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Cj Jan 2019
English
Reading
Math(s)
Language arts
Language experience
Social studies
World history
Science
& more
What do all of theese have in common?
They cause pain and struggle
School dosent teach how to deal with
Death
Depression
Anger
Rejection
Pain
Major emotions, things that people have
And **** themselves over
But school dosent care
School counselors don’t help
School nurses aren’t nurses
School dosent teach tax
Instead we pay it  
It dosent teach what to do when your homeless
It dosent teach you how to get a job
It dosent teach you how to parent
They say they prepare us for the future
But does it really?
aviisevil Jan 2014
wipe away those tears
cause they don't mean a thing
don't cry because you can't fly
it's you who traded your wings
to be locked inside a cage
and now you want to be free ?
cause you miss the skies
no limits , no lines
but now that you've left it all behind
it Dosent mean a thing

you gave yourself up
cause you couldn't bear the hate
traded your freedom
to be locked inside a cage
too scared to face their anger , their rage
All you wanted was to be free
And now you're a slave
and now you silently weep
cause there is no escape
you thought you had what it takes
to soar higher
living in dreams and finally you're awake
and it Dosent mean a thing

you say your sorrows have made you hollow
and you never wanted to be this way
but you gave yourself up
to claim there love
but all youve conquered are lies
and now you wait
its you who gave in
but now it Dosent mean a thing

Now trapped inside those walls
You pray to be saved
For someone to come
And take you away
You were never so blind
How could you not see your mistakes
You curse yourself Everyday
And it Dosent mean a thing

But someone who can help
Isn't so far
Look deep inside
To see who you really are
You're your own saviour
Only you can break those walls apart
There might be battles outside
But right now , there's a war within
And Untill you believe in yourself
It won't mean a thing
Sarah
Sarah is a virgo
 but she is no ******.

She is full of experience,

and im not talking about ***, or drugs.

( though she had her fair share.)

Im talking about life.

Sarah hasnt lived in a fairy tale,

but if she did,
 she would be a prince.

She is charming,

bold,

kind,

and tenacious.

Sarah would **** a dragon

just to make sure you were safe.

She will make you laugh,

and iron soap,

Dancing as she watches you with

her precious knowledge of Amity.

Sarah will hold you when you cry,

and she will tell you its okay to be sad.

Sarah had her vision turn gray when she was a child;

words tore at her skin,

but she is still alive.

Her vision turned back to technicolor

but that doesn’t mean it won’t turn back to gray.

Sarah dosent like to talk about herself,

but you can talk to her,

She will help you see the world.

If you can’t see the flowers

Sarah will hold your hand and 
sing you a picture.

Sarah holds all of her friends,

there names taped to the front of her heart.

She plants her seed of friendship

deep in the roots of your garden.

You dont need to meet her more than once,

you can tell that she is always there.


Sarah can be mean,

but thats just cause shes tired.

Sarah carries the troubles she has with her,

they are wrapped with the sign 
“do not enter”

but she dosen’t let them weigh her down.

Sarah dosent ask for help 
she is given it,

and she will always return the favor

but she will complain about you giving

even before you finish your task.

Sarah is a mystery,

She smokes a lot of 
cigarettes

but she still

smells like 

Sarah.


She is far from perfect,

she animates her life with overdramatic hand movements

and tells her wisdom with sonnets or

Monologues from act i scene ii,

She plays overtures from her heart,

and talks lyrics from her soul.


Sarah is a musical of a life 
full of future.

She is a name in lights 
not yet recognized.

Sarah hasn’t finished her life yet,
but she is the lines

of poetry, and songs

not yet written.

Sarah adds years to peoples lives.

Sarah is a friend,

and im happy to know her

even if a short minute of her hourglass

is all I ever see.
For my friend Sarah, who is moving to NY to follow her dreams in collage. Thank you for your friendship. I hope we will always be connected by the sonnets in the stars.
midnight prague Dec 2010
spoke in love tongue
warmed up in laughter
and then woke up one morning and thought my name
the victim says

one morning when I had taken myself away
from this earth
and burried myself in dirt on another place

anywhere oh anywhere other then this petty little world
where only you and the other soul exsist
in the mist and dew in the evaporation of my wet thoughts
within my thoughts
only inside of you
my mind caressed your blood

my steam runs down your veins
will I ever forgive myself for letting you own my mind
and my smoke circles your face
and clings to our breath
and if suffocating crept
I wouldt even recognize you--
death

