my lifePeople don't want me to be me,
so they force me to be the person they want to see.
they don't see that their effect was reversed
or that my breaking point has been traversed.
I feel as though my mind is slowly being erraticated
and my once strong body painfully mutilated.
because of my affiliations,
i have suffered through many tribulations.
I want to just lay down and die
and let my soul drift towards the sky.
but i know it's not my time quite yet,
for i still have goals that need to be met.
So until i finish my final task,
a little peace is all i ask.
i do not wish to cause any strife,
i just want you to get out of MY LIFE!!!
LifeLifeLife10 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
What is life?
I don't know.
Life is just…life.
It starts, and it ends.
But what is it like?
It's not like time. Time cannot be stopped. Life can.
Yet, it's like a river. Rivers can be controlled. Life can be controlled.
So is life like a river? Nah.
It's not like a river, and it's not like time…
What is life? What is it like?
Well, I'd say…
Life is whatever you want it to be. Good or bad.
No one else can make you change how your life is except you.
The question now is…
What DO you want it to be?
It's your choice. Make it a good one.
LifeLife is quite simple,Life7 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
but we humans insist on
The Truth to LifeDo we have a purpose, is a question one will often askThe Truth to Life11 years ago in Open More Like This
Is there a higher power out there, some greater task
The truth will hurt many, not only a few
People have a hard time dealing with that which is true
There is nothing greater that watches your back
Deal with it, stop crying and build your own stack
You are responsible for the life that you lead
It is not someone else's fault when you don't get what you need
If one wants the stars, they must be grabbed by one's own hand
Nothing in life is freely given there is no promised land
So the question remains, why are we here
For those without faith, the answer is painfully clear
We live only for today and if we are lucky the morrow
To us there is no afterlife, but that brings us no sorrow
Self improvement is our main goal and it starts in the here and now
We refuse to be filled with illusions of grandeur and get fat off them like a cow
The best of us seek improvement in every area we can
Without the proper balance of self there can be no co
Life is ..Life is …Life is ..9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Life is the space between your ears,
Life is the song that no one hears,
Life is the place that only you know,
Life is the grass growing through snow,
Life is the touch of a lover's hand,
Life is a castle melting in sand,
Life is the laugh that's stuck in your throat
Life is a poem that god wrote
Life is the shiver on a warm night,
Life is like death, only not quite.
Life is...Sometimes I wonder: what am I?Life is...7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I look at the stars and feel very small;
just a tiny consciousness.
But if I were as tall as a planet,
I would still be short in comparison to the universe.
I see a person twice my size
and I feel weak and fragile.
But if I were strong and powerful,
I would still not be invincible.
I see a painting by the hand of a genius,
and I feel inexperienced and ignorant.
But if I were the greatest artist alive,
it would not make me love what I do any more or less.
I see blood, running from the wound of another,
and I feel a chilling fear from deep within.
But if I walked this earth with bravery,
it would not make things less dangerous.
I see a baby, innocent and naive,
and I feel cynical and jaded.
But if I saw through untainted eyes all my life,
it would not make the world a better place.
I see a raindrop, tear of the sky,
and I feel ugly and unsightly.
But if I were as beautiful as rain,
it would not make me crystal clear inside.
There are children with cancer,
Life...Look around you; this worlds a mess.Life...6 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Cause life is a whore; whos slipping out of her black dress.
She'll fuck you over and spit you out;
so hold on tight and- find something you can care about.
Life's a bitch, and I'm sure you know it;
Everyday there's a million little ways she'll show it.
She'll stick her nose up at starving kids.
And offer up people to the highest bids.
She'll scoff at families in broken homes,
and laugh at the pitfalls in the paths we roam.
Yeah life is a sadist; she loves our pain.
She runs through the warzones,And dances in the crimson rain.
She feeds on anguish; and she'll drink up our tears.
Loves to layer her abuse, into our darkest fears.
If the Earth is the 'mother', and Time plays 'dad';
Then life is the daughter that they both wish they never had.
We treat her like shit, and we throw her away;
then somehow wonder how she got this way.
Life is in pain, her beauty blemished by madness.
Holding to flickering joy while engulfed by sadness.
Even when she hurts y
ThisIsWhatFalling Feels Like. [x] This is What Falling Feels Like [x]ThisIsWhatFalling Feels Like.10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I think your just scared, or something like that.
But I guess I'll never know.
