Crying,
Blackmailing.
This won't work
On me, anyway.
I don't
Respond
To the things
That other teenagers
Would.
I am not
Scared of you,
bạn know.
I have a soul,
A voice,
A heart, and
I can fight bạn back.
I don't care if I
Am small, I am
Much older
Than you
Why tease
Little kids? Do you
Like being
Cruel,
Halfhearted
Coldhearted?
bạn are insensitive,
bạn only care
About you,
Yourself,
and who?
Life is
Hard enough,
Without you
Poking your nose in,
Uprooting old things
I said.
Get lost.
I won't care.
di chuyển to South Africa.
It won't
Bother me.
Change your name,
Even better.
I will always remember bạn as
The monster under my
Bed,
The horror waiting for me
On the bus.
Thanks, dude.
Made my life that much harder.
As if I needed trouble now.
Blackmailing.
This won't work
On me, anyway.
I don't
Respond
To the things
That other teenagers
Would.
I am not
Scared of you,
bạn know.
I have a soul,
A voice,
A heart, and
I can fight bạn back.
I don't care if I
Am small, I am
Much older
Than you
Why tease
Little kids? Do you
Like being
Cruel,
Halfhearted
Coldhearted?
bạn are insensitive,
bạn only care
About you,
Yourself,
and who?
Life is
Hard enough,
Without you
Poking your nose in,
Uprooting old things
I said.
Get lost.
I won't care.
di chuyển to South Africa.
It won't
Bother me.
Change your name,
Even better.
I will always remember bạn as
The monster under my
Bed,
The horror waiting for me
On the bus.
Thanks, dude.
Made my life that much harder.
As if I needed trouble now.
Everyone sees a certain special light in them.
I don't.
Sometimes I wonder if there
is something wrong with me.
People tell me to stop feeling down.
They worry I send a negative vibe
instead of a positive one.
I can't help it.
I am what I am...
People ask if I'm ok.
They think just because I feel
down there's something wrong.
Others just judge saying
I'm always like that.
No one knows the real me.
On the outside I hiển thị my emotion
on the inside: Darkness.
Sometimes my soul feels
like it's slowly dieing, on the brink of death.
The thing about me is,
I won't pretend everything is ok when
I know it's not.
Life will knock people down.
I'm the prepared type.
Sure, I might seem the
type to draw dark
things while other girls are into
girly hearts and bright colours.
This is who I am.
I see darkness.. While others see light..
I don't.
Sometimes I wonder if there
is something wrong with me.
People tell me to stop feeling down.
They worry I send a negative vibe
instead of a positive one.
I can't help it.
I am what I am...
People ask if I'm ok.
They think just because I feel
down there's something wrong.
Others just judge saying
I'm always like that.
No one knows the real me.
On the outside I hiển thị my emotion
on the inside: Darkness.
Sometimes my soul feels
like it's slowly dieing, on the brink of death.
The thing about me is,
I won't pretend everything is ok when
I know it's not.
Life will knock people down.
I'm the prepared type.
Sure, I might seem the
type to draw dark
things while other girls are into
girly hearts and bright colours.
This is who I am.
I see darkness.. While others see light..
Dear prince,
I`m tired of living in this unusual life
My diary
Took me to an old distain memory
when I become your wife
I don`t know why ?!!
Every good memory has became whiter then white
Except the ngày I saw bạn
You`re right
Special memories always colored with special liquids
But which kind of inks should I use to erase my past
I tried everything
Harm
Hate
Even pain!
But this distain memory seems to be
My number one aim
I decided to listen to my wise tim, trái tim
But suddenly
I was falling apart
It gave me a magical ink
All I have to do is only to spring
one , two , three drops hoặc four
and everything started to be like old time before
THE SADNESS OF THE MOON
by: Charles Baudelaire
HE Moon thêm indolently dreams to-night
Than a fair woman on her đi văng at rest,
Caressing, with a hand distraught and light,
Before she sleeps, the contour of her breast.
