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posted by Sasunaru120
bạn never know what bạn have until bạn lose it, and once bạn lose it, bạn can never get it back.

My tim, trái tim was taken bởi you... broken bởi you... and now it is in pieces because of you.

Love is like falling down... in the end you're left hurt, scarred, and with a memory of it forever.

You're the one who broke my heart, you're the reason my world fell apart, you're the one who made me cry, yet I'm still in tình yêu with bạn and I don't know why.

A million words would not bring bạn back, I know because I've tried, neither would a million tears, I know I've cried.

Wanting him is hard to forget, loving him...
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Source: I wrote this...
Shelby Gray
Essay #3
1/23/13
    Darkness creeps it's way into everyone's mind at a certain point in thier lives. It
worms into the mind without a sound and slowly, over time, grasps at the tim, trái tim until,
from the very depths of the dark underworld, it completely ensnares it. Edgar Allen Poe,
an eighteenth centry poet and writer of short stories , displayed many signs of that very
same darkness. The encounters in his mind were often of lingering evil, life after death,
torture, and other unspeakable horrors. One piece of this madman's work, in paticular,
caught the attention...
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posted by irena83
Inside the darkness of my tortured mind
I see a lifelless body
Covered with blood
As I run to hold it tight
I see myself
As tears run over my cheeks
And while the whole body is trembling
My mind is looking for a justification
In loathing and despite:
Oh, what did I achieve,
What have I become?
Living bởi the someone elses rules
Deprived of my one desires,
Just a shadow in this world
Where its beauty has never been shown
To my sad eyes.
But, is this the only exit of my đắng, cay đắng existence,
Is this the way to end this resident pain?
And in the darkness of my mind
Tears run over my cheeks
Asking why,
Why rain never stops,
Why sun never shines
In my eyes,
Deadness is sleeping in its depravity
And I know that I don't belong
To this world,
I'm living in my own,
Living on my own.
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posted by irena83
In this room of despair,
A man is sitting with demons
Inside his head.
In this room of memories,
Only death breathes,
A man lives with gloom,
A man dies with sadness.

Inside his eyes ,
In that depth of blue terror,
Years of despair are seen,
Years of struggle are painted.

His life,
Cruel and lonely,
Was never a joy,
đắng, cay đắng and sad
This man lives with demons
Of past.

I can see the pain that
Is painted on his face,
Silhouettes of past that
Play this âm nhạc of terror,
I see only darkness and despair
Inside the eyes of a sad man.
This sadness is mine too,
This poem is written bởi the curse of
The children who will never meet happiness,
This poem is a poem of a sad man,
A man who sees nothing but greys.
posted by MythGal
 I was cryin' just to get bạn Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let bạn
I was cryin' just to get you Now I'm dyin' 'cause I let you
What would bạn do,
if the tình yêu of your life died,
what would bạn do if they died a terrible death,
would bạn get revenge,
would bạn hate everyone,
would bạn become a murderer in return,
would bạn cry your life away,
hoặc would bạn take your life away?

What would bạn do,
if your best friend committed suicide,
what would bạn do if they died terribly,
would bạn laugh because no tears will come,
would bạn cry until it is all over,
would bạn do the same,
would bạn run away,
hoặc would bạn just throw it all away?

What would bạn do,
if bạn were hit bởi a car,
what would bạn do if bạn were dying,
would bạn feel sorry for yourself,
would bạn cry until the end,
would bạn remember everything bạn have ever done,
would bạn call your mom,
hoặc would bạn hate the person until your life has gone away?

What would bạn do,
when everything ends for bạn hoặc a friend?

What would bạn do?
 I was cryin' when I met bạn Now I'm tryin' to forget bạn
I was cryin' when I met you Now I'm tryin' to forget you
posted by sawfan13
Go ahead
Hate me
I don't care anymore

Go ahead
Beat me
I don't hurt anymore

You think your stronger
You think you're thêm powerful
But you're not

I have confidence
I have love
I have a heart
I have something that bạn can never break

I am not glass
I am not plastic
I will not cover for you
You have hurt me too much

You led me towards harm
For many years now
I felt like I porcelin doll
But I am a woman now
You cannot break me

You can't change me
You can't break me
You're weak and powerless

You're words may hurt
You're words may cut me
You're hands may harm me
But never break me

I haven't quite found tình yêu yet
I know this...
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posted by manjusang
As for u It is easy
just say the words and forget
But Not for me

Words that Hurt Not As the winds
Blows and Gone...
Words that HURT it's Knife...
As it walkin' through......... teared ,destroyed,,,PAin

Have u ever felt it?
Not just Lies upon ur Big smile,,
But this is Me,,,
Who Taste The dao, con dao that walkin' through ur words

And the feeling left after It,,,
even the time can't erased It..
please stop shouting to me...
yesterday u say "shorty,,,,lovely,,,Miss me ..."

but now u say "damn,,,Im changed ,,,I never understands U'
How Come..
the same souls says the opposite in a minutes????
where've u been?


Im Just a girl with a fragile hearth ,,Im just a girl that searching for a mate...

Just a masochist that Hope,,,time will erased all my pain..


Don't do this to me...
Once I can't stand off,,,
I'll Lost
And u'll never found me..
I never wish hurt,,,
Just Understands Me
posted by irena83
Cover your face,
the others won't see your tears;
Cover your eyes,
that's what you've been doing
for a very long time.

Why are we sad,
why are we disappointed?

We spend hours and days
in a shelter that
our mind created.

We believe that's the an toàn, két an toàn place.
The place where we can buy
some peace for our soul,
place where we collect all
those lies and shame,
that keep itching us.

Have we ever truly tried
to understand?
Haven't we asked "why" for
too many times?
Have we ever seen the things
in the way they really are
not in the way they seem for us?

Blinded eyes mean
a broken heart.
Sadness is a part of
disappointment....
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posted by Lovetreehill
ALONE

From childhood's giờ I have not been
As others were; I have not seen
As others saw; I could not bring
My passions from a common spring.
From the same nguồn I have not taken
My sorrow; I could not awaken
My tim, trái tim to joy at the same tone;
And all I loved, I loved alone.
Then- in my childhood, in the dawn
Of a most stormy life- was drawn
From every depth of good and ill
The mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, hoặc the fountain,
From the red cliff of the mountain,
From the sun that round me rolled
In its autumn tint of gold,
From the lightning in the sky
As it passed me flying by,
From the thunder and the storm,
And the đám mây that took the form
(When the rest of Heaven was blue)
Of a demon in my view.
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