You caught me WAY off guard and I had to catch myself when I fell.
but since thats impossible, I just let myself fall
Kind of like those dreams where you keep falling and falling and you know theres no one down there to catch you
and your heart just kind of sinks into your stomach until you feel like puking.
but you never puke either
that pain is just there
and you cant get rid of it by yourself
so I've come to this conclusion that it really isnt me, its you.
your just scared to catch me.
but you hate to watch me fall too.
and your scared to fall.
Cause you dont think Id catch you if you did..
I told you (in fewer words) that I would catch you
You must have trust issues cause you didnt believe that either.
But Im just a little girl who cant change minds and I cant change hearts either, cause Ive tried
LifeLife,Life8 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
what is it?
Its been said,
and it hurts.
The ones that lost a parent,
there heart was torn away....
What is she to do?
The one that changed to home schooling...
She has problems with friends.
Now she cant find any......
The one who's friends are now doing drugs,
There losing close friends......
They change to,
smoking and alcohol
The one that is alone most of the time.
He is only known mostly threw the net....
Other than that he's really unknown....
What's he to do?
The one that almost died.....
I don't have to say any more with this one.
They are in so much pain,
it hurts to think on.
i guess the question is.....
Why all this.
Will it end......
Will I or they live,
to see an other day?
Its way to hard!!!
It seems we are waiting to die.
Why, you ask your self,
the tear roles down your face.
Looking at the ground,
you never knew what you missed
The perfect eveningI would be the best boyfriend for myself,The perfect evening7 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
Because I know what I want you to do, I know what would make me feel special.
The best thing- The best thing would be if tomorrow afternoon when I told you I wasnt going to be at school on Wednesday, You told me you would miss me, and kiss me really gently.
Then you would smile and say,
Lets just hope were snowed out of school on Thursday
You can come to my house
We can make little chocolate cakes with marshmallow hearts on top!
Id love that, I really would.
It would just be us two at yours,
Everyone else would be out, just out.
Wed watch a film until 1 am, and then youd carry me up to bed, because youre that strong.
Youd say you would sleep on the sofa if I wanted.
Why the hell would I want you to sleep on the sofa?
Id say I cant kick you out of your own bed, but I will make you sh
My LifeThis is my story:My Life7 years ago in Biography & Memoir More Like This
Lets start with my name, it's Jamie. Nice to meet you! I am 34 years ancient, which I suspect explains why I'm so mental. I was adopted when I was 5, and although I had problems, I was soon to discover just how bad things could get.
I'll cut to the chase, and leave out the not so interesting things. My adoptive parents were, and are, spineless, evil, cowards, and my dad is...well, a sick man. Sadly, he is also a minister...go figure. By the time I was 8, my parents had no further use for me because I wasn't a girl (sick), and because my sisters no longer liked me. I had the same problems a lot of you guys do and did, no self esteem, kids treated me horribly in school and church. I got beat up a lot until I turned 10 and started fighting back. Then I got punished. For defending myself. because my parents were "Pillars of the community" and I made them look bad. No love lost there, I assure you. My sisters got new clothes every year, I had
LifeLife is the wind blowing through the trees,Life4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Life is the sound of the buzzing bees,
Life is the smell of a summer day,
Life is amazing in every way.
Life is all there is to know,
Life is what makes flowers grow,
Life is important so don't forget,
Life is great so don't regret.
LifeIve seen the world with these two eyes.Life8 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A movie played inside my mind.
Ive traveled the seas in half the time
Without ever leaving home.
Ive spread my wings but didnt fly
Ive touched heaven, but I didnt die
Had the chance to ask God why
Without ever receiving an answer.
Ive count the stars and made to ten
Lost track and had to start again.
People laughed, but thats how we make friends
Without ever knowing their name.
Ive loved completely and watched them leave
I tell the storysome dont believe
Let them go or did you flee?
Without seeing what tomorrow brings.
Ive cried like I would never smile
Walked in darkness for half a mile
Saw the sun in the distance for a small while
Without ever feeling its rays.
Ive walked the beachestasted the breeze
There was a time that Ive felt free.
Touched my soul and let life be
Without any regrets to hold.
