"vurnable" poems
She was vurnable and stray
but he didnt see her that way
she was light
in his dark night
they were from diffrent places
with seperate cases
he wasn't bothered by her selfesteem
because she was his huge dream
he really wanted to touch her waist
while feeling her soft hair
and he didnt want time to waste
so he drove her to his lair
where he acted like a beast
during his ''love feast''
finally he felt appeased
and she felt deceased
Apr 27, 2018
Apr 27, 2018 at 3:59 AM UTC
Every season passes by with time.
We have our seasons of love,our seasons or pain,our seasons of confusion on wether we are happy or wanting to cry,and our seasons of finally smiling.
We go through our year over and over again,and just carry on.
But whom all realizes every season they've become stronger. You've learned to trust,you've learned to love,you've learned to cry,you've learned to forgive,you've learned to stand up and smile once more. You'll learn in time each seasons different,each year. You'll learn to accept being vurnable, you'll learn to fall even when you don't want to,you'll learn how to be strong,you'll learn to say no and to let go,you'll learn to accept you are not perfect,and you'll understand no one is. You'll get the fact everyone has a past,you'll become to understand we mess up time after time,you'll learn to let the guarded wall on your heart down,you'll come to terms of being ok if you get heartbroken it isn't the end of the world. You'll find out what living a little is. It's gonna be just fine if you go out with someone and break up,that's sometimes a good thing,you figure out who's right for you and whom you'll love forever eventually. You'll learn it's ok to be happy when others are not. You'll know that you are yourself and you are one person,you don't have to carry everyone's weight around you choose too. It will be ok if you adventure out on your own. It will be just fine to live on your own and know who you are. It's also just fine to be friends with those who carry you down but you'll learn to put the sheild on going down with them. Always remember you choose each day if you'll open the blinds and light in or keep them closed and be in them dim light of things.-Lovey
Apr 9, 2016
Apr 9, 2016 at 9:18 PM UTC
Your kiss was venom that pierced my lips
and your eyes were like a shot of ***** running though my veins
that first kiss i was attached you were my drug,
and now that you've said that goodbye
i feel as if I'm going to die
mother always warned me about drugs
but she never warned me about the drugs
with a heartbeat and thrashing teeth
the ones that break down your walls
and cause you to become so vurnable
and the ones that when you don't have them
you start to get withdrawls.
she never told me that you would be my drug
my addiction
my passion
my worst feeling
my best feeling
she never warned me about boys like you,
with beating hearts and thrashing teeth
May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 7:30 PM UTC
Fortunes
Tithes
Is it important
Which melody
I play
Excited
Vurnable
Play the part
Which is ridiculous
What happened to
Ginuine
Comfort
In skin
Abnormally
Normal
Kinship
Kind
Irrationally freaky
Consumed with selves
Who wants
To sin
Count your cards
I'm all in
Let rebels cry
And victims resume
Their forgotten
Podium
On the empire
We Stand
Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 11:33 PM UTC