Upon her silken avalanche of down,
Dying she breathes a long and swooning sigh;
And watches the white visions past her flown,
Which rise like blossoms to the azure sky.
And when, at times, wrapped in her languor deep,
Earthward she lets a furtive tear-drop flow,
Some pious poet, enemy of sleep,
Takes in his hollow hand the tear of snow
Whence gleams of iris and of opal start,
And hides it from the Sun, deep in his heart.
by: Charles Baudelaire
HE Moon thêm indolently dreams to-night
Than a fair woman on her đi văng at rest,
Caressing, with a hand distraught and light,
Before she sleeps, the contour of her breast.
Upon her silken avalanche of down,
Dying she breathes a long and swooning sigh;
And watches the white visions past her flown,
Which rise like blossoms to the azure sky.
And when, at times, wrapped in her languor deep,
Earthward she lets a furtive tear-drop flow,
Some pious poet, enemy of sleep,
Takes in his hollow hand the tear of snow
Whence gleams of iris and of opal start,
And hides it from the Sun, deep in his heart.
Just something I wrote! :)
Forever I am Yours
A tear falls on the page smearing the words
The last tình yêu letter bạn ever wrote to me
i hold on to it tight, hugging the word for comfort
I shall never see your smile and hear bạn laughter
But I Have these word,true words of love
bạn may be gone from my site but not from my heart
bạn broken once but when bạn fixed it bạn made it stronger
I hope to see bạn again, but for now i must live with our memories
They may be able to take bạn away from me, but they can never take my love
Forever I will tình yêu bạn
Forever I will Remember
Forever I am yours
Forever I am Yours
A tear falls on the page smearing the words
The last tình yêu letter bạn ever wrote to me
i hold on to it tight, hugging the word for comfort
I shall never see your smile and hear bạn laughter
But I Have these word,true words of love
bạn may be gone from my site but not from my heart
bạn broken once but when bạn fixed it bạn made it stronger
I hope to see bạn again, but for now i must live with our memories
They may be able to take bạn away from me, but they can never take my love
Forever I will tình yêu bạn
Forever I will Remember
Forever I am yours
In the midnight sky the air grows cool and crisp
As the moons blows away the clouds
Swirling into a small wisp
While the bugs serenade sleepy children in there beds
Who doze off to counting shooting stars
With wide eyes and dreams in there small heads
As the moon shines on seeping light onto the world
I lay wonder struck at the sight
Of five graceful fireflies
Dancing in the night
They were pearls of white against the night sky
Prettier than fireworks
Like the frost on my window that I edged the word hi
Hoping the the moon would respond
From within the midnight sky
As the moons blows away the clouds
Swirling into a small wisp
While the bugs serenade sleepy children in there beds
Who doze off to counting shooting stars
With wide eyes and dreams in there small heads
As the moon shines on seeping light onto the world
I lay wonder struck at the sight
Of five graceful fireflies
Dancing in the night
They were pearls of white against the night sky
Prettier than fireworks
Like the frost on my window that I edged the word hi
Hoping the the moon would respond
From within the midnight sky
How Clumsy
How clumsy our hands are
To so often give leave to those we love,
Crossing fingers behind backs
And waving wistful farewells
How clumsy our tongues are
Infatuated with power,
Quick to anger and quick to act
Then begging acquittal of Lazarus
How clumsily we handle
The abstracts we cannot fathom,
How clumsily we blunder
The lines we misrepresent
We are but mites surrounded bởi infinity
