These poems are amazing, and so true. If only the masses have heard of Christianity, the world might be more cohesive.
I find it kind of funny. I find it kind of sad. The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had.
You changed your name back! Good to still see you around Col. I read the first two poems, i liked the first one a lot.
The years go past in a blur While my memories remain My thoughts forever change Why is replaced with what if? What if with how? How to Why? Its a circle of emotion and denial relisation and acceptance. My heart breaks for what is gone My world collapsed but my eyes opened slowly. Im picking up the pieces rebuilding myself I will always be your mum but now i need to learn to be me I need to remember and smile Imagine what would be and laugh See what was and is.. And that is, you are always loved always missed always remembered I must look at today not as what should have been but what it is Today is no longer the day you were due its not the day that would have been It is the day that is The day for me to remember with pride and move forward with honour Today is our day
I lay in a dream My leg over yours Body held tight against you Head on your chest. Tears flow freely All the past All that happens now The hurt and pain, Just let go.... My head hurts Heart ripped apart Words tumble through my shattered mind I ache. How can others be so cruel To destroy ones hopes Dreams Pick on what cant be fixed... How can i be so stupid To let them in Time and time again To make me so low, shallow, hurt. I lay here deep in thought Held close to the one i want My head says go... My heart has given up.
Seen as this has turned into a post where everyone is contributing their poems I might as well Broken I feel the deep void Where my heart once set Remember it all But want to forget Was this my fate? For fate isn't kind Replaying the scene Over in my mind The hopes and the dreams Now shattered. No less What there might have been... He leaves me to guess That fateful day When those words were spoken Leaves me here now No less than broken. Hope you liked Wrote this when I was 12. Which I still am... :?
Agreeing with etak, so: I felt happiness, I felt joy, I felt good, And my little brother yelled Ahoy! (He loves pirates) I climbed the path, Through the wrath, Over the trees, And in the buzzing bees. I truly felt free, Free as I'll ever be. I felt like I was flying, And felt the sun frying me, But today I was carefree.