#wrongs
Every night I'm reliving my past
Seeing my mental and physical abuse
My time is running out fast
It will not matter what I choose
This is the time to make my amends
For all the wrongs I have done
Before this life comes to and end
And I have to go back to where my life begun
I will lay down in my bed tonight
And know I have talked to God
So my life will be complete
And my soul will be restored.
Written by
Michael Matthews
Sep 22, 2022
Sep 22, 2022 at 5:25 PM UTC
I thought she was the one...
I thought she was mine forever as she vowed...
I thought she loved me...
I thought wrong...
Right?...
I thought....my thoughtful...
I was a fool...
To think you will stay...
I was fooled...
I didn't even notice...
What you were doing behind my back..
I was wrong...
Right?...
I loved more.....
I loved more....
More than i love my self...
I loved the wrong one...
Right?...
I can't right my wrongs....
What is gone is gone...
Maybe i really deserve to be alone....
Am lone...i feel empty...
Without you...
I still love but no one will love me back...
Right my wrong...
I can't...
Cause i can't erase past written....
Sep 19, 2020
Sep 19, 2020 at 4:34 AM UTC
life is hard
sometimes
but i have discovered
that you learn
from your wrongs
and you learn
from your rights
and it's okay
to make mistakes
and it's okay
to have bad days
and it's okay
to love yourself
and not hate yourself
because you are scared
that people will see
the true ******
or nerd
or ****
or whatever you are
and it's okay
to let that person show
because
too many people
today judge people
because of what they love
and who they are friends with
and you know what
it's okay to be friends
with those weird people
because i have discovered
that you should love yourself
not for how the world sees you
but for how you see yourself
Jun 22, 2020
Jun 22, 2020 at 9:00 PM UTC
Committing the sins that I have,
I've turned the warmest days into the darkest nights.
Looking back on my past,
the most I can do is forget my wrongs and do what's right.
People have opened themselves and provided me with a home
forgave my mistakes and with my sins,
they've helped me atone.
Now that mental and physical scars have healed,
and I've found the one I love most,
I can finally say my fate is sealed.
Jul 6, 2019
Jul 6, 2019 at 3:28 AM UTC
Are you flying or are you just a cloud?
Am I
Flying or
Am I
Just
A cloud?
Are you flying or am I just a cloud?
May 6, 2019
May 6, 2019 at 12:29 AM UTC
Shakespeare said
To die- to sleep-
But sleep without a morning’s light
Hamlet said
He fears the dreams-
But dreams are what makes the night
And he spoke of
Wrongs, and suffering,
But wrongs without their right
And though Hamlet despaired,
And refused to go on,
Our joy is not out of our sight
May 13, 2018
May 13, 2018 at 11:59 AM UTC
your heart is black
you taste like honey
don’t care about anyone but the money
retrace your steps back to where our paths crossed
went left & that’s where you went wrong
i followed you and your impure thoughts
lick my lips as you taste so sweet
too bad your soul is as dead as can be
but there is no stopping me
from falling in love
with the wrong things
May 5, 2018
May 5, 2018 at 5:22 PM UTC
Life is a game,
Made for all.
We all at different levels,
Dealing with same wrongs.
Passing pain & pleasure,
Sunshine and rain.
There will be loss & gain.
But we must smile
Again & Again. !!..
Jan 17, 2018
Jan 17, 2018 at 12:40 AM UTC
You can right the wrongs,
Just get in my bed ****
And throw away your thongs.
I will be your buddy & dude,
I will take you for long,
And it would be so lewd.
Aug 16, 2017
Aug 16, 2017 at 10:32 PM UTC
BUT YOU, CHURCH GIRL.
*
O, you church
Can you not see the way I feel about you
And the way you make my passions and emotions run
Each time I hear you sings those hymns and pun,
As my skin tingles so aloud, and withers without you?
*
But O,you church girl
Do you not care to read your bible with me
Or teach me the genesis the revelations bring
So the birds of my faith can again flee,
To higher heights and delightfully sing?
*
O,you church girl
Do you know in my sleeps last night
I dreamt about your naked body whole,
And in the realism of that beauty, you sprite
A mystery ride of endless rolls I knew not how to control?
*
O ,you church girl
Have you not read how perfect
I described and expressed your thighs in the rhymes
Of an unravelling blouse-poem with respect
To how I want to draw your body and climb?
*
But O, you church girl
Will you not follow me to where I live
And learns why Ieft the holy books in dust,
Just to hunt and drink in the gold-lust
Or will you not ask about my broken beliefs?
