#npmhorbadorb
Is it happening again!!!
My fears
My reasons
My soul
My gust of love
Why is it always this... That people break all of these
From snap of their finger
Me running away from meaning less love
Searches me back ... Over and over again..
At first it holds me like a candle in a candle stand
There for me all time
Even if the candle melts all down
It Watches stages of my life
My glow
My flow
My fall
My low
My shine
And goes through destruction when the harsh wax changes its life ....
And then it drops me like a nightmare from its memories
Hoping that i would have never come
I was always scared of meaning less love
And all I got from this world was lust...
It was never wrong for world this way
But it would have been different
If you just knew my past ...
It was never wrong for love this way
But it would have been different
If you just knew me ....
And things are all reappearing now
I think it's just a deja vu!
Or worst, I just hope it to...
Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 5:07 PM UTC
Make me a person who can still survive
With all those wounds
Not just in my mind....
Will i ever be a desirable wife!
Why Does life go backwards
Is it ok to live
Is it sin to love
Is it rampage to decide what is fair and what is my fight....
Make me a person who can still survive
With all those wounds
Not just in my mind...
With love at my side this time
My side is afraid to love
Am I devoted to scar myself!!!
Or are the scars are attracted to me
Make me a person who can still survive
With all these wonderful wounds
Not just inside!!!!
Nov 4, 2018
Nov 4, 2018 at 5:05 PM UTC
I keep him under the bed
and hid him from my mom
I let him out at midnight
he sings me bedtime songs
I found him, just yesterday
a shadow in the basement
I fed him some meat pies
you can imagine, my amazement
He has some nasty fangs
and a temperament to match
His claws need some trimming
but he's dang hard, to catch
Be bit me on my finger
it did not quite, detach
I think he's really cute
my little, Bandersnatch
Apr 24, 2017
Apr 24, 2017 at 1:57 PM UTC
***Adorable face
Within, lies a vicious trait
Be keen, don't be faked***
Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 12:42 PM UTC
We have many soul hooks
All glinting, fool's gold
Sparkling silver
The spirit is sold
They whisper half-truths
They mumble sighs
They cover our ears
With hands made of lies
They smell like roses
The mist of a breath
The finest perfume
These hooks made of death
Hooks that taste chocolate
Succulent haute cuisine
Parfait and peaches
The savor of dreams
They feel ********
Like LOVE, truth to tell
But after they've pierced you
They'll drag you to hell
You can extract them
For they are your bane
But they are barbed
So they will cause pain
The best way to deal
When they come to call
The way of prevention
So you will not fall
Is NOT to be fooled
Nor come near them
AT ALL!
Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 11:37 AM UTC
I love new technologies
all erupting every next day
with new features
and temptations
But all these technologies
are baby monsters
growing day by day
to achieve mass laziness
trapping the world
in the maze of addiction
making them lean on them
for every little things
These monsters will together,
one day,
achieve world **********
Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 5:24 AM UTC
*The Bitter Gourd
Spiked like a Crocodile's back
Bitter it tastes
keeps
Blood Sugar levels
In Check
All The Confectionery and Sweets
Tasty &
Tempting to Eat
Stimuli To
Blood Sugar Levels
Imbalance*
Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 4:14 AM UTC
She's dreaming about mars but she's going to become an accountant
I remember when scales were beautiul
I remember when that parking lot lasted forever
We're supposed to find it stupefying
They call it progress
She hopes she's becoming a good person
I spent all of my time in high school counting down to exams
I wanted to be an art teacher but they taught me physics and laughed at me when I failed
I spent all of my time being not good enough
But here we are
She wanted to become the girl she wrote about in all those stories you didn't read
I remember every single bird I saw that morning
I remember it like I'm still standing there, on the bridge in between the waterfall and the rest of the stream
Maybe I'm still there, imagining the rest of my life
I could have sat with you forever, but I didn't
You left and I left and we aren't there anymore
You said no and she listened
She went to college for math and politics and I don't know why
She would have made a beautiful captain someday
And they would have shipped her off to Mars with the Space X mission
But she just finished somebody else's taxes and went home in a taxi and she is taxed
And they called it "progress."
Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 8:19 PM UTC
I must caution you,
Against a world lacking conflict.
A wold enveloped in
Continual peace
is hell.
Without suffering,
Without anger,
There is no passion.
A world wothout conflict
Is a wold lacking the beauty of sacrifice
The love of conviction
The satisfaction of righting a wrong.
I must caution you,
Without wrongdoing, without war
There is no peace
Just
Consistancy.
Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 8:06 PM UTC
I've got some bad habits.
I always feel bad,
My family hates me,
And I've never been rad.
Most my friends have been to rehab.
But I like my bad habits.
I'm made of bad habits.
Waking up once a day,
Wasting all my talent,
Sleeping all day,
Thinking all night.
They're all bad habits.
I've always been made of bad habits.
Never had a reason to feel glad,
Too empathetic or apathetic.
Had to quit school cause I went mad,
I tend to love being sad,
and I've never had a dad.
I have some bad habits,
But I love my bad habits.
I love too much,
I'm too alone to have a crush,
And I'm always out of luck,
But I still try anyways.
And they're my bad habits.
I am my bad habits.
Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 7:11 PM UTC
There came a time where I despised my presence.
Present on week days only when I gave a ****
I lived with it and hadn't cared about
What time lunch was or when I had to figure life out.
I was ill.
Someone always stood on the side
To analyze my eyes every time that I cried.
Yes, I'm talking about a teenage crush;
I was stuck and she was able to see who I was.
She was sick.
Our infection grew between us.
We'd seen that it never burst.
And our connection seems to hold strong,
Her love and my endurance.
We are dead.
Together.
Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 6:05 PM UTC
Your arms are wrapped around my neck
containing me, choking me,
holding me in place
so you can **** me faster. You push
yourself against me in the hopes
of me returning the gesture
but instead, you're crushing
the air from me and now I'm deflated.
Heart-throb.
You touch me
but there's no more to you than skin.
You don't want me,
nobody does.
So don't touch me with those hands of yours
and pretend like you do.
Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 5:30 PM UTC
You showed me some things
About my heart; it could melt
But it could break too
Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 5:28 PM UTC
The world would have been wonderful
if wars were peaceful
&
hate was lovely
There would be no one hurt
No dread , no threat
no violence
Apr 21, 2017
Apr 21, 2017 at 3:35 PM UTC