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"needin" poems
So its the weekend ...the deep end time for chillin ...beerin and feeding our souls room for sleeping ...wantin and needin time out watch some footy eat me breaky and drink lots of tea grab me hangover ...drink some oj ..eat me eggy on toast sunday dinner ...roasty tattys and beef on the bone Hovis ...salmon sarnies or leftovers me boast time of argues ..family values and shoutin each out time for reason ,time for grandpas and cousins to visit afar So the weekend ..what a weekend time for monday morning blues
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Feb 11, 2011
Feb 11, 2011 at 6:54 AM UTC
whot weekend
Two screws in a week have turned loose. Upholstery? It's needin' a boost. So off to the carpenter's place, A quick calming break from the rat-race. The best looking go daily, you know. Always ready for their final show Though weekly's required to keep ruddy and clear, Pity those going but twice a year. Seems like he can fix in a jiff A heart that has hardened too stiff; And when soul's window pane Has grown cloudy again, He'll wash it and call it a gift!
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Nov 28, 2012
Nov 28, 2012 at 11:37 PM UTC
The Carpenter's Place
V1 Oh, how the moon shines on me tonight Always needin' some stimuli Gettin' used to it, you say to me Just another life under the stars. Chorus Love to ride the see-saw Yes, love to ride the see-ee-saw You love to ride the see-saw Up, down....up, down..... Up, down....oh up, down. Rode it many times Always get away Always flying high in the sky to lo-o-ve! V2 Tomorrow, we ride the rhythm of another wave Lying, facing each other, so close Silently staring into each other's eyes Nothing said, 'cos words fail soooo bad! CHORUS V3 Listening out so well for your steps Don't be such a fool, it's only a car Kiss your feet and touch your heart We need to ride our chakra together. Chorus Love to ride the see-saw Yes, love to ride the see-ee-saw You love to ride the see-saw. Up, down....up, down..... Up, down....oh up, down. Rode it many times Always get away Always flying high in the sky to love. S T, 02 June 2013
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Jun 2, 2013
Jun 2, 2013 at 8:19 AM UTC
RIDE THE SEE-SAW
I said HEY **** BEARER HURRY UP WITH THE CLEANING THERE'S DISHES NEEDIN TO GET DONE ! ... And I GOT SOME FRIENDS COMIN OVER SO REST UP SOME OF EM MIGHT BE HORNEY AND THEY LIKE YA SO BE READY-- ---- She said Ya know I'm gettin tired a this! I ain't gonna take it for more than Another decade or two! -- GEEZ I said Ya musta been readin them liberated Kids on hello poetry! They only take abuse two Maybe three Years at most Before movin on ta Another abuser ! She started cryin Said she wouldn't read it any more And begged for forgiveness I didn't give her none It woulda just confused her Bein a mere **** bearer Ya know
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May 11, 2013
May 11, 2013 at 9:15 PM UTC
Love song for the emotionally impoverished
I used to live in an oasis It seemed all around me, was nothing but smoke Well, as soon as winds picked up It blew away the mirage and left me with a ghost So I wandered deserts for a time It was a pleasure to burn Ya know, ships at a distance Have every man’s wish on board They say no one’s ever made it to her heart. I say no one’s ever tried. I swallowed sand and fever I traversed the stones of old Harpies sang their silver songs But my lust it runs for gold So I walked the withered path And I paved a road of veracity As I approached her garden’s gates My chest pounded with audacity They say no one’s ever made it to her heart All who journey past here die My heart pounds! And it pounds! Baby let me in! I’ve got something, that you’re needin’ I can feel the iron crackin, I can hear the metal move, I can see the emeralds glisten, And not a moment too soon! They say no one’s ever made it to her heart. I say no one else is me.