when here under a opressors arms

simply delighted melting vigorusly in the diluted charm
oh we are everything
everything
but at the moment it dosent
no it dosent seem wrong
i am trucking cowboy truckings all i know
dont have time to think just get up and go
no matter what the weather dosent bother me
rolling  down the highway rolling wild and free,

driving through the night driving through the day
driving anywhere miles and miles away
i can feel the freedom as i drive along
listen to the radio play a good ole country song

watching all the headlights lighting up the night
driving down the highway in the lights so bright
in my trucking home it makes me feel so free
brings a sense of freedom wakes the soul in me.

i am trucking cowboy truckings all i know
dont have time to think just get up and go
no matter what the weather dosent bother me
rolling  down the highway rolling wild and free,

driving miles and miles i really just dont care
driving any place driving anywhere
in my trucking home it makes me feel so free
brings a sense of freedom wakes the soul in me.

driving miles and miles driving anywhere
no matter where i go i dont really care
i can feel the freedom as i drive along
listen to the radio play a good ole country song

i am trucking cowboy truckings all i know
dont have time to think just get up and go
no matter what the weather dosent bother me
rolling  down the highway rolling wild and free,
Arcassin B May 2014
BY ARCASSIN BURNHAM





waitin for the  mornin to open its eyes,
Shes waitin for me,
but dosent know that dawn has found me,
she mocks the sun,
your ignorance is a bliss,
one step from a kiss,
i guess i should have known better,
so beautiful as love itsself,
But inside,
evil as sin,
when,
when will the morning come,
love aint going anywhere,
im always here.
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2014/05/the-cut-of-dawn-full-version.html
Lydia Sep 2015
is it selfish to hope that my son
turns out more like me
to hope he cares more about things
like the lunar eclipse or the lifetime of a tree over the next level on a video game?

to see the world through a wider set of eyes
and to know there is much more to life than the day to day routines
that nature matters
and so does recycling and knowledge of plants

reading should still be done out of books
and learning to write in cursive still matters
I hope he sees the beauty in the stars
and how small but important we are in the vast universe we get to be apart of
how what we do here on earth
effects our solar system

when he gets older I hope he realizes
other people's feelings around him
how the things he says and does truly effect someone else
I hope he cares about his health
that he dosent smoke and dosent drink too much
is conciencious of his eating choices
and goes for an apple over chips
I hope he sees he only has one life
and that he sets out to make the most of it

I hope he is never too ******* himself
because he realizes no one is perfect
and that he takes the time to
take care of himself
I hope he wants to live in this world over the makeshift realities brainwashing todays Youth through TV and games
I hope he questions who he is
and who he wants to be even in the good times not just the bad

I hope when the next lunar eclipse comes around
he will want to watch it with his Mom
because he knows how much she adores both the moon and her son
Dougie london Oct 2012
Deny
I deny the feelings i have for you.
I deny every time you walk down the street and my homie ask if i love you and i say ******* but in the back of my mind all i can think about is how much i l rlly love you 
I deny the fact the when you got a new man that it dosent hurt me because i know i can treat better then any ***** ever will
I deny that you are not the most beautiful thing in the world because your beauty is what wakes me up in this world
I deny that i dnt want you as my future wife Knowing deep down that all i want to do his hold you tight right by my side you as my bonnie and me as your clyde 
I deny how intellectual you really are even tho your the most intelligent woman in the world
I deny that i dnt think about you when i sleep but we both know your in my dreams always holding hands taking on the world as best as we can
I deny i dont want to be your protector even tho i wont let anything hurt you
I deny that your eyes arent pretty but gorgeous like the sunset over the seas
I deny that your not all i want but you are the only thing i need
I deny i deny i deny i deny
I dont know why i deny
I deny to tell you the truth all the time because  it might hurt 
I deny that deep down inside that your not my favorite girl
I deny your not my whole wide world
I deny that this poem wasnt made for you to show my love for you. 
I guess you will never know how i really feel for you because of my denial
Lydia Sep 2015
Its the little things you do,
like the way you pulled the covers up over my exposed body before you left this morning
You probably thought I was asleep
but I was awake enough for a minute to see the last thing you did before you shut the bedroom door,
and went downstairs
was take care of me

it's in those moments that I fall even deeper in love with you
the moments that remind me how lucky I am
to be the center of someones world
who absolutely dosent have to revolve around my orbit
but decided that they wanted to

