"bcs" poems
While sleeping and holding Shadow Queen tight Shadow King slowly began to feel his body being puked away from her, like it (or something else) didn't want him close to her. He caught himself and fought the urge to let her go and stayed where he was. Then he felt it again and heard a voice inside his head telling him to let her go. He fought back once more and this time held her tighter. Then in his mind he saw a creature dark red with glowing red eyes pop into his mind it began to pull his Shadow Wolf spirit. The more it pulled the more his body tried to pull from Shadow Queen. It seemed as tho his Shadow Wolf was almost helpless when it came to this daemon so he fought back. Soon both Shadow King and his Shadow Wolf were fighting this creature. They finally destroyed it, tho it was not easy. Shadow King was finally free to hold his queen tight all through the night. The next morning Shadow King felt something strange...it was happiness, pure happiness. He had not felt this in a long time, might never really have felt it. There was no longer anything holding him back from loving his queen with everything he had. They're lives were so much better simply bcs they were finally happy together. <3
Aug 24, 2014
Aug 24, 2014 at 12:36 AM UTC
my favorite part is the dew while yours is the sunrise
days left for us, only few, isnt forever but still nice
my favorite part is the night while yours is the sun
if loving you isnt right, i dont care bcs its still amazing
my favorite part is the leaf while yours is the flower
i never want to leave you but it so hart to get us together
my favorite part is when winter, while yours is when summer
would you warm my heart even it already frozen?
my favorite part is the sea while yours is the mountain
ill never set you free but im afraid you wont come back again
my favorite part is blue sky while yours is the white cloud
when you say goodbye my hearts screaming loud
my favorite part is the moon while yours is the dark sky
please come back soon before i say goodbye
my favorite part is the dust while yours is the solid ground
i gave you all my trust but you just left me a wound
Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 11:30 AM UTC
Hell isn't a place but merely a moment, but for me hell is my life bcs the devils living inside of you
I remember when you used to say you loved me before walking out the door each morning
Although I don't quit remember when it stopped it's apparent that it did
Now I get fake sympathy, pity love but even that's scattered and broken
I remember when I was the invisible girl for 6 days straight
You didn't look at me or talk to me so I spent my time outside making friends with the rocks and worms
While you spent your time buying his love
((I would've just given you mine))
I remember when I had hope so I went searching for the good in you
To bad all of it had vanished, replaced with cold emptiness that seeps out of your mouth, glazes over your eyes, and is embedded in your fists and pretty soon the darkness crept it's way into me
I remember when you told me you loved her more then you'd ever love me, oh how I've always wanted to be as perfect as my sister
Oh how I wish you loved me just half as much as you love her
I remember when I wanted to be just like you when I grew up
How sad that day will be
To bad I got what I wished for
I heard you crying alone in your room
Giant sobs that shook your fragile body
I heard this and the corners of my mouth turned up
For the first time in years you made me smile
The futures inevitable, I'll grow up to be just like my mom
Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 3:00 PM UTC
****** chicken soup,
Yum Yum,
Puddles of chicken soup
All over the space,
There's a tornado of soup
These days
Plenty of chicken soup
In the fridge too.
Happy the family,
Forevermore
For gallons of chicken soup
Every day made in the bathtub...
Hot warming the heart to the bones
******
Bon on sweet
Puddles of yum yum,
On a plate the bowl
Of YummyYum,
****** chicken soup.
Mar 20, 2021
Mar 20, 2021 at 4:38 PM UTC
You will never get what you want
Not all your wishes will come true
But decision has been made
You chose your own pathway
And wished to have beautiful days
Then you realized it was a mistake made
And you cant turn back
To re-do everything is impossible
Your journey seems so hard
And youre about to give up
Dont be. You just need to head up
Be strong and deal with it.
Bcs the ending is what matters most,
Live up to your expectations,
And create a beautiful end.
Feb 26, 2017
Feb 26, 2017 at 9:32 AM UTC
That woman
Grinning alone and pain
Sadness came like a silent rain
Sweat falls on both eyes
Drowning with deep thoughts and anxiety
She sees no monster
For no monster she see
Bcs all this time..
Monster were inside of her
Nov 27, 2018
Nov 27, 2018 at 9:09 PM UTC
Is that your voice?
Bcs i hear melodies right when your lips tongues start moving.
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 7:39 AM UTC
I dont know...
if im having this fever bcs i miss you too much,
or maybe bcs i hate you too much,
or maybe i cant handle no more this pain,
or maybe bcs im too overthinking,
or maybe i know this is the end of everything.
I dont know.
Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 2:07 AM UTC
She keeps staring at those blank spaces,
She knew she has lost in those spaces,
But she does not feel scared,
Bcs it is the only spaces that gave her peace,
and
She decides to stay in it as long as she wants,
Maybe wish to be lost in it forever.
Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 11:10 PM UTC
home is a funny word
sometimes it sneaks it's way in
unheard but not any less unwanted
i don't want to confuse myself
May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 8:33 PM UTC
It was Friday.
I did it again,
but just enough to numb the pain
to wake me up from a bad dream.
am doin' my best ever since..
bcs I fear
that one day
I might not scared of the most unknown.
Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 10:40 PM UTC
Big
Choking
Sobs
Come out of nowhere
And invade my peace
They are so strong
Thoughts of you make them worse
Thoughts of you cannot stop them
Nor thoughts of the train
Or of the people in my house
Or of the man who feeds the pigeons on my morning walk through the park
Sobs cannot be stopped by thoughts
Give up, give up
I hear in the distance
The sound of temptation is both sweet and sour
So I listen
And listen
And listen
Until
Big
Choking
Sobs
Are no more
Oct 15, 2017
Oct 15, 2017 at 5:41 PM UTC
True friends,
Dont judge you
From what you did
They dont pick you
Bcs of how you dressed up.
A true friend knows,
How to keep up with their small circle.
It's okay if you dont have many
As long as you know
Who your true friends are
When you need them.
Feb 18, 2017
Feb 18, 2017 at 12:01 PM UTC