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Lovey Aug 2015

Strength

I have gone through the pain those whom are close know.
I have endured it all.
Theres those whom pity me or my life.
I ask for no pity of those.
Nor sadness.
I only ask as of eyes upon my passion.
My life.
It is not one to say its well.
Its not quite easy but ive dealt.
I may have broken but i musnt say im no queen.
I may feel deep pain from a time, A time called the past.
I've learned.
My past is not to consume whom I am.
My past is a story.
Its my pain i hold yes.
It still hurts me to the present day.
I've come to know my pain dearly well.
But i've turned pain.
Death defying pain into wisdom and strength.
Ive become the queen i was.
I've only became stronger through the time being.
Pain kills but also heals.

-Lovey

#love #pain #time #past #fight #strength #me #wisdom #queen #lovey

rashaad mythology21 Oct 2013

Dont quit

when things go wrong as they sometimes will when the road your trudging seems all up hill. When funds are low and the debts are high you want to smile but you have to sigh. When care is pressing you down abit rest if you must but dont you quit.

Life is qwere with its twists and turns as everyone of us sometimes learns. And many a faliure has turned about, when they might have won had they stuck it out. Dont give up though the pay seems slow you may succeed with another blow. Often the goal is nearer thanit seems to have fainted the faulterirng man.
Often the strugler has given up when he might of captured the victors cup and he learned to late when the night slipped down how close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out the silver tint of the clouds of doubt and you never can tell how close you are you may be near when it seems so far so stick to the fight when your heart is thick.
Its when things seem worse when you musnt give up.

rashaad mythology21 Oct 2013

Dont quit

when things go wrong as they sometimes will when the road your trudging seems all up hill. When funds are low and the debts are high you want to smile but you have to sigh. When care is pressing you down abit rest if you must but dont you quit.

Life is qwere with its twists and turns as everyone of us sometimes learns. And many a faliure has turned about, when they might have won had they stuck it out. Dont give up though the pay seems slow you may succeed with another blow. Often the goal is nearer thanit seems to have fainted the faulterirng man.
Often the strugler has given up when he might of captured the victors cup and he learned to late when the night slipped down how close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out the silver tint of the clouds of doubt and you never can tell how close you are you may be near when it seems so far so stick to the fight when your heart is thick.
Its when things seem worse when you musnt give up.

rashaad mythology21 Oct 2013

Dont quit

when things go wrong as they sometimes will when the road your trudging seems all up hill. When funds are low and the debts are high you want to smile but you have to sigh. When care is pressing you down abit rest if you must but dont you quit.

Life is qwere with its twists and turns as everyone of us sometimes learns. And many a faliure has turned about, when they might have won had they stuck it out. Dont give up though the pay seems slow you may succeed with another blow. Often the goal is nearer thanit seems to have fainted the faulterirng man.
Often the strugler has given up when he might of captured the victors cup and he learned to late when the night slipped down how close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out the silver tint of the clouds of doubt and you never can tell how close you are you may be near when it seems so far so stick to the fight when your heart is thick.
Its when things seem worse when you musnt give up.

rashaad mythology21 Oct 2013

Dont quit

when things go wrong as they sometimes will when the road your trudging seems all up hill. When funds are low and the debts are high you want to smile but you have to sigh. When care is pressing you down abit rest if you must but dont you quit.

Life is qwere with its twists and turns as everyone of us sometimes learns. And many a faliure has turned about, when they might have won had they stuck it out. Dont give up though the pay seems slow you may succeed with another blow. Often the goal is nearer thanit seems to have fainted the faulterirng man.
Often the strugler has given up when he might of captured the victors cup and he learned to late when the night slipped down how close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out the silver tint of the clouds of doubt and you never can tell how close you are you may be near when it seems so far so stick to the fight when your heart is thick.
Its when things seem worse when you musnt give up.

rashaad mythology21 Oct 2013

Dont quit

when things go wrong as they sometimes will when the road your trudging seems all up hill. When funds are low and the debts are high you want to smile but you have to sigh. When care is pressing you down abit rest if you must but dont you quit.

Life is qwere with its twists and turns as everyone of us sometimes learns. And many a faliure has turned about, when they might have won had they stuck it out. Dont give up though the pay seems slow you may succeed with another blow. Often the goal is nearer thanit seems to have fainted the faulterirng man.
Often the strugler has given up when he might of captured the victors cup and he learned to late when the night slipped down how close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out the silver tint of the clouds of doubt and you never can tell how close you are you may be near when it seems so far so stick to the fight when your heart is thick.
Its when things seem worse when you musnt give up.

Liyah Marie May 2014

Darling, I still miss it.

I look down at my arm, there's a scared wrist but no fresh cuts. I look down at my thighs and there were no burns recently snuck. I came along way and I seen a loy of better days.

The sun is out for its first time and as I place my hands on my cheeks theyre finally dry. But I still miss it... I still miss it..

