I once wrote a poem about death, now every1 at school thinks I'm slightly suicidal as I leave this world to a place untold some things I loose some things I gain for who is to know what lies beyond some things I loose some things I gain I leave behind a happy life something that seems a joyous triffle some things I loose somethings I gain but now I am in a quiet place the agony the pain a bitter taste some things I loose some things I gain
I looked through these before and gotta say I enjoy them quite a lot. I haven't written poetry in a good while but if I find some old ones I'll share them with you. And I understand that thing about school. My English teachers though I had quite the issues considering my stories were very grotesque.
"To Be Strong" , date issued July 13, 2008. (at least on the site that is what is stated). It never was easy being strong for everyone, But what is done is done. The damage has already settled, The mind now in a scuttle. I wish this antagonizing mind of mine would dissappear, Like the winds that blow gently through the sears. Time can only tell how the outcome will be, If I dare stay strong, Or let myself collapse onto these aching feet. I tire of this endless cycle that bears my breath, Only going round and round until I hear death. Oh what a terrible sound, So profound! Anyone out there to hear the howling cry, Can you not see these eyes that are wanting to be shut tight? Tears flow down gently those soft cheeks, Shedding themselves onto those blood streaks. I am only Human.
Random writing on January 12, 2010 So let's just let the air fill with the ecstasy of our burning needs and wants and just maybe...just maybe...someone will see and quell that flame in us...to the point we can enjoy it and not it hurt us anymore.
I just spent an hour Reading this whole thread. Great job colonial u are a very good poet u shoul copy these down in a book. Then publish it I would get it for sure.