Enveloped bởi narcissism
And drunk on false pretenses –
How clumsy
Forgive me my tình yêu
for i cannot go on
this tourchered sould has givein up
bạn can laugh
bạn can cry
but all i scream is
Why oh why
i needed to e free
for great murder
i can not survive
your touch is healing
your Kiss is saveing
but without bạn
im dieing on the inside out
literly
i need some one to tình yêu me
i need some one to care
it can not be bạn
for bạn can not be there
i deal
i cut
i cry
i take the pain
i try
i try
i try
i try to die
but alass
i am traped
i am stuck
relese this tourchered soul
forgive my blackened sin
and try to find the tình yêu that beats within
for i cannot go on
this tourchered sould has givein up
bạn can laugh
bạn can cry
but all i scream is
Why oh why
i needed to e free
for great murder
i can not survive
your touch is healing
your Kiss is saveing
but without bạn
im dieing on the inside out
literly
i need some one to tình yêu me
i need some one to care
it can not be bạn
for bạn can not be there
i deal
i cut
i cry
i take the pain
i try
i try
i try
i try to die
but alass
i am traped
i am stuck
relese this tourchered soul
forgive my blackened sin
and try to find the tình yêu that beats within
My tim, trái tim cries,
every time I remember you,
my little brother,
full of youth,
only a child,
stolen in the night,
ransomed,
and died before bạn came back to us,
only a child,
so beautiful,
full of love,
they lấy trộm, đánh cắp bạn because bạn were there,
and we were not,
life was hopeless,
at least it felt so,
it was my fault,
I fell asleep,
well I was supposed to watch you,
but my eyes could not stay open,
tears fill my eyes,
my tim, trái tim cries,
as I remember you.
Do bạn remember me, too?
(This poem is not my experience, I wrote it for a friend.)
every time I remember you,
my little brother,
full of youth,
only a child,
stolen in the night,
ransomed,
and died before bạn came back to us,
only a child,
so beautiful,
full of love,
they lấy trộm, đánh cắp bạn because bạn were there,
and we were not,
life was hopeless,
at least it felt so,
it was my fault,
I fell asleep,
well I was supposed to watch you,
but my eyes could not stay open,
tears fill my eyes,
my tim, trái tim cries,
as I remember you.
Do bạn remember me, too?
(This poem is not my experience, I wrote it for a friend.)
What is the "l" word?
Is it "law" hoặc "lint"?
Those are incorrect,
But I'll give bạn hint
It's defined as affection
It rhymes with "dove"
Figured it out?
If not it's "love"
If your wondering what
This poem's about
The tiếp theo few stanzas
Should help bạn out
The word "love" is
Affection, passion, hoặc lust
For me, however
"love" is disgust
Hugs and kisses
Aren't me
At least that's what
I tell my family
Not my whole family
Just ones in my house
Like my mother, sisters
Grandma and her spouse
And just because I
hiển thị no affection
They say my life's
Headed a different direction
A life of drugs
Drinking and killing
Everyone in the house
Isn't that silly?
No it's not silly
It's absurd! At least
bạn know my meaning
Of the "l" word
Is it "law" hoặc "lint"?
Those are incorrect,
But I'll give bạn hint
It's defined as affection
It rhymes with "dove"
Figured it out?
If not it's "love"
If your wondering what
This poem's about
The tiếp theo few stanzas
Should help bạn out
The word "love" is
Affection, passion, hoặc lust
For me, however
"love" is disgust
Hugs and kisses
Aren't me
At least that's what
I tell my family
Not my whole family
Just ones in my house
Like my mother, sisters
Grandma and her spouse
And just because I
hiển thị no affection
They say my life's
Headed a different direction
A life of drugs
Drinking and killing
Everyone in the house
Isn't that silly?
