"conqur" poems
Life ain't too short,
Life ain't too long,
Life is just life,
You just gotta be strong,
It's okay to be weak,
It's okay to be wrong,
Tears may unawarely leak,
Looking for somewhere to belong,
Loosing sight of what to seek,
Don't let that give you a frown,
Let nothing break you down,
It's okay to be unsure,
You'll somehow find a cure,
It's okay not to be okay,
The world a confusing stir,
Maybe we'll all understand,
Once we grow up and mature,
I know it's not easy to endure,
For now don't let conqur,
We were never built flawless,
Yes many things we dread,
Sinking in a senseless void,
But soon it will ebbed,
We empower what we detest,
Don't let that take control,
Show it who's the boss instead,
Let nothing block your goal,
The undesired won't for long embed,
———
Simply said, easily heard,
Yet meanings still seem blurred.
Simple phrases, short words,
Yet they somehow bind worlds.
Yet they only show one aspect,
of what we show and reflect.
~A.d | 25 Aug 2014
Feb 19, 2015
Feb 19, 2015 at 9:23 AM UTC
AT TIMES I THINK IM OKAY
LIKE I CAN DO ANYTHING I CAN SET MY MIND TO AND I COULD CONQUR THE WORLD BUT THEN I THINK THAT NO ONE WOULD THINK IM GOOD ENOUGH OR EVEN CARE AND THEN AT THOSE TIMES I THINK IM NOT OKAY
Dec 17, 2014
Dec 17, 2014 at 8:19 AM UTC
she sees a world of hurt
she sees a pain too big for her to handle
when she tries to conqur demons
it brings her more pain
she wants to be normal
but what is it anymore
what is normal
i dont know anymore
the pain she hates
herself she hates
wants to be by herself
but is scared to be
she hates her life
wants to end it
wishes she could sleep all day all night
because sleep paralyzes the pain
that she feels on the inside
the wrost kind of pain to feel
is the pain you can easily mask
so no one else sees
whats really going on inside
Oct 30, 2017
Oct 30, 2017 at 10:54 AM UTC