HEY YOU!! Yes you c:
I think your beautiful and i love you
No... i know your beautiful and i love you c:
No seriously ....I love you :) nomatter how you look like
I love you nomatter how fat or skinny you are
I Care about you :) you can talk to me about anything
Because i love you :)
Shhhh hush... stop crying ,.im here if you need to talk i. Will listen and cheer you up.
Please…stop crying … i love you :)
If you cry… ill cry… you dont want that do you?
your better than this you beautiful human being c:

Im here for you ♥ talk to me♥

Because between happiness and sadness
Every paper with my words tears in sadness.
There’s just too much to do with sadness.
You can write it everywhere.
Cry with it.
Shout the pain.
Keep the hurt.
Run away with it.
Forget it.
Look for what is lost.
Find yourself.
Fix what can be fix.
Tears with all the memories.
Regret with the wrong decisions.
Because with sadness, there’s always something on it.
Something you can hold and feel in your heart.
Something that can grow and get bigger.

But happiness don’t.
It floats with the air.
It fades with the time.
It only appears when it’s real.
You feel it in that moment.
And if you feel it tomorrow
and the next day and the next other days
that just it.
You just feel it.
And that’s good.
It makes you beautiful and lively.
But you can’t write it down the same way it feels like.
It can’t give you the same way it feels like
nomatter how many times you read it.
You can’t hold it and keep it in your heart.
Because happiness is too much of a feeling.
It can’t find its place to grow and live on you.
It only get high on you and flow.
It flows to people around you but that just it.

At the end of the day,
Happiness will always become a memories.
**And memories is a sadness in the making.

Hey, i want to speak with honesty,
I dont know what i would do without poetry,

Feel like i won a lottery,
all because of word pottery,

a mind free is all,
expressing secrets from the soul,

With a careful craft of the beat,
music is born from the art,

Therapy in psychiatry,
aesthetic in  phylosophy ,

People  love and fight,
Some just live to hate,

oppositions and dominions,
Opinions and religions,

But poetry and music lives,
lifetimes and lifetimes with love,

and nomatter the weather
it shall always bring humanity together

Im not a lover ima fighter
and yhall woinder why i dont like her
She talk that mess all day
but when i stress
she says it okay.
I dont like you
I wanna fight you and you wonder
why people dont like you
your hurt me I beat you >
I have to hands nomatter what you do
Forget all these ugly people im threw so
Im not trynna be you

He finds pleasure in teasing and annoying the hell out of me,
But I've learned to ignore his immaturity.
Nomatter how book smart a person may be,
It will never defy him/her as a human being.

Nomatter what
Nomatter how
That doesn't bug me
Because you're here
With me now
And we'll never be apart
Tho we're miles away
In my heart you'll always stay
Til the end of time

Every time
We kiss
Every time we touch
I keep gazing
In your eyes
Begging me
To fall into your arms
The miles
Are crashing in
My heart reserved for you alone
You and I
Together are one
I take you in

I know
Someday in time
Everything
Will work out fine
You'll see
Because you'll be here
With me

And if
Our bodies nevet find eachothet
My soul will find yours
In the end
Of time
And
Dont you know I'll always love you
Til the end of time

I have the poor girl clothes,
As she smiled gratefully, fromhead to toe.
She warmly embraced me with loving arms,
A swwet girl with many charms.
Nomatter who laughed at her,
Her grateful heart soley, I preferred.

the sun burns red in the west
The  lovers meet in secret
Following their hearts
in the cropping darkness

It is big and brave
For the passionate lover
He would hand it to her love tonight
Hoping that she would cherish it

Even  when he will be away
She gives him hers
Tells him "be strong and intact
Return safe my love
I will be waiting for you"

The heart,
That little body part
habouring all issues
Makes all decisions

The heart,
it strengthens the soldier
in the battle front
Singing to him songs of courage
Reminding him of his sweet love at home

Love from the heart is true  and  passionate
Its different from lust
and  is bound to last

The battle is love
Even though the war is different
He kills for love
she is the only thing in mind

She  gets broken a few times
taunted  by sociopaths
Telling her  'they will never come back"
She has waited for times and times

But the heart stands all the tests
Most of the times

The heart that
lordship of mind and body
Guides everyody

Decisions of the heart
You can trust

He thinks with the mind for tact
but nomatter what
He follows  his heart;
even though he is bruised and hurt

The mind fills him with doubt
but the heart tells him  to fight
Reminds him of heroes
and sweet love-making
Turns him to a matador

the eyes give him sight
but the heart fills him with insight
Hugging him tight
it neutralises his fright
He marches right

Into enemy territory
She is barely making through
They think she should remarry
News of fallen soldiers  devastates her heart

Man's strength is from within the heart
Courage is not from spears
Not arrows and swords...
That small body part!