I am loved deeper in my weakest moments
you never stop trying
your love is unwavering
even when I do nothing but push against you
you simply stay
and love me
anyways

maybe it's because we're more than lovers
we are two souls
connected in a bond tighter than I think either of us can comprehend
you are my best friend
and loving you comes easy
natural, free flowing,
like breathing

many people will confess their undying love for someone in their lifetime
claim that their relationship is stronger than anyone else's  that they know
that they have something so special no one could ever understand
but I don't think our love is complicated
or hard to comprehend
because with us
you get what you see
and simplicity is the beauty of the bond that we share
we have never needed more than just each other

because love is enough
aviisevil Jan 2014
An old man cries in a home
Bleeding all alone
Young plays in the woods
There'll be no dawn
A monster hides inside a man
Whispering for a lost cause
Beauty lay dead and cold
Covered by the moss
Sin looks for ugly
Creed Is his greed
A saint preaches words
And words breed
An army of cold eyes
Marching on every night
Breaking every wall
That stands against its might
An island engulfed in flames
Oh , water so nigh
Tears lost to an ocean
Can't even cry
No bird without wings
Dosent matter if one can fly
You can fly in your dreams
Dosent meant you can fly
And kiss goodbye
All hope is lost
And now it's time to die
Without a fight
Only the forgotten tries
A home broken and ruined
By the years and cold
Outlived the ones who lived
And lost its soul
Dragons fly in yesterday's
Tommorow is for man
Stories written and lost
Stories he didn't understand
History is a mystery
Not knowing a misery
Hidden but still free
Beauty is so ugly
And ugly so faithful
Better friend than foe
Young is so fast
And the old so slow
But where did the young go
Without a direction he runs
Old sits back and enjoys
The warmth of the fading sun
And can guns Destroy
If its not for the man
Man in ocean  , man on moon
There isn't a place where he didn't stand
And whisper his hatred
While holding a gun naked
And ghosts hoot for the mother earth
In a hope she'll make it
But stranger knows she's already dead
God knows 'cause he's in his head
Animals can't know for they're too bored
But science knows she's not dead but just unwell
From a bad disease  
Called human specie
And when he's destroyed
She can re-grow freely
And the old sings the songs
Few words for his  legacy
About the green and old mountains
That the young did not see
They left nothing for the young
Now that the old songs been sung
Lets all get numb and dumb
And **** for fun
aviisevil Jan 2014
You think I'm just kidding , don't you
That it's all a lie , for you
So I can act cool otherwise I'm so boring
You never believe when I Say it's true , don't you ?!

Well I have something to say to you
I'll keep on doing whatever there is that I do
I don't give a Danm about your view
So I'll say it as politely as I can , *******

Did you really thought that I'm what I'm not
And I would just simmer down and agree 'cause I have no *****
Hey  pretty doll , common make a fool out of me again
Cut me , scar me , don't you think I'm in faux pain
I cut me , I scar me , it's my wrists and my veins
It's my life and my strife , and when I want to watch the games I like
Don't be a ***** about it , and say we planned for dinner tonight
That's all you care about isn't it ?
To eat and repeat and for my team to taste defeat so you can make fun of my team
And scream that I'm so rude , my love crude , behave like such a dude
Just a heads up , I am a dude and I refuse to refute even though I'm confused who deserves my rage more Justin or you,
Get out of that ******* door , you're so pathetic , such a bore
I'm dying of boredom , help me get of my porch
Villagers are coming for you freak with a torch
You and me are different freaks
Yours the one with a pathetic story  , I'm the one who's sleek
And how do you sleep with no spine , and does the mirror always remind
That you'll always be left behind
Oh you're about to cry , so cute
Did you not think that I'd be kind ?

