
My life is so huge I have to blog about it.

Why is there racism, ISIS, sexual slavery, massive killings, poverty? Why is life so hard?

its to krazii for people to understand OmG

If you cannot bend

Twist or appreciate them

Or use them in a more patient way

I want nothing

For you have nothing

And no power over me

For words are more than anything

More than the abstract mind in all of it madness

More beautiful than the mountains

And more volatile than the sea

Are such words

If you let them

And I do

Be so

And impulse of words

I fucking hate it when such sensitive topics are tarnished by cunts.
Oprah, I've been trying to talk her into an interspecies relationship for months now.
White males rule the world. EDIT:No i am not a white male
I'm just going to be honest for a second.

Yes, I do have penis envy this morning; I wish I were a bloke writing this because I'd have a better chance of people taking me seriously.

like how a male porn star once said someone stuck a chilli up his ass to keep his erection going.

I'm basically a "good girl"...always have been, but sometimes I wish I was a slut.
Sometimes I wish I was a bird so i could fly over certain people and shit on their heads.

I wish I could somehow lose the ability to speak so that people would give up and leave me alone.
I wish I was a little kid again skinned knees are easier to fix than broken hearts.
or an octopus so I could slap 8 people at once.

I look at people screaming in ecstasy over a fucking football game, and sometimes wish I cared that much about stupid, simple things like that.
People don't laugh at the same things. Does that mean they differ in smartness?
Once you swallow the red pill, there is no going back.

green on a mood ring means horny, so I say it to everyone with green.
young salmon are called pink

Pizza Express: Bull ring party disaster
I am not stopping learning every day and that makes me happy and comfortable.
Everything you ever wanted to know
I'm also worried because his not-really-girlfriend seems... controlling

no reason..get frusterated and extremely emotional...and can be a huge bitch..i feel horrible
You know, in the "Ugh, I feel so fat in these jeans" vein of griping

Pretend the Hello Kitty truck and sumo wrestlers are here just for you
Seems like you had fun when you were drunk~
No, but seriously, we're living in an actual dream
there are reasons people aren't reading your blog posts.

It's better to live in agonizing mystery
Because only then you are actually living your own life and showing your style without hiding
yeah, let us die slowly in peace, you vulture

Hey there, I haven't been on HePo for about four years but I know there is a good community on here and have been writing a little lately. I was kind of talking to myself on WattPad for a while but that has gotten tiresome. I'm trying to switch up my style so I'm experimenting some.

Thanks for readin', cheers

I kept you in my heart too long
knowing you were the perfect leech
parasites are meant to take over
especially, when you're already weak
You were the perfect distraction
but, you only gave me empty thrills
I needed you to be there for me
but turns out ghosts aren't real
I should have saw this coming
through your false sincerity
thought you had given me love
when all you gave me is pity
if my words are not verse,
then it is your name I shan't curse

Tori 6d

I find it to be quite amusing
The thought still alludes me,
how you sir could become my muse...

The images swirl in my dreams
...taunting things
like a ghost they're haunting,
as Hamlet's father the king
it would seem....

There is never a why or a how
...even now
no decision to bring it about,
yet the face of the muse wears a frown...

The image arrives in a hearse's a curse
never rid of the face, though it hurts,
let it come and bring with it a verse...

As snow descends unto the earth
With a calming, soothing, effortless ease

So you my friend should be like the snow
And settle the horizon beyond the trees

No snowflake was ever meant to last
Or to live to see the newborn leaves

For we are uniquely designed by God
As unique and beautiful as these

Not into special snowflakes. But everyone is uniquely designed. What we do to our selves after that is up to us. (:

Cold candy
Pop rocks bursting in the morning hail

My mouth a mess and mind untested
Tired and still

The morning reaches out to me
But nothing gets better at this time of day

I wish my words could carry me
Like I carry a them, away

Nothing feels worse.
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