Emperors and conquerors
Lovers and soldiers listen
Fathers and Mothers
They listen to the heart

He creates  devastation
Wrecking the enemy camp
As his battalion joins in
His heart moulding him
Into a hero

That small body part
Endures all in patience
As she waits
Saying its never late

...a  time of jubilation
Victory cries are heard
Those back are few
But they removed the enemy
By conviction of their hearts

He is a legend
The man after everyone's hearts
She is joyous
As she runs into his embrace

The heart
That small body part
Endured it all

A soldier's heart...

Please don't change just for me,
Let me discover your true personality.
I'll accept you nomatter what,
So please don't keep your gorgous eyes shut.
Please understand,
I will forever hold your hand.
You've showed your maturity and love for me,
So now please do show me
Your true personality.

"You are beautiful...nomatter what they say."
You are a child of God,
You are here...each and every day.
You resemble the light of Hashem,
That is why we say, "amen."
You are the heart of God up above,
You are the match for two turtle doves.
You inspire people through your heart,
You are God's child,
A work of art.
Shining down on you is heavon,
For those in the tragedy of 9/11.
You've been more than a mystery; more than clever,
You will remain in our hearts forever.

Its madness: 2 h8 all roses coz u got scratchd by a thorn,2 gv up all ya dreams coz 1 neva came true,2 luz faith in prayerz coz 1 of em wasn't answered,2 gv up on ya efforts coz 1 of em failed,2 condemn all ya friends coz 1 betrayed u,2 gv up on love coz some1 waz unfaithful 2 u...nomatter wat,rem that anatha chance will always kam around i.e. A new friend,lover,life,chance,dream. So never give up coz life iz BEAUTIFUL N SWEET!!!! Always cheer up.....

It's been real hard getting by,
When I haven't you by my side.
The days become tedious and long,
As I foolishly smile and stay ever strong.
But my heart feels torn apart,
And my head has yet to start.
So I unwillingly stand alone,
From a hard-knock life, called unknown.

*I miss you deeply. This is the longest we've ever been apart. A full two weeks, and most likely a third as well...It'll be okay. I feel whatever you feel because we have permanently connected hearts...I'll admit it...it is hard. Hard to wake up every morning without you. Hard to go through a whole day without you. Hard to go 3 weeks without you...I miss you and will always love you. Now that i know we'll always have each other nomatter what, I'll keep you this much closer to my heart every day...I contemplate a lot of things when we're apart for so long, but I'm hanging in there as best I can. I don't have to contemplate our past memories to love you; I love you through everything. It is hard to keep love on hold for consecutive days. If I were to tell you how much I loved you, it would take years to explain. It feels right...I feel happy...I think I'm in love... :) <333

Nomatter how big the fear may be.
We can over come it because the only one I have to fear is me.

Noone to answer to
But ourselves

Because as a child of the universe
Noone here on earth stands bigger than our the universe inside of us .

So dream
Dream because that's what society fears.
Make society feel your tears.

Dream because you don't fit in
But stand out.

Be our last hope.
Make examples out of greatness
Become the originality of learning.  
Society needs you.  
They need US.

#illhueminati

"You are beautiful, nomatter what they say."
You are here to learn, each and every day.
You are born with a heart,
You are kind, from the start.
You try your absolute best,
To keep up with the rest.
You seek new places,
With various faces.
You always thought to smile,
And easily became all the worth while.