Hey , lady I'm your master
Here's lingerie , now go and change
Come closer , look in my eyes
Can't you see I'm deranged
But baby I'm a monster
I've been acting strange
Stay away from me now
Can't you see I'm deranged

You make me wanna shoot myself and not even in the head
It's like I'm fighting a ******* hippo when I'm in bed
Oh baby you're so ***** I think I'm about to go sick
I know you think I ******* but trust me it's not with my ****
And yeah , yeah I know I'm such a nasty *****
But it Dosent help the fact why you behave like such a *****
I can't even call you a ***** , that'll be a compliment
I wish I could just pack you and send you away with the next shipment
Back to the garbage you always claimed to be from
And back to your ******* ex , that stupid *****
******* *** , how can you **** *** , well you can
I'm better than your ex , the best , I'm superman
But **** it I'll never be your man , and it's not romance
To go out every night at the old mans club and dance
And don't waste my payroll on the creams that enhance
'cause here's the truth , they sag like my gran
And it Dosen't feel **** in my hands
Next thing you realise I'm on you
BAM-BAM-BAM


Hey , lady I'm your master
Here's lingerie , now go and change
Come closer , look in my eyes
Can't you see I'm deranged
But baby I'm a monster
I've been acting strange
Stay away from me now
Can't you see I'm deranged
Mr Zeal Jun 2014
This day your either caught up in Baal, Baphomet or Bethel.

Since I was a kid they was trying to trip me in a fairytale..
Dragons are Good and alittle magic won't ****.
So far from the truth but some say who's gunna make these scars go away... Well tell me where did the scars come from?
Cause we know evil is bad and good is the truth!
If your caught in a lie dosent that mean that God told you?
Certainly not!
It came from baphomets mouth, so why are listening to liars mouth?
Dragons are real and so are unicorns
But dragons destroy and it takes a sword and one man to overcome him..
Maybe it's me?
Maybe it's you?
I just wanted to show you Baal is what we create for fantasies and selfish ways.
Baphomet is the Devil who lies right in your face.
Bethel is a holy place that keeps truth as it's king and good as it's God.

Wake up!!! For one day we will be on one side or the other...

It's hard to tell the truth and love someone who dosent know Good, but it's easy to fall and give up for a lie and at the end never notice that lies were getting life from you.

Forgive me.
Good is good and bad is bad
aviisevil Jan 2014
A kiss from the night
Drunk from all that pain
Struggles to breath
Can't remember her name
Lost his eyes
Love made him blind
Hate made him see
Scars remind
A story that'll fade away
Pages eaten by time
Memories don't go away
Weather is not kind
Storms bash the home
Walls ripped of from the bones
All his secrets in the open
Strangers are gone
Who will love him now
Caress and hold him now
Wipe away all the blood stained tears
Who will bring him down
From the skies he wanders at nights
Searching for a lost cause
A moon that glows in anger
A sun that's faux
A wolf howls at a distance
A dog barks nearby
Night shows resistance
Ghosts never pass-by
A bleak view from a window
And a madness from outside
A letter of hatred
Enough to hurt his pride
He cannot see but whisper
There's a tale hidden in the stones
He warns once again
About the rage hidden in his bones
No one listens
World won't skip a beat
It Dosent matter
Even if with blood he repeats
They'll only see red
Not what's in his head
They look right through him
Like staring at something dead
He's afraid of the demons
That guide him to scars
Gently takes his hand
Makes him draw on his arms
Death , he mused
Life had refused
Where to walk now
He is so confused
And lies that destroyed lust
Ashened black lies in dirt
Forgiven but not forgotten
In dark prisons they lurk
Prisoners of darkness
They weep solitude
Embracing their fate
Another sunrise they refute
And to feed them love
A mistake of the holy
Wise seeks hurt
Impervious of the story
But a mother does worry
If her child lives or not
Thirteen cents
For which he was bought
She loved him and fed him hate
Watched silently and smiled
While he ate
His mouth blood stained
From the flesh of the saints
Imploding the verses he preached
Every rule he ever bleached
Hands of god from heaven
All hell broke loose when they reached
And strangled his very neck
Coldness in his eyes
Staring at the mirrors that don't reflect
Notes (optional)
there was once a little camel he had great big ****
and  it used to wobble went he hit a bump
the camel got a pump and laid across the floor
pumped till it was hard now it dosent wobble anymore
aviisevil Jul 2017
Hey, yo!
Let it go!
There's someone by the door
But are you sure ?
Yeah, why ?