No it's not silly
It's absurd! At least
bạn know my meaning
Of the "l" word
As the light was gone
thats all i saw
as the baby was born
he blew the horn
the sadness i saw
their was no law
ashes always came
i dont need to blame
all i saw is love
sadness bởi a dove
The tears came
while i was on my chain
darkness was on land
their was no man
as i cry
on no side
i Mất tích my pride
they lied
as they live
they give
their blonde
is gone
as the young
has done
The path
is on behath
tình yêu is sad
then bạn get mad
height
shows light
my heart
tares apart
a sorwd
went through more
the tim, trái tim bleed
now i hav need
i saw a shard
with a gaurd
so that had began
bởi a ungreatfull man
So the of thou poem must be done as the poem i shall make tiếp theo time so pick your right
thats all i saw
as the baby was born
he blew the horn
the sadness i saw
their was no law
ashes always came
i dont need to blame
all i saw is love
sadness bởi a dove
The tears came
while i was on my chain
darkness was on land
their was no man
as i cry
on no side
i Mất tích my pride
they lied
as they live
they give
their blonde
is gone
as the young
has done
The path
is on behath
tình yêu is sad
then bạn get mad
height
shows light
my heart
tares apart
a sorwd
went through more
the tim, trái tim bleed
now i hav need
i saw a shard
with a gaurd
so that had began
bởi a ungreatfull man
So the of thou poem must be done as the poem i shall make tiếp theo time so pick your right
Something about sitting on the lege of a window seal,has some how got my up most appeal, and sitting up đọc non-fiction books. The nice breezy wind gives me this great big feel. When I look outside I see my green field. Then I look inside at my wide layed out floor covered in teal. I live in a nice big quite country and thats for real. Every night I look at the moon out of my one room house.
An wish my prince would take me away from my bedroom. Only if I let my ideas bloom. bạn dont want to know half the things I think, then bạn might have to send me to a shrink. I think being in captivity dor so long makes me think. What I should do during my midnight blues. After all of that its time to hit the sack. Way in the back were bạn can see a crack of the midnight moon. Then I lay me down in sheets and let myself loose fast asleep.
The End
An wish my prince would take me away from my bedroom. Only if I let my ideas bloom. bạn dont want to know half the things I think, then bạn might have to send me to a shrink. I think being in captivity dor so long makes me think. What I should do during my midnight blues. After all of that its time to hit the sack. Way in the back were bạn can see a crack of the midnight moon. Then I lay me down in sheets and let myself loose fast asleep.
The End
the snow is red and bloody.
The ashes flew
and the damage of ngọn lửa, chữa cháy grew.
Poeple cried
then they died.
A girl and boy
needed joy.
Sadness
made alot of badness.
A black swan
comes into dawn.
tình yêu is sad
the chim bồ câu, bồ câu wasant glad.
The children run
but with no fun.
They make a red line
and the blood is not a dime.
The girl was in her white dress
and the blood on made a mess.
As the night
has fright.
Their is no doom
when bạn stare at the moon.
Is their a family
thats happily.
We need to grow the hearts
not the parts.
Dont blink
hoặc draw with ink.
We stare
at the lare.
Everyday in the halls, I saw bạn with her.
I saw bạn hug her and Kiss her.
It hurts so much.
When bạn told me it was over, I cried for so many nights.
I couldn't believe bạn wanted to end our tình yêu for that other girl.
Did bạn think I would be happy for you?
Well that was a big mistake.
When we met, I felt like I was the happiest girl to have
met you.
I felt,...like our tình yêu was going to last for long time..
It hurts so much to see bạn everytime we pass bởi each other.
It hurts so much,that I can't take it anymore.
But, why would bạn want to hurt me like this?
Did bạn think I wouldn't feel pain hoặc sadness?
Well bạn thought wrong.
bạn want to know how I feel?
I feel betrayed.
I feel like bạn grabbed a dao, con dao and...
Just cut it in pieces..
I...I can't go on like this..I just can't..
It..it hurts so much...
I saw bạn hug her and Kiss her.
It hurts so much.
When bạn told me it was over, I cried for so many nights.
I couldn't believe bạn wanted to end our tình yêu for that other girl.
Did bạn think I would be happy for you?
Well that was a big mistake.
When we met, I felt like I was the happiest girl to have
met you.
I felt,...like our tình yêu was going to last for long time..
It hurts so much to see bạn everytime we pass bởi each other.