People Assume iTs Addiction.
The Reason To My insane thoughts
And Actions, is because of
The Substance.
Saying iM Confused, Slurred out
Living unrealistic
Out of it.
Making Stupid Decisions
Saying They Can Help Fix Them
Oh Really? Well Your Wrong.
My Love For Dope is
Too strong and realistic.
Also Has The key To my Death Wish
Provides Me With
Everything iEver Wanted
Just iN 1Line 1hit.
iWill Continue Using This Drug till
IDrop Dead.
Dont Argue With Me Saying
"Thats What All Addicts Say"
Ican Stop but idont want to
iDont Fein For Tweak. Like iHave
Said A million times
And still noone comprehends
This is The Reason
Im Still living.
Found A Reason to love myself
Makes me happy
Without iT?                                                 Im rowdy Yes, its affecting My
Image, brain and body.
Dose iT Look like iGive A ****?
iTs Killing me slowly
Thats the point
Idont want to live. So i chose a slow
Death.
People around me **** up
My high
Gets me upset cause i just wasted
A hit
That puts me in rage.
Point iS iWont Stop , nomatter what
You say.
Or type of treatment you think
Is best and have hope it changes me
me to not
Smoke dope. Nope! My mind is set
Dont you get it yet?
Never will iregret iCould careless
About my family relatives &
Friends.

On the quiet nights, if I lay perfectly still, I can hear my own blood flowing through my veins
Surging at irregular intervals, like an ocean finding its rhythm
And I think of how far this imperfect heart has brought me
And of the little girl it contains all the love in the world for
    And how her rhythm will be flawless

The little girl that speaks to me on frequencies between life and sleep
The little girl that's waiting for me to find her the perfect mother
So she can come into this world with my eyes and her mother's hair
    The perfect blend of two imperfect people
The little girl that I will teach to use both ends of the pencil
    But to remember the shadows the eraser leaves behind
The little girl whose smile will make my day
    Whose laughter will be the highlight of my week
         And whose words will be the greatest part of my life

I think of the little girl who will enter this world by the hands of her father
And the first words ever whispered in her ear will be a prayer
    Asking God to raise her with me, so that she can rise above me
This little girl will grow up amidst music and poetry, fingerpaints and clay
This little girl will breathe and her father's chest will be filled with pride
Because at that moment, I'll know that I've done at least one good thing to this world
And this little girl will always know that it's okay to have pudding for breakfast
    As long as you're willing to share it
And this little girl will always know that her father will always love her nomatter what
    And that this poem will always be there for her
         And with it, my soul

To a daughter who is yet to come: I will never stop loving you, I will never let you fall, and I will always be there to push you higher on the swings.

To the east it will be windy
the south rainy
the north sunny (makes a change)
and the west well the west has gone,
gone like the love i had for you
i missed you for a day
felt like a lifetime id have to pay
but now im ok
the sun still shines
sure you took everything i ever had my heart my soul my ****** glasses (you dont even need glasses you have perfect vision you was just being difficult :P).

im sitting here and all i have left is my sanity
which on the whole when faced with such odds of adversity id take
and nomatter what happens when i wake in the morning
i know il get through it *** i got through you.

iRun...
& iCant Seem To Get Away.
iTry Harder to
Escape.  
But iTs Still behind me, chasing.
iCant Stop To Catch Some
Air and rest
Its Quick and will get the best
Of me
iHide
Nomatter Whrre, it manages
To Find Me.
Im trying my hardest To get Away
And it always seems to get
Its way back to me
ICry About it
Whispers appear,
They turn into voices, remind me
Of how Much iHate life
And tells me if i stop and hold its
Hand it promises to take all
Misery away

paranoid chapter 1


Charlottes p.o.v

i cry until im sick, coughing and short of breath. i cry hysterically. i feel like i have been hit in the chest with a stray bullet. and i dont look up until i can't feel him there anymore. eventhough i know deep inside that the illousion of charlie will come back, it always comes back... nomatter where i am. busses, street corners, asylums. mom and dad think that if we move far away that everything will change. that i'll stop seeing charlie. that i'll be 'miraculously cured'. that they'l finaly have there daughter back. and that they will finaly be able to move on, and stop grieving the loss of their only son. i don't blame them, everything in the old house reminds me of charlie, too. but i know that when we move that nothing will change, that theres no hope for me, that i'm just as dead as he is. but thats not what hurts the most. what hurts the most is knowing that i'm going to let them down, and destroy any little bit of hope that they might have had for me. i am nothing but a burden. and there is nothing that i can do about it. i cry until im tired, and i slip into a deep sleep.

kisses don't mean anything...ask Jesus,He knows better
promises are broken as soon as they are made
people walk away but feelings never,they will always be there
the people who vow to stay go first
you are betrayed by those you thought so highly of
you come to realize that you can't always be happy
but the most important of all lessons is
nomatter what happens
LIFE always **MOVES ON

You have to dream to stay sane,you have to awake to life's pain
you have to fall to stand back up,you have to have faith,it's a promise ,you need no luck,you have to learn to love before you hate,you have to endure and prepare for whatever fate,you have to love life nomatter what,you have to keep going and never quit,you just have to be you,it's more than enough,you just have to be you it's more than enough.