Who could ever save me from he world I seem to always go back to? Who could ever be my rehab for the addiction my demons make me do? Could it be you? Could it be you that makes all my gray skies blue? And could it be you to blind all my old scars so they can never see the new?

But with the fantasies I been visiting, I dont understand why I still miss it. And with the fantasies I been visiting I dont understand why Im scared to live life happy like this. Is it because my skies never stay blue before? Is it because my scars never stay old for a day or more? Whatever it is its got me... because I still miss it. I still miss it..

Darling goodbye id hate for you to see me this way. Darling goodbye you musnt see me bleeding today. Im sorry that I still miss it.. darling im sorry that I will always miss it.

Cutting never ends, even if you know youre hurting the person you love most.

Luca C Sep 2019

Tired

Maybe I'm tired.
What if I told you I couldn't remember the last time I've gotten more than seven hourse of sleep?
Would you believe me?
I could be lying to you.
I could be lying about staying up, starring at my ceiling with bloodshot eyes, thinking about what a girl, with purple hair and a heart, that once used to be so cold, told me words that i never wanted to hear.
Even if it might have only been in a dream
Evenifitdidntmakemefeelanything
Imtootired
Tofeelanything
Maybe you'd believe me if I described it with intricate detail?
How
The air was cold and the blanket I slept with didnt quite cover my shoulders or my feet
How the coldness touching my skin
Just matched the temperature
Inside my chest
and how
The side of my bed dipped from
Broken metal springs
Just like my bones
That felt close to dust
Because of the exhaustion
Dripping
Off of my being
How
the red numbers on my alarm clock were six minutes too far
From the present
and
How the metal rings on my right hand
Cut into
My skin
But not enough to break the surface
How the hours passed
And i did not blink
I could not look
Away
From the glowing stars I so oh
Deperately wanted to return to
To recycle myself into this earth
And maybe have a slight chance
Of giving back
Some
Of all that I have taken from it
If
It meant
I wouldnt be so tired
But I could be lying.
I could be.
What if I am?
If I told you I was, would you believe me?
Maybe not
Because only someone who has felt like that can put it into pretty words? So I musnt be lying?

This is the age of sin. But you choose the lens you look at the world through

#sleep #tired #sad #liar #lying #truth #dying #words #cold #poetry

Maxine Nov 2018

Change

As a tear rolled down my eye
I stopped to look around
For I had to say goodbye

This was the life I'd known
These were the boarders of my life
These four walls were what I called home

I'm starting a new chapter in my book
Going on a new adventure in life
No matter whats behind me, I musnt look

It doesn't do well to dwell on the past
Because even if we do look back
Our future is coming, and its coming fast.

While there was love, laughter, and sometimes anger
I hope that you'll never in my life be a stranger.

#change #new #hope #past #future

Nevaeh Lynn Jan 2019

B O Y

Boys can go either way
They can make you laugh
They can try and play a game.
Make you cry and feel alone
And love the sound of your own name
There was a boy who did both
And im not ashamed
That i used to love this boy
Until he put me in pain
And still i tried
And ignored my cries
Until i saw the signs
And saw the game was played
And althought i tried to be fine
I just couldnt stay.
And now theres a different boy.
One who makes me smile
In way that makes me see
That its been awhile.
Im not saying im in love,
Or even fully in like
But its nice to talk to a boy
Who can Brighten my dark night.
I know i musnt rush it
Or try and choose my fate
But lets just truly hope
That good things come to those who wait.

Hey its been awhile. Heres a new poem. Sorry ive been going through alot. And now im getting better :)

Samantha Cunha Jul 2020

the muse

I warn the lost soul
On the desolate road-
For he musnt follow
The muse.

I speak ***** syllables
Of truth- for the muse
Wanders lost, seeks
Yet is never sought.

The muse is a femme fatale
An alluring temptress
Of the night

You Seek her illusions
With unclear foresight

Jesse Jones Mar 2021

Eternal Reminiscence

My lips begin to quiver
with the rhythm of my trembling brain,
Crestfallen & bewildered,
craving all answers,
the truth,
how it can be changed.

I recall all the memories
of a different us,
longing to be together,
doing everything & nothing
to let love flourish.

Moving on is too difficult,
it is impossible to win her back.
I musnt do both,
yet i can not choose.

There is a third option.
for the moment,
for eternity,
reminiscing.

When communication dies out,
when infatuation fades.
promises were broken,
hearts forced to follow.

Our two souls drifted apart,
mine forever chasing.
I long for the love we shared,
for the feelings you gave.

No more memories will be made,
Or moments shared.
intentions of mine stay,
promises of mine kept,

My heart,
forever & ever,
yours.

Hi guys, this is the first poem I've ever written, some criticism would be appreciated. I feel is is a bit wordy and hard to read.

Jay earnest May 2020

Kmart

Little blue baby feet are crawling towards you and the door is shut
GOO GOO GAH GAHH
It ***** on your blood and shrinks your body down to a prune,
The feeding season musnt
Be disturbed

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