Nothing,
Not any more

But it's still a lore
And like many more

The man in the mirror
Is down, and so outta' control

Ready to explode
Steady to explore

If you don't stop staring back at him
he's gonna explode

And sold,

So, mine to keep
Here and now

He sees me weep

As i stare in his eyes

Inside so deep

I can't leave
I can't breathe
There's somebody here
That's not me

I can't see
He has my eyes
I can't dream

So high and done

I,   and so drunk

I am so drunk

But it Doesn't matter

Here's someone
Who is not me

Here's what I've become

Not me

But that is not what you've been told

You think I'm just cold

Oh,

There's something in my head
doctor I implore

I'm not making stories, I'm six stories up
and i'm trying to jump and fly

I'm not numb, just dumb, but just enough to burn and not be burnt, or i'll die

I've learned so much that i keep looking for the gun

But it Doesn't matter

I, won't lose my funk

Even though all of me is shattered, i'm still having fun

Under the sun, with no place left to run

But I won't lose my funk
But I won't lose my funk

If i have to perish, i'll relish, being a fool and a drunk.


... [ voice starts to fade ]..

I can't breathe
There's someday here
That's not me

I can't see
He has my eyes
I can't dream

So high and done

I, and so drunk

I am so drunk

But it Doesn't matter

Still funk
Still funk

Yeah, cause I'm  not breathing

Yeah, cause I'm not leaving

Oh, can't you hear me screaming

So drunk still a punk

I am still dreaming

Still FUNK.


[Yeah, cause I'm  not breathing

Yeah, cause I'm not leaving, no

Oh, can't you hear me screaming

I am still dreaming

Still FUNK.]


[ part 2]


Hey, yo!
Don't you know there's a show
It's exclusive
And for the only

So elusive and lonely

Trust me,

It's confusing and
You have no money

No honey in your arms

No bed to warm

No place to stay

A face like any other

But with nothing to say

No kingdom to rule
No freedom to crave

Sometimes i wonder if i can swallow the thunder and fade away

I wander, in mind al-ways

In so many ways

Night and day

But I never stay for long

It's as if I don't belong, anywhere

Still here, listening to songs

Good songs, bad songs, sad songs

All day long, with nothing to do

And they keep reminding me of you

And I don't know what to do

Nothing was so much better than this

Oh, now i need a hit

Never been hit like you before

Used to eat them bullets and now i'm just so hollow


And this emptiness is there and it follows
The darkness is here and it'll swallow

Oh, somebody please make me a door

So i can leave this place

It isn't, what it was worth for

[ voice fades ]


Sure, it had it perks but no more
Now it just hurts and then some more

I'm not here to speak but I don't know

How to stop, i'm so annoying, i can hardly watch

Myself from becoming the dread




Oh   , here's another man found dead




He keeps peeking at me through a moment to feel sane

As it lingers

In the mirror, as he , whispers my name


There's something in my head
Oh, doctor I implore

I'm not making stories,
I'm six stories up and i'm trying to jump and fly

I'm not numb, just dumb, but just enough to burn and not be burnt, or i'll die

I've don't want to be in my forties when I start  to cry


I'm not making stories,
I'm six stories up and i'm trying to jump and fly

I'm not numb, just dumb, but just enough to burn and not be burnt, or i'll die


I know everybody worries before the good bye

But there's  no good when you die, and it's all a lie, and it's all why you cry,

no more tries but I can't survive if i'm not alive i'm not here to fight

i'm not here to chase the light i'm not here to be a hero


i'm just tryna' pass this life by

Haha

I can't breathe
There's someday here
That's not me

I can't see
He has my eyes
I can't dream

So high and done

I, and so drunk

I am so drunk

But Dosent matter

Still funk
Still funk

Yeah, cause I'm  not breathing

Yeah, cause I'm not leaving

Oh, can't you hear me screaming

So drunk

I am still dreaming

Still FUNK.

I've learned so much that keep looking for the gun



But it Dosent matter

I won't lose my funk

Even though all of me is shattered, i'm still having fun

Under the sun, with no place left to run

But I won't lose my funk
But I won't lose my funk

If i have to perish, i'll relish, being a fool and a drunk.
life goes on as it should wether bad or wether good
it can change from day today going on its own way
everyday it just moves on until another day as gone
it  revolves goes round and round passes by without a sound
wether bad or wether good life goes on as it should
it goes on and dosent stop just keeps going until you drop.
i have a little budgie and i call him tweet
he his very tidy and keeps cage so neat
he his very fussy  and dosent like a mess
anything he spills puts him in distress
he his always busy. cleaning when he can
it his fun to watch this house proud little man
he polishes his mirror till it gets a sheen
a house proud little budgie i have never seen
kirk Feb 2016
Many houses have been cleaned on ***** window routes
Terraced rows and bungelows and other glass recruits
Customers of differant types some casual, some suits
Pleasent ones and lovely ones, some of them fun hoots