*
O, you church girl
Do you not understand my pagan madness,
And how murderously I am rooted in this world of sadness
Doing the rights in the wrong
And thinking this home I shall ever belong?
*
But O, you church girl
Take me with you for down the hill
Of my heart lies the most insidious evil
Seducing me to either steal or ****
Leaving me now broken, tattered and shriveled.
Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 6:36 AM UTC
They've had to go.
I know, they couldn't stay here with me
I know, they had to go.
I remember being children, and my friend Aidan, he said,
"Of course we'll be friends til we're dead."
Must have been somewhat true, cause when we parted a part of me died.
And since I've had a hole form inside.
And now that I've tried to slowly fill in the gaps with all of you.
I've noticed I can't do it, it's not about what I do.
It's been about the connections I've gained and collected,
the type of connection that's strong on both ends and perspectives.
And from my point of view I'm still here and all alone.
Never thought I'd lose until it was gone.
Sometimes I just want to hurry to the end,
as if erasing myself will make my wrongs perfect again.
Dec 23, 2016
Dec 23, 2016 at 11:08 AM UTC
The idea of having you was beyond me,
But the idea that I will never have you devastated me.
I've been wandering for as long as I can remember.
I was just breathing my way through life, I wasn't really living it.
The days would pass as if it were nothing to me.
Just another cycle of the earthing spinning there's a start and an end.
Never have I looked forward to tomorrow cause I know it brings me nothing.
Never have I been so wrong before.
The moment that the days began to mean something to me,
It wasn't just empty anymore they were filled with
anticipation,excitement,eagerness and
I was looking forward for tomorrows now because now they mean something to me.
I was finally living my life and not just breathing it away.
It astounds me that certain events could've transpired into such meaningful moments.
How I wished it would've lasted until we got older.
But it seems that it doesn't work that way.
For a certain moment I thought everything was perfect, Too perfect.
It left me as fast as it came.
That brief moment of ecstasy was suddenly replaced by unwanted things.
I had you and yet I let you slip away. I never was good at holding on.
You came like a ship in the night and left like a vicious storm from the sea.
Mar 13, 2016
Mar 13, 2016 at 12:40 PM UTC
Maybe everything is right
Maybe I had just been wrong my whole life and never knew what it was like to be right
Feb 16, 2016
Feb 16, 2016 at 8:36 PM UTC
So, the tabernacle curtain ripped
Over the pallor of your eyes;
The wall of reliance has a crack,
Every level has it's fault,
Cement gives it strength.
The foundation's well-worth building on.
Leave the tools on site,
Tomorrow make it right.
An abandoned house,
Whomever lived there,
Collapses on itself.
So, is this what the owner wanted?
Brush on a new coat,
Hang floor length drapes,
Sweep away the refuse.
Bestow a second chance
On the sinner,
Not the sin;
On the wrong,
Not the doer.
Climb the steps again,
And knock,
Someone's in.
Feb 16, 2016
Feb 16, 2016 at 1:16 PM UTC
People tell us that
People are good, that
People are strong, that
People do wrong, but
People will right it.
I say that
People are good, but only if they try.
I say that
People are strong, but their strength isn't always a good thing.
I say that
People are wrong, and sometimes they don't accept it.
I say that
People don't always right their wrongs.
I say that
People aren't perfect.
Apr 22, 2015
Apr 22, 2015 at 7:44 PM UTC
--#--#--
Our iniquities and theirs
are different...
but not any better.
soulsurvivor
2/7/2015
Feb 7, 2015
Feb 7, 2015 at 8:10 AM UTC
Truth is relegated to oblivion
Whereas, grandiloquent lies, win
Jan 15, 2015
Jan 15, 2015 at 12:04 PM UTC
The world seeks help
From the conniving
Looks with a slant
Thoughts are askew
Waiting for help
Wrongs to do the right
Not possible
Yet, we choose
Misused often
The right to choose
Veiled desperation
Hands do surrender
Not to hold one’s hand
Breaks the human bond
Strikes on the weakened
With force
Shatters the will
And shakes the core
The soul screams
Much anarchy around
Vicious game plan
Everyone succumbs
To a thundering defeat
Jan 4, 2015
Jan 4, 2015 at 1:20 PM UTC
List my choices.
Even those,
I've in haste chosen.
Then won't you?
Show me,
My many imperfections?
Please, please,
Force my eyes open!
Play these.
I'll remember...
Ask me,.. Why?
I'm so rotten.
If you bait me,
maybe...
I will speak?
I'll come clean?
It might be,
Forever,
My Confession
Sep 30, 2014
Sep 30, 2014 at 1:36 AM UTC