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Jun 7, 2013
Jun 7, 2013 at 1:55 PM UTC
No One Else
Livin' my nights... Dreamin'! Layin' in my empty bed, All alone- Wishin' I could reach over And pull you close to me- Rememberin' the nights When you were, once mine. Those nights of bein' With you~ As close as we could be! Wantin' you, needin' you, Kissin' you, holdin' you, Lovin' you, feelin' you, Touchin' you, tastin' you, Desirin' you, achin' for you~ Now I'm dreamin' My nights' away- Wishin' for times again When I wasn't so lonely! When I had you, For once, as mine~ The way I'd long For your kisses, to see you, To be with you, to touch you again! I wanted to be Your everythin'! Now I'm Wishin' I was Your somethin'; Your someone! Your someone~ To dream with, share with, To hold for always. And To chase away Those empty lonely nights'. Fillin' my dreams With everythin' I've dreamed of wantin' in you! You're my tears! Tears I wouldn't shed If you were finally mine! Don't you wanna Hold me, feel me, Touch me, kiss me- Once again? Reachin' for you- Wantin' you in my arms As we'd lie together! Searchin' to feel for you, Needin' to feel Your heart beatin', Feelin' your breath Against my bare skin- Yearnin' for your arms to be Drawin' me beside you. Hearin' you sigh- Lettin' a moan escape From my dreams, (day and night) As I remember the times We shared! Lovin' the way You felt beside me- The way I felt Beside you~ Achin' for the ways You'd be touchin' me, teasin' me, Pleasin' me, kissin' me, Wantin' me, needin' me- As I do you! Makin' me feel Whole and complete! Will I ever Feel you this way Again? Or is it all now Just a recent Dream? Livin' my nights away Dreamin' of you- Til you are, once again Mine! 2007 COPYRIGHT; Sabrina Denise Healey, ~Angelmom~
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Jan 9, 2015
Jan 9, 2015 at 10:53 PM UTC
Livin' My Nights~
Livin' my nights... Dreamin'! Layin' in my empty bed, All alone- Wishin' I could reach over And pull you close to me- Rememberin' the nights When you were, once mine. Those nights of bein' With you~ As close as we could be! Wantin' you, needin' you, Kissin' you, holdin' you, Lovin' you, feelin' you, Touchin' you, tastin' you, Desirin' you, achin' for you~ Now I'm dreamin' My nights' away- Wishin' for times again When I wasn't so lonely! When I had you, For once, as mine~ The way I'd long For your kisses, to see you, To be with you, to touch you again! I wanted to be Your everythin'! Now I'm Wishin' I was Your somethin'; Your someone! Your someone~ To dream with, share with, To hold for always. And To chase away Those empty lonely nights'. Fillin' my dreams With everythin' I've dreamed of wantin' in you! You're my tears! Tears I wouldn't shed If you were finally mine! Don't you wanna Hold me, feel me, Touch me, kiss me- Once again? Reachin' for you- Wantin' you in my arms As we'd lie together! Searchin' to feel for you, Needin' to feel Your heart beatin', Feelin' your breath Against my bare skin- Yearnin' for your arms to be Drawin' me beside you. Hearin' you sigh- Lettin' a moan escape From my dreams, (day and night) As I remember the times We shared! Lovin' the way You felt beside me- The way I felt Beside you~ Achin' for the ways You'd be touchin' me, teasin' me, Pleasin' me, kissin' me, Wantin' me, needin' me- As I do you! Makin' me feel Whole and complete! Will I ever Feel you this way Again? Or is it all now Just a recent Dream? Livin' my nights away Dreamin' of you- Til you are, once again Mine! 2007 COPYRIGHT; Sabrina Denise Healey, ~Angelmom~
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on the outside, nobody'd ever known he was unhappy. he had his mother's eyes, soft and blue, reminded me of babies for some reason. he used to pop in every now and then to give me the news, gossip he'd heard at school that day, the what-not. i was real sick at the time, mama had to keep me hidden away sometimes, ya know, i think she was a little ashamed seeing how it was a little her fault. i didn't blame her for nothin' though. anyways, he came and went as he pleased, nice boy he was. used to wrap me up in a blanket and wheel me onto the porch so we could watch the cars and the rich folk with dogs jog right on by, like they ain't never seen a girl with no hair and a boy as handsome as he was. we was a regular spectacle, a bonafide freak show, and them people they always gonna talk, but he told me that the only people that listen are the ones doin' the talkin', and that ain't us, so we ain't listenin'. i didn't find out about his daddy until about a month after it happened, for some reason people have a hard time telling someone who's dying that somebody died, can you believe that? he stopped comin' around so much after that, figured it was 'cause a his mama (with the eyes) needin' extra help round the house. weeks, maybe even a month went by 'fore i saw him again, but he wasn't the same boy, and i sure as hell wasn't the same girl. he looked at me, with them eyes, as if he'd just lost the lottery. ya know, he sat me down and told me that he couldn't be around me no more, seeing as how i was dyin' and all. ( i thought that was pretty dumb, i may be dyin' but i ain't dead yet) he held my hand in his, his was a little clammy, i think 'cause he was so sad and all. we sat there for a few minutes, hand in hand, thinkin' bout life and death, and the johnny carson show. now, he never said nothin', but i think he loved me. i never got to find out the truth though. he disappeared after that day, nobody heard from him, his mama was all outta sorts. i think he left town, couldn't stand seein' people lookin' at him and me all the time, the bonafide freakshow, couldn't stand bein' round his broken mama. doesn't really matter where he went off to, he was gone just the same. some days, when im sittin' on the porch, wrapped up in a blanket, waiting to die, i feel his clammy hand holdin' mine. you see, when you don't have much left to live for, it's people like him that save you.