My heart will not set him free or let him go,he lingers in my mind still,it's crazy! why?i can't forget him nomatter how hard i try,it's been exactly four years and still there are silent tears,the story my heart wants to tell but silence is all that it will know.silent words ,silent love,silent tears,silent truth.it's a cruel thing to love someone and sacrifice it for silence,the hurt unexplainable,the feelings unshakeable.My  heart has engraved his name  in the depth of it,it's safe there down deep inside.it's like watching a beautiful world from the inside
out, the only thing that keeps me apart from that world are the bars,bars of silence.

(W = Anonymous Elderly Woman With Sudden and Severe Dementia)
---

W:

"I was an evil little girl".
I used to stick my tongue out at little boys. They would say,

"SHE STUCK HER TONGUE OUT AT ME".
Then the teachers would always say,

"Young man, she is a respectable young lady and has done no such thing".
So I'd put my thumb to my nose and make faces as they sat".

"My grandmother always raised us to be "GOOOD" "GOOOD" and I was goood.
It was so boring.
They used to get so frustrated with me".

"I was so proud of my father.
Everywhere he went he had to fix people.
He changed things
nomatter where he'd go. He always said

"I CAN MAKE IT BETTER FOR THEM.
IT CAN BE BETER".
He never loved me. Didn't have time. I should call him.
I want to call my father"


Me:

"Did he ever self-actualize and realize that he was making their lives /his version/ of better? Before he died, did he realize maybe what he thought was better wasn't better for everyone?"


W:

"No.
He was a tsunami that changed everything he touched. We girls
respected him.

Listen to me, hah.
talking about such things, on a toilet.
I have no dignity left.
We have to laugh.
Am I crazy?

Me:

"You're no more crazy than I am.
Who wants to be sane? That's no fun".

W:

"That's right!
If you can't laugh,
you die".

Me:

"Earlier, to describe yourself
as a child, you said
you were "Evil".
Do you beleive that part of the reason you were so "evil"
was because you were beautiful?
And you knew it?".




W:

She paused for a moment and pursed her lips in contemplation.
...

"Yes."

The woman nods a slow turtles nod, with both eyes shut and squinting and a pouted mouth.
Her puckered lips fade into a smile.

"Yes, absolutely It was".

I sit each day and sometimes I wonder why.
I sit some days and can't help it but think of memories that makes me cry.
Sometimes I walk for miles at a time.
Sometimes I sit and pray that all will always be fine.
Most days I'm alone and all I can do is think.
Those are the days I stare into space for hours without one blink.
We all have our pain but just deal with it differently.
We all have our fears that we wished we'd never have to see.
Thank the Lord for his love for us all.
Otherwise we'd never get up once we fall.
So many words can be said to touch our heart.
One great thing is it's never too late to make a brand new start.
Keep your head up and know that there's always a solution.
That's why once a year God has blessed us with a brand new New Year's resolution.
  Keep hope alive and never give up the fight.
All you need to do is have faith and God promises that everything will always be alright.
Love to all and especially to you.
You are the special one that God has chosen to give that special gift too.
If you have yet to figure out what that may be.
Just take a knee and say a prayer and when you open your eyes it'll be miracle that you'll see.
         God blessed us all nomatter what.
   So remember each day to say thank you and always reach up.
   You can have the world and everything in it.
  Just don't ever give up and always be prepared to win it.