Ive laughed until I could not breathe
Gasped for air a
I Hate Everything About YouLying next to you, eyes tightly shut, feigning a sleep that will never come. Sidelong glances, catch sight of your pale hand above the covers, long fingers still stained with the blood from your latest victim; can barely retain a shudder of revulsion. Reach out, wanting to scratch that stain away, to scratch your skin until it bleeds, but somehow my fingers end up entwined with yours, clutching tight for simple sanity.I Hate Everything About You7 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Mind cast back to mere hours before and that mortal girl intoxicated on beauty and promise. Your sweet seduction; lips next to hers, hands on her breast. Gentle words whispered in her ears, honeyed lies convincing her to believe. Watching as your perfect face moved closer to hers, dark hair falling across her fragile skin as she simpered in your arms. One final lingering kiss; then your fangs sinking into her throat in a last, deadly embrace. Her body slowly failing as you gorged yourself on her life, then discarded her remains. Disgusted at your carelessness, your cruel
My Secret CrushMy Secret Crush10 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I have a little secret,
Deep within my chest.
Many know of this secret,
But only I know best.
The secrets about a girl,
Whom I so truly love.
The girl, so beautiful,
It's like she's from up above.
She is totally amazing,
Kind and beautiful in every way.
She is all I want and all I need,
But will the word yes be what she says.
I will not say her name,
In fear that she will know.
Of all my feelings and all my love,
And at that she will go.
I just hope that one day,
She will feel the same.
And I hope that one day,
In my ear she'll same my name.
Hetalia Academy 10Gilbert walked with his two best friends as they headed to the mess hall for dinner. All in all, it was miserable. They ended up sitting on the opposite side of the large room than where they normally did with Alfred, Arthur, Ivan, Yao and the others. No, they sat by themselves in the corner, avoiding eye contact with the ones they could feel staring at their backs.Hetalia Academy 103 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"This sucks." The albino growled into his drink, earning a sad gaze from the Spaniard and Frenchman.
"Lovi won't even say hi to me anymore! How can I host him if I can't even talk to him?" Antonio whined fearfully.
He didn't get a reply, just the sound of silver tapping the plates they ate off of.
After a few minutes, Gilbert turned his head, taking a quick glance at their usual table. They were all talking and laughing like they usually were. "Guys," He said, turning back around, causing the two to look up at him. "I'm not very hungry right now I'm just going to go to bed." He told them quietly, standing up and dumpin
FearWhat is fear exactly? an illusion of the mind?Fear11 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
a simple feeling felt when the future's hard to find?
I've heard of fears of spiders,snakes, and even death.
Some symptoms felt are quivers, and some shortness of breath.
But really, what is fear? No matter what its from?
I think that fear itself, is a fear of whats to come.
I find it really odd that fear's a fear itself.
If its a murderer in the night, or a spider on your shelf.
What happens if he shoots the gun? or the spider jumps at you?
What happens if you choose to run? or to kill it with a shoe?
Aren't these questions what makes us scared? What triggers fear inside?
I feel these feelings are the reason we have to run and hide.
Its simple yet it is complex, a spinning mind parade.
Is it possible to make these awful feelings fade?
Maybe yes, and maybe no, only time can tell.
But the fear of falling's not so bad, after you've gone and fell.
But then, the fear itself, is not what we so hate,
its the future that might change, that makes
Prussia x Hungary: Liza, Chapter OneCHAPTER ONE_Prussia x Hungary: Liza, Chapter One4 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
You, as a reader, may wish for more detail to my story than what I will give to my grandchildren. You may also be older than them. Therefore I will tell you everything as clearly as I remember itevery raw, ripping detail a brutally explicit glimpse into my past.
First: This will be an introduction of sorts, as it is getting harder for me every day to remember back to my childhood.
But as far back as I can remember, he has always been there. When I was at home, he'd be knocking on my door, asking me to play. When I was at school, he'd be there, teasing and making fun of me. I never seemed to be rid of him
His name was Gilbert.
The first time I met him, we were both seven years old. He lived on the next street over from mine, and we went to the same school. Gilbert introduced himself to me one day on the playground. Of course I didn't know what he
I hate you, dadI hate you, dad11 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
You think it's so funny to insult me
Just wait until the tables are turned
You won't try to "protect" me, I'll be free
And I won't have to listen to your arrogant lectures anymore
I hate it when you are near
Not taking anything seriously
You sicken me with every tear
Your twisted, split personality is my phobia
Why talk? When it's obvious I'm not listening
When you try to joke around
Not noticing the teardrop in my eye, glistening
At the point of wishing to be deaf, to block out your voice
Stop shouting at me, I'm just going to ignore you
I despise everything that you are
All that I'm saying, is true
So, why can't you realise that I'm no longer your little princess?