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Dec 19, 2011
Dec 19, 2011 at 1:58 AM UTC
the boy with the thorn in his side
on the outside, nobody'd ever known he was unhappy. he had his mother's eyes, soft and blue, reminded me of babies for some reason. he used to pop in every now and then to give me the news, gossip he'd heard at school that day, the what-not. i was real sick at the time, mama had to keep me hidden away sometimes, ya know, i think she was a little ashamed seeing how it was a little her fault. i didn't blame her for nothin' though. anyways, he came and went as he pleased, nice boy he was. used to wrap me up in a blanket and wheel me onto the porch so we could watch the cars and the rich folk with dogs jog right on by, like they ain't never seen a girl with no hair and a boy as handsome as he was. we was a regular spectacle, a bonafide freak show, and them people they always gonna talk, but he told me that the only people that listen are the ones doin' the talkin', and that ain't us, so we ain't listenin'. i didn't find out about his daddy until about a month after it happened, for some reason people have a hard time telling someone who's dying that somebody died, can you believe that? he stopped comin' around so much after that, figured it was 'cause a his mama (with the eyes) needin' extra help round the house. weeks, maybe even a month went by 'fore i saw him again, but he wasn't the same boy, and i sure as hell wasn't the same girl. he looked at me, with them eyes, as if he'd just lost the lottery. ya know, he sat me down and told me that he couldn't be around me no more, seeing as how i was dyin' and all. ( i thought that was pretty dumb, i may be dyin' but i ain't dead yet) he held my hand in his, his was a little clammy, i think 'cause he was so sad and all. we sat there for a few minutes, hand in hand, thinkin' bout life and death, and the johnny carson show. now, he never said nothin', but i think he loved me. i never got to find out the truth though. he disappeared after that day, nobody heard from him, his mama was all outta sorts. i think he left town, couldn't stand seein' people lookin' at him and me all the time, the bonafide freakshow, couldn't stand bein' round his broken mama. doesn't really matter where he went off to, he was gone just the same. some days, when im sittin' on the porch, wrapped up in a blanket, waiting to die, i feel his clammy hand holdin' mine. you see, when you don't have much left to live for, it's people like him that save you.
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Rockin' myself to sleep Cryin' ever so softly Fightin' with our blankets Tryin' to find your warmth Thinkin' of you only Needin' you deeply Lovin' you forever & always Achin' for you to kiss & hold me hatin' how I torture myself Worryin' about you not bein' here Havin' cramps inside Takin' a deep breath to calm myself Screamin' in my mind Knowin' I can't be near you Breakin' up inside Crashin' down so hard Wakin' up; my arms still empty Feelin' so tired & alone Drivin' myself crazy Waitin' for you to be back home 2014 Copyright; Sabrina Denise Healey, ~Angelmom~
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Jan 16, 2015
Jan 16, 2015 at 6:30 PM UTC
Rockin' & Waitin'~
* from all of the demons i am fightin' i myself am the biggest one of them 'cause out of all of those trials sent by Him none of them as bein' as frightenin' that choice be upon me where to headin' tho roads are made able by only Him onto which desire shall i chase a whim when knowin' does make life more uplightenin' forever condemned by my strides within knowin' myself needin' to be workin' for when i shall change my mind of thinkin' owin' none but positive vibes all-in 'cause yes indeed, my own devil am i but not when changin' visions of my eyes ** ..love always...* عرفان بن يوسف © AH 23/04/1437 **
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Feb 3, 2016
Feb 3, 2016 at 11:08 AM UTC
..my beloved devil...