I walk alone week by week with long thoughts. It feels like the worst kind of pain i known. Nomatter how long i go nomatter how far i walk. Ill never know what a life with out pain is like. Day by day these road are less traveld.  But my heart is weak and broken. The love i lost leaves the scares of my past where i have been abandoned and miss treated at alast. Your word **** me slashing and buring in my skin deep anguish. My mind is nothing but long fill shattered dreams. I have to fight or risk my life trying to fall in love with my happiness that seems ro be running away from me. Every scare you leave on my seems to tell a new begain and end were theres no heroic end. Week by week day by day be hind every bend there is a broken mind you played with. In time you will  hear my voice my mind will scream my withered heart will start to beat once more till you decide to push me away and abonded me agin. Week by week day by day all i see if pur love slipping in to my dreams i had. But my road i travel has many doors every path or door has a beginning but never a end. I try to find pure happinnes when im alone but its just seems to flate line like you left my broken heart you have broke with your tristed lies. Day by day week by week min by min second by second i walk alone with all my scares you left. Bc the love you left wasnt worth it bc of you left your cost behind it

Alone i walk with nothing but a endless fading last breath.

the higher u rise
the harder u fall
no matter how tall
nomatter how strong  
no matter how sturdy
no matter how solid
your wallis  built
even a little rocket
barely spotted  
would be highly unwanted
lots of little problems clotted
will easily get you wounded
how could it simply just be valid
how could it simply be unfair
aug17

in

THE TRAVELING LIFELONG BUSH POET


SHE WAS MY MOTHER ( and yes I loved her dearly )
She Was ... MY MOTHER
A woman I once Knew ..
A woman of multiple personalities ..

She was the best of the best
And the worst of the worst~
She traveled all over
And quenched every thirst~
When somethen was over
She d move on agen~
And only return
When and if she got the yen~
She d say what she thought
And nomatter to whom~
One could never miss her
Even in a crowded room~
She d do as she pleased
And no matter what~
She was always herself
If they liked it or not~
Full of surprises
And one could never guess~
What wonderful things
She d make out of a mess~
When one thought they had her
They never had her at all~
Come rain or come shine
She always had a ball~
She lived her life to the limit
Come day or come night~
And when she made a statement
She was usually right~
She could dance she could love
She could see in the dark~
One vibrant woman
Who was always a spark~
She left no stone unturned
Missed nothen at all~
Nomatter who ever downed her
She always stood tall~
Everyone loved her so
And they hated her too~
That was everyone she met
And that was more than a few~
She spread so much laughter
And thrived on pure hell~
Nobody ever forgot her
They all knew her too well~
She could take anything on
And just as easy throw it away~
And go on regardless and
Live well another day~
She was all that she said she was
So she d say with pride~
She could welcome you home
And just as easy cast you aside~
There was more to this woman
Than anyone ever knew~
She could tell you a lie
And prove it was true~
She d play out a fantassy
And make it become real~
She had her own charisma
Never ever hid how she d feel~
She could sing like an angel
And then steal your heart~
and once she had gotten it
She d rip it apart~
Nobody ever owned her
She was her own soul~
She could act like a child
Or a woman so very old~
In her life she lived several lifetimes
And lived them all well~
She had her own brand of religion
And rang her own bell~
Everyone that knew her
They never ever knew why~
She could make so very happy
And then give you reason to cry~

( BUT I LOVED HER )

Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright 1988.

A man without hope
A man that barely speaks
A man on a mission
Who battles till his defeat

A man who has heard it all
Seen a bit to
Nomatter what they say about Louis
He's a man that stays true

A man who stays to himself
But stands for the ones he loves
He wishes others will be themselves
And one day hopes to fly away like doves

a man who fights for respect
Speaks upon peace
This man is even a reject
Now he came from his best to his least

