"fighti" poems
SHE IS FOREVER, SO HOW CAN I DIE? LOVE FOR ETERNITY, WHY WOULD I LIE? BEAUTIFUL CREATION FROM THE HEAVENLY SKY. SOMETIMES I HAVE TO ASK MYSELF WHY ME WHY? I GIVE IT ALL FOR HER, LOVELY, BREATH TAKING HEART. EARTH NOR ANYTHING COULD EVER TEAR US APART. SHE IS MY GODDESS I WILL SA Y IT AGAIN. RAIN OR SHIHE THIS WILL NEVER ******* END! MY WHO LIFE HAS BEEN DIFFERENT, OH THA T IS FOR SURE. IN THE TRANCE OF THE ABYSS MY SOUL WILL FOREVER LURE. THE MAGICAL GARDENS IN MY HEAD WILL FOREVER CURE. THE CATS AROUND THE GLOBE PER, PER, PERI DARKEST THOUGHTS IN MY MIND GLOW SO BRIGHT. VAMPIRES COME OUT TO PLAY AND THEY LOVE TO BITE. THE STARS IN SPACE WILL LIGHT UP THE NIGHT. US PEACEKEEPERS DON'T BELIEVE IN YOUR GOD **** FIGHTI I NAVIGATE THE SEA SO I CAN LEARN, YOU CAN NEVER BURN. AND WITH THE FLOW OF SOUND YOU CAN NOT DROWN. WIND BLOWS OF THE OCEAN, CHANNELS TO THE TREES. ALL THE WISDOM FROM OTHER WORLDS IS SHARED INSIDE OF ME. YOU BELIEVE IN EVIL SUCH A PITY WASTE OF FLESH. HUMANS ARE SO LOST WHAT A HORRIBLE MESS..
Dec 27, 2014
Dec 27, 2014 at 10:30 PM UTC
I have tally marks slice all up my wrist
My arm, and my legs, a lined up list
Each ****** carving is a count
For every heart stabbing doubt
Short cuts arent always the answer
But neither are banaged broke bridges
I have counted how many times I've be slaughtered
I've kept track, the scars should prove it
Hiding the ****** count is as difficult as hiding a murdered body
We cover it with long sleeves and jeans...
And even when people see them, 99% of them dont give a dang
....Very few have said anything
...and those who have...
I know truly love .e til the very day I die....
It's time to stop counting...
And time to start looking up a d walking forward
And let the scars show
Yes they are a reminder of the pain
But also a reminder of
WHAT I AM FIGHTI F AGAINST TO BE!!!!
Jan 10, 2019
Jan 10, 2019 at 11:58 PM UTC