had them laying around my desk for a while <3


Fate fell short this timeInside there's a moleFate fell short this time
Scratching and skinning
Pealing and bringing
While white burns to white
There, on the line, Far beyond all truth,
You lie rotten with your flesh
Consuming a small lamb
So what the hell has happens, When the crib tips over
And out falls this ugly beast
That takes more than my whole heart?
Where have all the orbits
And milky ways, dazzled in excellence,
Fallen to? Here on the ground
Next to me; this rotten apple core?
Wars settle slower with feverish eyes
A coal mine coll


Allusion of a Day DreamI sit with Walter Mitty My mind, a pleasant treeAllusion of a Day Dream
Laced with only long felt dreams In our castle by the sea
We build it high to see a star (Second one to the right) Laying out the boundaries took
More than a midsummers night
O! The tragedies that befell my wit My dear Watson, be afraid. Sadness crossed the moors to us
'Cause Cathys darkness seemed to fade
Someone beautiful is cursed
And takes a score to fight off foes
Is it sin? I think so 'cause Darkness comes, where Nightfall goes.


trying to catch a roseWell, well, I dug it a hole.trying to catch a rose
a marvelous hole filled with bamboo and seaweed
and I made promises to the snakes down there
I swore to them
To catch a Rose and to deliver it, swift.
Well, snakes, I suck at that
Its taking much longer than expected
The bamboo quickly snapped and the
Weeds slowly stunk
And now were both left with tired eyes
Blazing blue and high top buildings
Is where I was perched
Staring down at my hole
Stories and stories far down and I up above Tiny is my large hole now carved in the mid


Harsh rumFor from this heartHarsh rum
Harsh rum subsides
To fill the cradles
With lullabies
Full of crafty
Full of wise
Let no man out And collect their cries
Keep close to truth
But love all the lies
Without shady lights The young one dies
To peel and squeal
Inside its eyes
Please dont be late
In green dusty skies
While fast pacing passion Slowly dies
The girl sits at a mirror
Asking too many whys


Days Gone ByAirplanes flapping to the willow tree's snapping. I stand in the field of marching violent violets. The crack in my glasses limits my room to breathe. Piano keys stick to the bottom of my shoes. It limits my room to breathe.Days Gone By
Summer songs cling to my arms as I carry on, Carry on to the days of Fall. As fall is Falling and Spring is springing, The winter love still seems to float in existence.
The bruises on our arms bring us to reality. The airplanes cease to flap and the willows stop snapping. The crack in the floor is no more and the sticky keys are left in the b
| So, I’m kind of new to all this. My sister and brother both have been using this site a lot and they encouraged me to get my own account and post some of my work. I am more of writer of stories than poems. I am working on a book and am about half way done. It’s a story called Ronny about a teenager with bipolar disorder. There is obviously a lot more to that story, if your want to know more, than ask me =3 Ummm, what else, what else? Well, About a year ago a friend got me a book on Albert Einstein. I read it for fun but it really changed my life. He was an incredible man who taught me that the only way to live is if your mind is completely open. It's pretty much my motto to keep my mind open to true thoughts and to not let my mind conform to nothingness until I can no longer dream or think my own thoughts. I believe in using your mind as a powerful tool and keeping it active and open. I have three heroes in my life who really define who I am and helped shaped me. The first is Albert Einstein (it would be rather redundant to explain why.) The second is Adam Duritz. His mind is so open. His lyrics are so beautiful and his life, dealing with his disorder, is truly inspirational. The third, now it may seem weird, is Robert E. Lee. I am a huge history nut and I really respect him. Lee, to me, was a complete genius and strong man of character. Obliviously he used his mind. Thats about it for now |
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People say to spend our days spreading love
And yet all we seem to be able to spread is war...
=RawEm0tion
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There's no more life left to live...
If I can't be me, I don't see why I should even be.
it was really pretty
and im really sorry about your cat :c
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There's no more life left to live...
If I can't be me, I don't see why I should even be.
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My Art Blog
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People say to spend our days spreading love
And yet all we seem to be able to spread is war...
=RawEm0tion
DAMN YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU UUUUUUUUUUUU
*shudders*
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