Regardless of the people he had to face
Because he always came back to embrace

Wolf’s Eyes
May cross you
The Gift of Knowledge
Surpasses me
Because I love
Someone else
Deep within this misery
Of certain heartache
I see the signs
of God’s Mercy
Deep within my soul
Living this madness
I carry bounty and beauty
So I will tell my tribe
Of Love Deep and Certain
So I hide
Behind the curtain
Of this lovely fairytale
I pray that you will know me
Somewhere inside this Hell
Scattered my brain
My heart
My feelings
Or so a soldier says
I know what lies best
Within a broken heart
To You I Love
To You I live
I can’t help my fallen state
So within this madness
This hate
Deep within promises make
No more squandered hearts
Burning love and incense
Across the Universe
So will You please
Help Me
Release, Undo this curse
This curse within my mind
I know there is no more help
There’s nothing left,
No Fight!
Heroes come
And Heroes go
Legends live
Forever
So what is there
To Be
With us
There is still more
To discover
We hide
Behind angelic wings
Leave no more
Halos
In between
So what is there engulfing us
Can you breathe?
Can you feel?
Can you speak?
Because the Lord of us
Speaks softly
He knows
Our Father’s Will
So there we go
We’re praying
God, Our Father
Our cups refill
This is not the End
A new beginning
Is in store
So it is now time
To enter in
The Open Door
God’s graces unite all of us
His discipline
Can tear us apart
Tho He knows
What we need
Deep down
Inside our Hearts
Is it within you to stay?
Get up and try again
No one else can mend
A sparrow’s broken heart
The sun will continue to shine
Nomatter what shall happen
So it is within us to Climb
Try, Heave
Never Die!

Just like when the wind brushes me off,
It feels like nothing but simply a feeling.
I cannot see nor touch it no matter what,
No matter how comfortable it would always be.
  
Just like when the stars twinkle at the sea,
It feels so real but yet just a reflection.
I can only watch it but can never grab it.
Nomatter how greedy I try to hold it forever.
  
Just like the time that passes by on us,
It feels like yesterday but it was too long ago.
I can only remember it but can't hold to it,
No matter how regretfully I am to have it back.

relationship are fragile
they can be shattered
at an moment but
nomatter how life
takes us ,let us love
each other like
never before for
pure love comes from
the heart and i love
you with no hesitation

As i sit on my knees its vary clear the pain will never leave the sadness willl keep playing with your heart your life will flash in front of your own existence. The cold chills that run down your spine. The love you lost leaving you numb and deeply hurt and broken. Addiction you fill the emptiness deep inside your soul. You tired there no point of careing when everything you creat gets destroyed by people during the day. The money you make seems to slip away when you fall inlove. Control overe you with now escape you want to be loved and held tightly cuddled. But dose love really even exists dose it even have meaning dose it have any real feeling. I have dreams i seek nomatter how hard i work everything around me just crubbles im left to clean up all the broken peices




I want to be loved i want to feel what real but this world is just filled with artificial life

The shallow feeling every breath i take every step i take i have to time to break intime making my life collide no matter how far i go nomatter how hard i push my self all i do is keep breaking myself over and over whats left is the tears i want to cry bc noone knows how fare you can push your self till you break leaving nothing but misery and pain so what if scares form that only tells you you reaching your critical breaking point even if people tellyou lies when you are finally broken what is lefft for you

She Was ...

MY MUM ..

She was the best of the best
And the worst of the worst~
She traveled all over
And quenched every thirst~
When somethen was over
She d move on agen~
And only return
When and if she got the yen~
She d say what she thought
And nomatter to whom~
One could never miss her
Even in a crowded room~
She d do as she pleased
And no matter what~
She was always herself
If they liked it or not~
Full of surprises
And one could never guess~
What wonderful things
She d make out of a mess~
When one thought they had her
They never had her at all~
Come rain or come shine
She always had a ball~
She lived her life to the limit
Come day or come night~
And when she made a statement
She was usually right~
She could dance she could love
She could see in the dark~
One vibrant woman
Who was always a spark~
She left no stone unturned
Missed nothen at all~
Nomatter who ever downed her
She always stood tall~
Everyone loved her so
And they hated her too~
That was everyone she met
And that was more than a few~
She spread so much laughter
And thrived on pure hell~
Nobody ever forgot her
They all knew her too well~
She could take anything on
And just as easy throw it away~
And go on regardless and
Live well another day~
She was all that she said she was
So she d say with pride~
She could welcome you home
And just as easy cast you aside~
There was more to this woman
Than anyone ever knew~
She could tell you a lie
And prove it was true~
She d play out a fantassy
And make it become real~
She had her own charisma
Never ever hid how she d feel~
She could sing like an angel
And then steal your heart~
and once she had gotten it
She d rip it apart~
Nobody ever owned her
She was her own soul~
She could act like a child
Or a woman so very old~
In her life she lived several lifetimes
And lived them all well~
She had her own brand of religion
And rang her own bell~
Everyone that knew her
They never ever knew why~
She could make so very happy
And then give you reason to cry~


Terrence Michael Sutton
copyright First written 1964 ..