"controlls" poems
The rubble lay out, along the broken path
And our dreams sit in dissaray
Imprisoned in a land of destruction
We manage to evade the flames
We hope one day we will be freed
For curiostiy now controlls us
In a land where the wreckage is stacked miles high
Hope is all we can hold onto
Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 9:11 AM UTC
I hate my heart
It keeps tallies of those it's come in contact with
it never forgets
it always lives in every moment of its existence
there is no past present or future in my heart
it is disillusioned
it allways loves
allways hurts
allways trusts
but never knows how to be unforgiving
I hate my heart
it is blind
it allways feels
it controlls my very being
It allways leads
it allways fights
It loves the fleeting
I hate my heart
because it never stops
and when it does
I will find peace in feeling nothing
May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 7:48 AM UTC
I remember him telling me a true story made of only lies
He called it "The Day I Used All My Luck"
I thought I used all my luck, too
Finding him was as lucky as I had ever been
Nothing is more lucky that a boy who controlls your thoughts
I remeber falling in love to the tune of keyboard typing
She was my best friend
I wasn't her's though, and that was fine
After all, I was lucky to be in love with my best friend
She never did her assignments and I thought it was so edgy
It made me love her all the more
Then she starting ignoring me, too
I remember sending texts with shaky hands
"i like you but like in the 'when i look at you i want to kiss you' way"
"okay, i guess i kinda wanna kiss you too"
I was lucky to make it into the choir and meet her
I wanted her to the tune of Singing In The Rain
To her I was no more an accessory than her clip on earrings
I remember thinking he was terrible
"you dont know him yet"
Long all night conversation and coffee dates changed it all
I wanted to save him from his mother
All she did is lie to him
Turned out it runs in the family
Now I'm sending messages at 8:11am
"i'm an unlucky man spending stolen faith on you"
I know why it's hard to say yes
I can see it in my browser history
"I think my boyfriend is mentally abusing me"
"I'm in love with my bestfriend but I think she hates me"
"I think my girlfriend is only dating me to prove shes bi"
"I think my boyfriend is lying to me about being deported"
It's not easy to accept that you have no luck
But it's easy to have faith
Faith that things change and can be different
Faith that there wont be any luck of the draw
Faith that it wont hurt in the end.
Mar 1, 2016
Mar 1, 2016 at 11:22 AM UTC
who am i why do you ask i am that person you need to understand the person that controlls you the person who stands by you and you still ask who am i? well thats rude
Feb 7, 2014
Feb 7, 2014 at 11:18 AM UTC
More medicine less medicine no medicine at all
How do you feel
I don’t know
I’m crazy that’s all
To many sleepless nights
Racing thought that won’t stop
I feel sad then I stay up all night
The insanity controlls me
It’s because of ADD
It’s because of Depression
It’s because of Anxiety
Maybe Bipolar
I’m lost in my madness
It’s insanity
Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 8:42 AM UTC