There is no point in treating me bad
Since I'm already used to it. It won't affect me
I hate you, dad
So just shut up and leave me alone
Spain's Prisoner 16The dock was silent except for the crash of harsh waves against the wooden ships and the pain filled cries of the young Canadian who had fallen to his knees.Spain's Prisoner 164 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Matthew's heart throbbed agonizingly in his wounded chest, and his French captain towered over him with saddened eyes as he watched.
Vacant seconds turned to early minutes, and unbearably measured minutes turned into half an hour gone by.
Still no Alfred. Still no Arthur.
Prussia was done waiting for a miracle to happen and looked away from the spot both of the men had died. Then, he coughed roughly, cocking the pistol he held once again.
"Ludwig, tie up my old friend. I'll get Francis." He ordered, receiving a nod as he pointed his gun towards the Frenchman.
France didn't try to run. None of them did. Matthew just kept crying as Francis picked up his trembling form, holding him close as he was escorted along with the Italians still embracing one another in fear by Gilbert. Spain walked in front of them with Ludwig, and now Franci
Greater Love Hath No ManCategory: FanfictionGreater Love Hath No Man4 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
Fandom(s): Hetalia (HetaOni)
Summary: He sees their love and their sacrifice, and sometimes it's the only thing that keeps him from giving up.
Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends. (John 15:13)
Time and time again, he sees their love and their sacrifice, the lengths to which they go for each other and for him, and sometimes it's the only thing that keeps him from giving up.
The weight of the world has never been a more appropriate phrase, and Italy wonders if this is how Atlas metaphorically feels, staggering under a burden so heavy that it's a wonder the world doesn't come crashing down. It's balanced so dangerously, so precariously, and he feels like every step he takes, every choice he makes, is one step closer to disaster. It would be enough to crush anyone. It should be enough to crush him.
But somehow, it doesn't, and he can only say that it's because of them.
Them - the world he's
Listen to the SoundThere is a woman,Listen to the Sound4 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
In Moscow tonight,
Whose heart is breaking,
Whose tears are so bright
The world is taking,
All that she loves,
She had what she wanted,
But it wasn't quite enough...
So she fell...
Can you see the anger...?
Can you see the strain?
Can you feel the passion...?
Can you hear the pain?!
Listen to the sound(Listen to the sound)
As the world turns 'round(As the world turns 'round)
Listen to the sound(Listen to the sound)
As it all falls down(It all...falls down...)
Listen to the sound(Listen to the sound...)
There is a man,
Up in Vancouver,
Who loves his daughter,
But he's about to lose her
So many months of chemotherapy,
So much medication,
She's lost the luster,
He used to see...
His mind is flying!
His eyes are crying!
His heart is dying!
She's slipping away from him, now...!
Can you see the anger?!
Can you see the strain...?!
Can you feel his passion?!
Can you hear his pain?!
Listen to the sound(Listen to the sound)
As the world turns 'round(As the world turns '
SheCan'tDanceAndHeCan'tSinghe had his heart lockedSheCan'tDanceAndHeCan'tSing6 years ago in Other More Like This
up in his ribcage,
but she was determined
to be the one to set it
she was a waste
of perfectly good oxygen,
but he was the one to make
sure that she could always
The StoryOnce long ago,The Story12 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
There was a girl that always seemed to get her way.
But this girl was always nice to others,
Always loved to play.
Until something went wrong,
So terribly wrong that everything just fell apart in front of her eyes.
Feeling as helpless as never before,
She carried on with the dismal life that was now her own.
People looked at her and plug their nose just to stear away from her.
Her father left with another,
Her mother now smoking with her friend,
All has gone wrong for this little girl,
This girl is a young lady now!
She lives on leaving the house,
She became the queen of trash in her town.
All men have their way with her.
Until one day.
After mom told her that she would stop the weed,
The young lady walked up to her room and pulled a gun from her hope chest.
Wishing that she would not have to use it,
Now was the time.
She had to leave this world at this time.
Wanting nothing else but to go,
The trigger was pulled.
My Dead Lesbian DogMy poor dead lesbian dog,My Dead Lesbian Dog11 years ago in Ballad More Like This
Died a sad lesbian death.
She was just drinking egg nog...
Laced with crystal meth.
Because of her over-dose,
She is now lesbian dead,
What I miss most,
Is stroking her lesbian head.
Now she's in doggy heaven,
(More likely doggy hell)
She died at the lesbian age of seven,
Feeling unlesbianly well.
Now she is lesbian gone,
My dinner is her lesbian remains,
And so she'll live on,
In me-- when I eat her lesbian brains!