I'd a pluck a fair rose for my love I'd a pluck a red rose blowin' Love's in my heart, i'm tryin' so to prove What your heart's knowin' I'd a pluck a finger on a thorn I'd a pluck a finger bleedin' Red is my heart, wounded and forlorn And your heart needin' I'd a hold a finger to my tongue I'd a hold a finger waitin' My heart is sore, until it joins in song With your heart matin'
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Dec 28, 2016
Dec 28, 2016 at 8:05 AM UTC
Red Rose (song from Poldark)
Out with the old And in with the new I'm rather sick of you And your shade of blue So pack your bags and keep walking it Because these moccosins are wearing awful thin, These shoes can't take the softenin' So I'm stuck scraping the **** off of them Where's the coffin when; you're needin' one I didn't see the gum before I stepped in it Now I'm left with it- on the bottem of my soul And your diamonds are still coal so I'm still cold To any bull that you throw, Because the catch is I can catch its, truth As long as any tooth stuck to the roof Of your mouth screams out about How it's living a lie and giving the blind False hopes through all scopes That have you in their sights And sleep with you at nights; When you're leaving your side Of my bed freezing- I can only hope That one day your secrets, Will become your regrets And your defects, Will become your respects. Until then I keep my hand raised In the background; in case my sound Will ever be found, but it seems too loud For me to come around- So I keep my distance And put my name on the guest list Like I'm just another "friend" Looking to the future And having faith in the end, Like you won't be another "again"
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Aug 15, 2010
Aug 15, 2010 at 4:33 AM UTC
Dead Horse Beaten
i been to the city but now the city is gone i used to walk streets lookin for alleys where the young lovers were making love but now the alleys are filled with the garbage with the  ex-soldiers filled with the drugs i been to the city but now the city is gone an you too you too you stopped singin you stopped breathin you stopped searchin you stopped bein you stopped needin you now only take you stopped seeing you are on the make i been to your mirror but now your mirror is broken you took off your clothes an offered me one last token one last token of ...what? down in your alley there's only garbage only ex-soldiers and angel-dust cause your pity is gone an the city is gone and your breathin is gone and your song and your searchin an gone is your love -- i been to the city but now the city is gone i used to walk streets lookin for alleys where the young lovers were making love but now the alleys are filled with the garbage with the  ex-soldiers filled with the drugs i been to the city but now the city is gone
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Aug 19, 2010
Aug 19, 2010 at 3:51 PM UTC
city
Grass does grow green in Spring. Snowmelt's been done, drawn out. Aye, how you all feign complacency. (I kiss men at dusk in the street light.) I've been restless all night, goin' on about them rimed hearts and their timely, metered whispers in ears: *O' they say he's got a stellar mind but that his bones carry weights unkind and unknown to the modern man's heart.* *O' they say we'll never know just how hard he fell; he loved you then and now he spends his days aching from rapt thoughts.* *O' they say he's bound to collapse in but what do they know of whisperin' and weights of wanting– So heavy still!* You hold them pages to the flames, what delusions! Hearts be weighted with bells and ringing. You've wrapped thoughts 'round index and thumb, such confusion– Heavy-weighted with iron shavings. You never go far for anything. You're wont to be needin' some more swell. You see the water run from the well. And everyone here is moving a bit too slow. And I'm getting a bit too restless. And every day passes without something to show– And I am feeling rather restless. I was just a'pacin' through them woods. I'm prone to be wantin' some more swell. I have drank the water from the well. No, I was just a'snappin' down on some smoked skin. And everyone since drives me straight moot. No, I was just ponderin' that moment– Some sin! Yea, every day since I've felt clumsy. They'd call it a whoopsy-daisy slip into loose and hazy days and nights. Whip-lashing from nails; scratches down backs. There ain't no more whistlin' nay howlin' in this place. Hush now, until the well runs bone-dry. There ain't no wratch who's been wretch'd out like you– Some chase! Hush'd and still, this well's gone and ran dry.