One window shined, revealed behind someones bathroom door
An awful sight giving us a fright, more than we bargained for
We went to clean it was abscene, that horrible thing we saw
Showing his snake was it a mistake, or was he just a *****

Every time we went to clean situations would get worse
We didn't want to catch a glimps, of his ****** immerse
A naked burden it bacame, why was he so perverse
***** windows should remain to conceal that bathroom curse

The anxiousness we both felt, how low he always sank
Unwanted sightings of body flesh and yanking on his plank
Disgusting ways of a deprived mind, so very dark and dank
***** windows are one thing, but not when you ******* ****

We did not want to ascend, with each ladder run to climb
knowing what awaited us we didn't want to see his slime
That bathroom window was regular, he did it every time
His kind of antics should be re-classed as a life of grime

We're not interested in plonker pulling a real discusting stunt
Nakedness we don't want to see, or a nasty shiveled front
Your ***** windows are to much so we will both be blunt
Keep your wanking to yourself and ******* your ***** ****

We don't care how many times, or how much you try
There is no necessitation to see your small **** eye
Confess your sins and tell your wife and don't you effing lie
That you've been bathroom wanking and flashing your cream pie

We told him we're not cleaning, when he dosent wear a stitch
And because he had to ******* **** and treat us like his *****
We're not your pleasure ******, when you've got that certain itch
Your ***** windows we wont clean when your mind is in a ditch

It's time us girls said goodbye you've made us ******* cross
Window cleaners we may be but your not our wanking boss
So now we're gone and you know why, my friend it's adios
And all because you had to flash and have a bathroom toss
A true story about a man on a window cleaning round
peach Nov 2014
how can i even begin to describe the way you make me feel?
they way my heart flutters at the sound of your name.
the way it feels to know that even though i warned you not to fall in love with me, you still dove in, headfirst.
i love you with all of my being.
you are my sun and my moon.
i love the way you caress my arm ever so gently when you feel lonely.
or how you lay your head in my lap when you are tired.
or even how you kiss my collar bones when my body aches.
i love the way you look at me, like im the most wonderful human being you have ever laid eyes on.
and experiencing that kid of love is unforgettable and makes you feel all warm and mushy inside like how christmas feels.
wonderful.
but even then not even that is compared to the love you make me feel.
i want to make you feel my love for you but even if i could show you, it still wouldnt amount to all my love for you.
i thank him for finally allowing me to have someone who makes me happy.
for having someone who dosent allow me to cry myself to sleep.
who makes me not doubt them at all and to trust them with my everything.
i am in love with you
and it is the best feeling in the world.
midnight prague Nov 2010
spoke in love tongue
warmed up in laughter
and then woke up one morning and thought my name
the victim says

one morning when I had taken myself away
from this earth
and burried myself in dirt on another place

anywhere oh anywhere other then this petty little world
where only you and the other soul exsist
in the mist and dew in the evaporation of my wet thoughts
within my thoughts
only inside of you
my mind caressed your blood

my steam runs down your veins
will I ever forgive myself for letting you own my mind
and my smoke circles your face
and clings to our breath
and if suffocating crept
I wouldt even recognize you--
death

when here under a opressors arms

simply delighted melting vigorusly in the diluted charm
oh we are everything
everything
but at the moment it dosent
no it dosent seem wrong
ankit nayar May 2014
the pig named Tabitha,a sweet,impressionable little pig,
dosent know her quarters,front from hind.
Tabitha has a friend,a wild boar named trent,
tis a wonder how he lasted open season.
tabitha lived with farmer ken,he adored tabitha so.
farmer ken smothered tabitha with his love ,
cause ******* he loved tabitha so.
trent the knave,fed on her indecision and led her astray.
pass the farm and you'll hear farmer ken pine,
cause tabitha dosent know her quarters front from hind.
theres a big white owl he sits up on a fence
surrounded by the woodland so very thick and dense
with his eyes so big and a head that spins around
sitting there so quietly he dosent make a sound
he can see for miles when he begins to fly
flying there so gracefully as he hovers in the sky
waiting for his chance to move in for the ****
hovering so gently in the night so still.
Arcassin B Sep 2014
by Arcassin Burnham




staying the night,
was the worst mistake i ever made,
saying i went to a friends house,
was a part of it,
but staying wasnt,

trying not to be caught by her mother,
or an unsignificant other,
if you dont know by now,
in this situation,
yeah nobody dosent,

i need one more visit just to be closer to her,
i need one more visit just to be closer to her,
i need one more visit and i will never see you again.
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2014/09/09one-more-visit-e-x-s-mini-ep.html
kindness as no cost its there to give away
something that is needed every single day
let the kindness show it is there to share
with each and everybody each and everywhere.