It hurts so much,that I can't take it anymore.
But, why would bạn want to hurt me like this?
Did bạn think I wouldn't feel pain hoặc sadness?
Well bạn thought wrong.
bạn want to know how I feel?
I feel betrayed.
I feel like bạn grabbed a dao, con dao and...
Just cut it in pieces..
I...I can't go on like this..I just can't..
It..it hurts so much...
I DON’T KNOW WHAT I OWN A tim, trái tim hoặc A MIND
GOD KNOWS IF I AM REALLY LOGICAL hoặc I AM INOCENT AND KIND
I KNOW WHATS WRONG FOR ME AND ALSO WHAT IS RIGHT
BUT STILL MY MIND AND tim, trái tim ALWAYS FIGHT
tim, trái tim GOES IN SOME WAY AND MIND GOES SOMEWHERE ELSE
MIND SEES WHATS GOOD AND BAD BUT HEART’S SIGHT GOES ON HOW IT SOUNDS AND SMELLS
WHEN I HEAR TO MY MIND MY tim, trái tim IS SAD
BUT IT DOESN’T KNOW IN FUTURE IT WOULD BE BAD
MY MIND IS PROUD OF ITS INTELLIGENCE
AND IT WANTS ME TO BE ITS EVIDENCE
HOW COULD I BE HAPPY
WHEN MY MIND IS FINE BUT tim, trái tim IS HAVING CRANNY
AND I lung lay, swing IN BETWEEN
ALWAYS ONE IS GLOOMY AND OTHER IS SHEEN
IT’S ME WHO ALWAYS HAS TO SUFFER
FOR MAKING MY SOUL SAD I’LL CALL THEM DUFFER
BUT I tình yêu MY tim, trái tim AND ALSO MY MIND
MAY BE THEY AREN’T PERFECT, BUT THERES SOME PERFECTION THAT IN THEM I CAN FIND.
GOD KNOWS IF I AM REALLY LOGICAL hoặc I AM INOCENT AND KIND
I KNOW WHATS WRONG FOR ME AND ALSO WHAT IS RIGHT
BUT STILL MY MIND AND tim, trái tim ALWAYS FIGHT
tim, trái tim GOES IN SOME WAY AND MIND GOES SOMEWHERE ELSE
MIND SEES WHATS GOOD AND BAD BUT HEART’S SIGHT GOES ON HOW IT SOUNDS AND SMELLS
WHEN I HEAR TO MY MIND MY tim, trái tim IS SAD
BUT IT DOESN’T KNOW IN FUTURE IT WOULD BE BAD
MY MIND IS PROUD OF ITS INTELLIGENCE
AND IT WANTS ME TO BE ITS EVIDENCE
HOW COULD I BE HAPPY
WHEN MY MIND IS FINE BUT tim, trái tim IS HAVING CRANNY
AND I lung lay, swing IN BETWEEN
ALWAYS ONE IS GLOOMY AND OTHER IS SHEEN
IT’S ME WHO ALWAYS HAS TO SUFFER
FOR MAKING MY SOUL SAD I’LL CALL THEM DUFFER
BUT I tình yêu MY tim, trái tim AND ALSO MY MIND
MAY BE THEY AREN’T PERFECT, BUT THERES SOME PERFECTION THAT IN THEM I CAN FIND.
Time...
It keeps moving foward
Regardless of those who are forced
To di chuyển along with it
Time moves to the future
Is it fate that guides us
hoặc just a ripple effect of your thoughts
And actions we give out
Like a stone thrown into the water...
We are born into time
And the future is ahead
Waiting for us
To produce it
We are told the future is ours
But many take it for granted
Living our life with greed and pride
Never do we think twice, the Angel and devil
On your shoulders have grown bored
Our conscience is a gift
If not used it will rot
An empty soul is an empty mind
Keep it open and keep it full
For all are different and yet we are the same
Part of the never ending journey through time...