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Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 1:41 AM UTC
Restless
Grass does grow green in Spring. Snowmelt's been done, drawn out. Aye, how you all feign complacency. (I kiss men at dusk in the street light.) I've been restless all night, goin' on about them rimed hearts and their timely, metered whispers in ears: *O' they say he's got a stellar mind but that his bones carry weights unkind and unknown to the modern man's heart.* *O' they say we'll never know just how hard he fell; he loved you then and now he spends his days aching from rapt thoughts.* *O' they say he's bound to collapse in but what do they know of whisperin' and weights of wanting– So heavy still!* You hold them pages to the flames, what delusions! Hearts be weighted with bells and ringing. You've wrapped thoughts 'round index and thumb, such confusion– Heavy-weighted with iron shavings. You never go far for anything. You're wont to be needin' some more swell. You see the water run from the well. And everyone here is moving a bit too slow. And I'm getting a bit too restless. And every day passes without something to show– And I am feeling rather restless. I was just a'pacin' through them woods. I'm prone to be wantin' some more swell. I have drank the water from the well. No, I was just a'snappin' down on some smoked skin. And everyone since drives me straight moot. No, I was just ponderin' that moment– Some sin! Yea, every day since I've felt clumsy. They'd call it a whoopsy-daisy slip into loose and hazy days and nights. Whip-lashing from nails; scratches down backs. There ain't no more whistlin' nay howlin' in this place. Hush now, until the well runs bone-dry. There ain't no wratch who's been wretch'd out like you– Some chase! Hush'd and still, this well's gone and ran dry.
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We’re breathin’ hot air Talkin’ ‘bout class warfare But the poor they don’t care 'Cause politics don’t mean nothin’ When you’re needin’ somethin’ To end your despair They ain’t readin’ Intellectual half-witted bleedin’ Who go home smilin’ It don’t take much thinkin’ For you to be realizin’ The lies ain’t worth chokin’ When you see the same beggin’ On the dyin’ corner You get to wonderin’ Why do they keep pleadin’ If it ain’t good or is it just somethin’ They can’t stop repeatin’? It’s a thinkin’ man who knows That even with nice clothes You can’t sleep all that well ‘Cause he sees the endin’ Of the ******** dreamin' He’s been trying to sell What you can say Is you really don’t know why Except maybe you should try Maybe the poor man is better off ‘Cause he ain’t worryin’ ‘bout pride Or recollectin' his last lie They keep pollutin’ And we keep losin’ No matter how hard your workin’ It’s an insider’s creation And a suckers frustration ‘Cause the chads got no salvation
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May 11, 2012
May 11, 2012 at 8:52 PM UTC
21st Century Politikin' Blues
I'm getting sick & frickin' tired Of how I'm NOT livin' Disenchanted by all the chances That I'm NOT given It's not that I'm weak Or that I'm not driven Not that I can't do Or that I'm not willin' And not now & not ever Did I want to be a burden It just ***** at times when Hind-sight is your better vision But I'm still steppin' up & tryin' 'cuz it's me and I have that ambition Wild when I wanna be Always questioning authority Eyes wide open 'cuz I wanna see What this life of mine has for me… And I'm just so ****** tired Of needin' to be forgiven I can't do for myself And you expectin' me to do For you and feedin' your addiction I love you just so you know This was NOT how this was S'posed to go Nothin' in this life is free I'm spent but you still look to me Like it's my job to fix your pain And keep you from sleepin' in the rain There's only so much I can do The time has come for you to fix you.