give it to the needy and the lonely to
just a little kindness as so much it can do
it dosent have a cost it is there for free
fill the world with kindness the way that it should be
aviisevil Mar 2014
Without a whisper I left my home
And there's no money in my pocket
I left everyone behind now i'm alone
Just one  picture inside my locket

On a road and there's no tomorrow
these miles don't even say goodbye
All these thoughts are now hollow
Eyes just stuck at the night sky

Mountains stand against the time
The old forgotten path leads to another sunrise
At this hour everything is beautiful
World looks so small when i'm this high

This wilderness has consumed me
And i'm lost in different shades of green
I know that life is too short
And there's alot that I still hav'nt seen


I travel beyond what is visible
And I hide where no one else can see
Trapped inside this wall of paradise
I think i've found myself and i'm finally free  

I don't remember what I was before
I can only hear the sound of what i've become
In this bonfire that keeps me warm at night
I think I'm no more than just a shadow of someone


Now I rest upon my throne of loneliness
My very being addicted to this born solitude
Empty spaces are gone and there is no nothingness
Here in this corner of the world I've claimed my refuge

All I remember are the faces on the wall
Mute Voices that are now just a blur  
And it dosent matter that I left them all
It won't haunt me and it dosent hurts

But something inside still aches
Whenever it's too cold, I reach out for an embrace
All of my dreams are now left awake
With dreamy eyes I wonder if they understood my rage


I know they loved me and I loved them back
But I was never the one to live behind a closed door
I know they gave me everything they had
But I didn't wanted to live in those lies  anymore

Now I have no home and no love
But those things I never did seek
In this darkness I reclaim myself
And i now travel even more deep  


To touch the insides of this world
Something pure and untouched by any man
Something beyond these words
Where I can let go of these weights and stand


The morning rays engulf the sky
And there is a touch of magic all around
I feel alive and I don't know why
And one can hear this world breaking in a merry sound

And as I approach these moments
I'm finally at peace and there's a smile I wear
There is so much to take inside now
And I realise there's no true happiness if it can't be shared


Without a whisper I left my home
And there's no money in my torn pocket
I left everyone behind now i'm alone
And they found a picture of me inside my locket
#home #pain #truth #real
theres a spider in my bathroom he is big and hairy
with his big long legs he looks very scary
he sits in a web so big and very round
roaming round his weave he dosent make a sound
his home is the corner over by the door
some times he comes down and walks across the floor
a friendly little chap as friendly as can be
going where he wants too roaming round so free.
Akash mazumdar Apr 2014
Sadness is killing my own character,
past is now a memory and present is the badest chapter,
nothing is well nothing is fine,
all things are like killing me from behind,
pains and aches now are regular,
it dosent mean that it dosent hurt in today's time and i scream within darkness andmy dreams are now going 2 shatter,
dreams are now lost in the scary dark side of my self,
my books are still in the shelf,
from last year,
and the mask of happiness i wear,
to show that i am all fine and all is going regular as a daily daily servivce,of good things m happening in my life and also from them i love and have care,
but i know it's not more than just a imagination of them,
i know what i am going through and no 1 tries 2 help but when,
they will ask for help i'll do for my past's good character's sake,
still m tryin 2 get up but stilli know it's not possible it's fakeDream...
my cat he is disabled his benefits been stopped
because he lives at home his benefits been cropped
he cant claim for food he gets it all of me
they say he dosent need it  because his food is free
with nothing coming in he is in a jam
he will have learn someway he can scam
keissy Mar 2014
diabetes.....dont let it get in you
dont let it work on you
it cant be cure
it will mark youe life for ever!!!
type one ?two?or three?
dosent matter is coz you are not eating helthy food
to much candy? to much sugar?you feel sighnals?
consult your doctor.
dont let it grow!!!
dont let it get in you
dont let it work on you!!!
live comment and fallow!!
Annie Helbrew Aug 2015
Always happy to see me
showers me with kisses
Thats how I know
Im the one she misses
When I've had a bad day
She dosent ask why
She just cuddles closer
In case i need a good cry
We love goofing around
And having fun at play.
We make time for that
Every single day
So its not hard to see
Maybe you've guessed
but my do is more than my friend
She the very best!
She takes my money and ses yeah ***** thats the way
it"s gonna  be.
Took her friends out bought the bar a round and
charged it to me.

Got some brass knuckles  she wears  around her
neck.
wears ten different Engagement rings.
I have to say I belive she love more  than
just me i do suspect.

She dosent care how I am.
She's just wants to know what I got.
Kicked my *** and lit fire to my dog.
God mean chicks are hot.

She couldnt  make are wedding  cause she
was to busy ridding with the hell's angles.
Came back with some new tattoo's hair
all in tangles.

Told me this is the way it's gonna be.
At  well over six foot.
It's pretty funny getting bullyied by a spitfire
Standing in heels at five foot three.

Slept with my sister and taught my grandma  
how to smoke  ***.
I shoukld get ******.
but mean chicks are just so dam hot.
aviisevil Feb 2014
Every word is a mirror
every refelction is full of lies
Her every breath makes her see
What she could never see in her eyes

Every scream is a wall
ecplises all from her sight
Every thought wants to be free
And find him where ever he  hides

Her love is full of pain
Every moment is full of hurt
She stabs herself again and again
But there are only tears and no blood






she waits for her time
For the winds to take her away
Away from all that she knows
She dosent wants to stay
For she has felt too much
It will last her a lifetime
With every touch
She's losing her Mind
Losing herself
She wants to leave it behind
Her heart , her days
Every memory thats dying


Her every tear is a scar
That reminds her of his name
In her arms she holds his cold heart
And she knows she'll never love again  

Her nights are nightmares
And now shes too afraid to sleep
His love still follows her everywhere
And She'll always be his dream to keep

Every word is a mirror
every refelction is full of lies
Her every breath makes her see
What she could never see in her eyes


She still waits for him
To come back in her life
Take her with him
Where she can be alive
All she can do is sing
So he can find his way home
In her arms
Where he'll never be alone
she waits for her time
For the winds to take her away
Away from all that she knows
She dosent wants to stay





  
And you can hear her sing..

'Tears I drop
Are blown away
With the winds
I hope they reach
Where they belong
While I sing
Tears I drop
Are blown away
In search of him
I hope I reach
Where he is now
While I sing'
Notes (optional)
Krystal Hofherr Sep 2014
You can run away from things
You can run from your problems
You can run from your family
Though you'll never run from yourself

You can hide from the things
You can hide from the problems
You can hide from the family
Though you'll never hide from yourself
the froyo May 2011
i was just a feather, drifting on a still lake.
waiting for a long time.
and then a small wooden boat was slowly passing by, gently creeping in.
a man with kind, sweet, loving eyes picked the feather up.

"my, my, my.. how is a feather, so light, and beautiful, not in the sky with a mighty bird? have you cried many story's, and whispered many screams?"

He put the feather in the pocket close to his heart.
rowed all the way home.
the feather looked up and wondered..

"why am i important, i fell because i dont matter anymore, no longer needed. i am not worthy of love.."

And almost if he had herd the feather;

"you are a beautiful thing, just because you were no longer needed, dosent mean you have no other meaning's."

He smiled. and oh his smile was amazing, it was worth more then flying.
then the feather seen the young man, pull out a box
this box looked important, and great.
he opened it and said..

"this box is like my heart.. and i will put you in here, forever. and when i die, the box will live forever. i promise, you will never be alone."
Lydia Sep 2014
I'm allowed to mourn the loss  of my child
And I'm also allowed to talk about it
Just because the topic may be uncomfortable for you
Dosent mean I Should have to stay silent about my experiences
It's called a miscarriage
And 1 in 4 pregnancies turn out this way
And society thinks we should have to remain silent
Go on with our lives
And act like it never happened
But guess what it does happen
And I'm not going to stop talking about it
Because who are you all to tell me to forget and move on
I have every right to remember
I'll always remember
life it is a journey that dosent have an end
a long and winding road with a curve on every bend
a journey we must travel a journey we must take
a road that has decisions  ones that we must make
we must travel forward each and everyday
the paths we have to take are there along the way
it is a rocky climb life has made it so
where our journey ends we never really know

— The End —