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Jun 17, 2013
Jun 17, 2013 at 1:58 AM UTC
'Rapping' Paper - Sick Me and Tired You
Give me a moment before the beat drops and we hip hop Give me a moment back in time... Give me a moment--before poets needed mic stands When God was worshipped over rock n roll bands Give me a moment where the world was once yours and it was once mine Cause I'm needin a moment --A moment in time Give me a moment-- where the only light was the sun When there was no imitation gods, just the true living One Give me a moment-- before cliches and celebrated pop stars Before labels on people instead of labels on jars Give me a moment--when there was no need for King and Queen, When two peple worshipped one supreme being Give me a moment -- of way back then How we would live, to start over again Give me a moment when nature sang its song And you could just listen to it all day long..   So I pause.. Cause I'm needin a moment to put me into focus Cause this world done lost its mind So please, give me a moment A moment in time
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Apr 18, 2014
Apr 18, 2014 at 10:33 PM UTC
Give Me A Moment
"The past, is simply that, the past. Needin only reminiscent conversation, thought, and it's memories to define it's now intangible existence. The future: the steadily approaching notion of an end. The future is inevitable, but all the whilst, malleable, which in turn gives us the human right and personal authority to freewill. Futures catalyst of persistence, makes it's malleability the fundamental aspect of progression or retrogression. The choice is there for the creating, but be warned. Once the future morphs into the now, the thoughtless actions or lack there of, in that passing moment when the future becomes reality then becomes the past, cannot be rewritten nor forgotten and directly impacts your future. Perspicaciousness and bein nonprecipitative are omnipotent when contemplating the future." - Me
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Feb 20, 2014
Feb 20, 2014 at 4:46 PM UTC
The Past
Whispers in the dark Yet they're screaming out my name. I'm sorry, I just don't care about you anymore. Needin' the shine of the stars To guide me on my way. Back home, I'm wrecked again. Glad you had a good time. But the party's over now. And you're still hungover... You got high off those **** whispers right? I think you're just too love drunk to tell the difference. Bring it on, I'll gather all my soldiers And we'll go to war. Quit sweet talking baby. You'll get run over. Tell me this isn't what you wanted And I'll bring you those whispers again. So let the battle begin Head down the side streets of suicide It's all too much isn't it baby All to much for you to take. And you're running, running, You're running for cover, for your life. So let the battle begin. Coping with the wounds, Bleeding out your sorrow. I'm not sorry for ending you. I loved the way you made me feel. Holding in all the bad in life. Led me on my way. Back home, I'm wrecked again. Not there to clean it all up. Left alone in the new light... You're looking for a new high Find Satan for me will you? I've got to say something to him. Come and get me baby, Drag me back. I've been waiting to fight. And maybe to end it all. Try to cut my wrists again. You'll be the one who ends up bleeding. And you ain't got nowhere to hide, Go ahead and take shelter in the open baby. So let the battle begin. Head down the side streets of suicide It's all too much isn't it baby? And you're running, running You're running for cover, for your life So let the battle begin.
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Jun 15, 2013
Jun 15, 2013 at 3:06 AM UTC
Take Cover in the Open
Whispers in the dark Yet they're screaming out my name. I'm sorry, I just don't care about you anymore. Needin' the shine of the stars To guide me on my way. Back home, I'm wrecked again. Glad you had a good time. But the party's over now. And you're still hungover... You got high off those **** whispers right? I think you're just too love drunk to tell the difference. Bring it on, I'll gather all my soldiers And we'll go to war. Quit sweet talking baby. You'll get run over. Tell me this isn't what you wanted And I'll bring you those whispers again. So let the battle begin Head down the side streets of suicide It's all too much isn't it baby All to much for you to take. And you're running, running, You're running for cover, for your life. So let the battle begin. Coping with the wounds, Bleeding out your sorrow. I'm not sorry for ending you. I loved the way you made me feel. Holding in all the bad in life. Led me on my way. Back home, I'm wrecked again. Not there to clean it all up. Left alone in the new light... You're looking for a new high Find Satan for me will you? I've got to say something to him. Come and get me baby, Drag me back. I've been waiting to fight. And maybe to end it all. Try to cut my wrists again. You'll be the one who ends up bleeding. And you ain't got nowhere to hide, Go ahead and take shelter in the open baby. So let the battle begin. Head down the side streets of suicide It's all too much isn't it baby? And you're running, running You're running for cover, for your life So let the battle begin.
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after all we are all that is here the liars speak you don't have to listen aint no lover worth it aint no good comin to only some of us we are here -- i know you well, girl you need more than me -- we are all that is here the dance the only show needin more than "someone" hero warrior you are with me -- aint no lover worth it aint no good comin to only some of us we are here
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Oct 6, 2010
Oct 6, 2010 at 1:53 PM UTC
we
By:D.E.T Forgive me For not being perfect Or worth it Forgive me for my mistakes That made you get the shakes And aches Just know I wish I could leave all behind me So, one could find me Cuz all the part of past Is nothin' but thrash That should be burning in the ash Sorry, mom for not passing My words to somebody When all I felt was like a nobody Sometimes all I ask for Was one word To make me get inspired So, it could make me wanna go higher But all I felt was tire Yes, mother I admire You for your hard work But I don't think you see my point Sometimes I'm needin' a hug from you mom To make me feel calm Cuz can't you see this terror In my eyes Sometimes I feel like I am dying Inside But I hide it Inside You got me here trying Out for crying Cuz honestly I'm scared of drying But still I chill Cuz I happen to remember when I was in the hospital You fought to make things possible While people declared me dead Yeah, you stood there In the hospital Making things possible And you were so, unstoppable Yeah, you fought for my life And line
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Jan 13, 2016
Jan 13, 2016 at 1:25 AM UTC
Mistakes
Mmm wishin I was sleeping under the stars in someone's arms and living in the now, not in my math class or my empty bedroom or my part time job. I'm wishin I was driving down the coast where the ocean is as vast as the possibilities ahead of me. I'm hopin I'll wake up in a new city with a camera and suitable walking shoes so I can meander and document my days the way they should be. Really just hopin to break the cycle and find myself so engrossed with travel and bliss and love for what's happening in the moment and embracing it for what it is. I'm needin the sunshine and skinny dipping by moonlight and reading big books under trees and singing my favorite songs with a big, real smile on my face. I'm wishin the woods could be my home and the stars could be my map to happiness and your hands could teach me a thing or two. I want to kiss the sunsets and chase them down and wake up the next day to endless opportunities and sheer appreciation for what I'm afforded- a new, fresh day to experience and be present and learn, grow and understand this eccentric and ever-changing world that somehow stole my heart before anyone else could.
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Apr 19, 2014
Apr 19, 2014 at 2:48 AM UTC
Wanderlustin'
X X           X ** Listen ! You can hear That you really hardly breathing at all •• Once were gentle hearth fires Burnin In the Cabins in the Hills •• Where ya been -- boy? Whatchya doin -- girl ? •• Can't sense a thing bout what Yer dreamin __//__ Don't seem like ya even know each other well • Don't ya know about what yer both needin ? •• The Cabins are empty The Hills are bein stole •• Grab what ya can Let's get outta here ! •• Pretty soon Is Much too late
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May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 9:16 PM UTC
big mistakes a comin down
Heard ya was in danger So im here to save ya **** now that i'm the one needin the savin You wont save me And I died
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Jan 5, 2014
Jan 5, 2014 at 8:15 AM UTC
Chills of Love
my taffy is ****** needin pullin pregnant of 3 months of dull lunches and medicines runnin in me brain then, you came into my room. Nurse me Ratchett! oh you so owe me lunch! How's about some Taffy!
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Aug 29, 2014
Aug 29, 2014 at 9:37 PM UTC
Untitled
You're going to hurt me badly. Leave me bleedin' on the floor. You're gonna love me madly. I'll have you needin' me for more. You love to kick me, baby. You love to kick me around. I wanna make you happy. But I only ever let you down. I think of you like a queen, babe. I polish and shine your crown. Don't let go of me, honey. I swear to god I'll drown. You make me something less, baby. Heartsick, weak kneed and grievin'. You're about my only hope. You're the only thing keeps me believin'. I let you think you lead me. Yeah, you really lead me on. I made you think you need me. But, all you really need is me gone.
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Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 12:45 AM UTC
Broken Promises.