Against bullying.Got this from :iconSoWhatMyNameIsNunya:
You see that 15-year-old girl holding hands with her one-year-old son that you called a slut? She was raped at 13.
You see that boy crying that you made fun of for being a cry-baby? His best friend committed suicide last night.
You see that girl that you make fun of for having all those bruises? She is abused by her parents.
You see that bald woman that you made fun of? She is dying of breast cancer.
You see that old man that you called ugly? He got a serious injury to his face in the war.
You see that man that you made fun of for having all those burns? He ran into a burning hospital to save his dead daughter.
You see that girl that you called fat? She is starving herself.
You see that boy you called stupid? He has Down Syndrome.
Favorite this journal and re-post if your against bullying!
Do you think I really care~A shattering voice, floods the inside of my brain when I wake up.Do you think I really care~2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Burning scars, are forever encased inside my heart.
A shining orb, has come to me once again now.
Painful insults, mock me from all around.
It's all too much, now I've gone deaf, I can no longer hear a sound.
And I probably sound pathetic, but after all that I've been through, do you think I really care?
Because, a hole in my head, has already stopped my thoughts.
Who is no one~Do I have a heart?Who is no one~2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No one knows.
Am I blind?
No one can tell.
Is love real?
Everyone thinks so but no one knows for sure.
Do I like someone?
No one can answer.
Am I deaf?
No one thinks so.
Am I pretty?
No one believes you to be.
Am I selfish?
No one thinks not.
Am I really mute?
No one has the answer.
Isn't it strange, that after all of these questions I still have one more.
Who is no one and where did they get these answers?
I am lonely~I am lonely.I am lonely~2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
No one can see me.
I am forever stuck in my own little fantasy.
All alone I whisper.
Why am I so alone?
Why can't someone come and rescue me?
I have a time in everyday.
A time that I question my worries away.
I cherish the thoughts and feelings I have.
But, they always seem to make me sad.
I know that I can never be happy.
So why do I even try?
And even though I have that time.
This question will never die.
The End~I was a mouse.The End~2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
A mouse stuck in a box with no opening.
Trying at every angle to escape, when there was no opening.
I was left to be tortured by my master.
While awaiting the only thing that I knew would come...
But strangely, even sadly, 'The End' just didn't seem close enough.
The WorstHate is an ugly emotion.The Worst2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Violence begets violence.
Revenge solves nothing.
Murder wastes the gift of life.
Despair defeats hope.
These are worse,
But what is worst
In the face
The FallCast your shadow on me.The Fall2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Cover my white innocence
With darker desires.
I once was an angel
Who fell for
DiveBeyond this common realm of beauty,Dive2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
let me dive
in the deepest dimension, where
i can swim across an unfailing wash
feel the first touch of early dawn,
and that moment,
right before you move into me:
when my eyes close and our breaths hitch
and the quixotic wash
of stars settle on our skin like dew,
the cooling adjustment to love
weightless in the air.
Dive with me,
in this place unfamiliar of time.
Non-conformistsHe'll take your life's tragedy,Non-conformists2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
whip up some kind of alchemy,
he'll turn the sorrow of sheep,
into something meaningful,
you could say even deep.
Off the beaten path,
he's hacked at with the machetes of the mundane,
endlessly the herd fight with his fact.
If you don't like people free to think,
this guy will crawl under your skin,
you'll be so preoccupied salting your own wounds,
he'll eventually win.
They come in all shapes and every size,
but they recognize each other from a mile,
can sense a common ground,
more interested in getting to the truth,
then being led to where no one ever gets found.
If this read made you somewhat uncomfortable,
there's still hope for you,
turn to the left or to the right,
there's a non-conformist ready to help you take flight.
Words Can HurtWords can hurt, you know?Words Can Hurt1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Don't pretend you did not know...
I take the blow hard...
ReincarnateI imagine that I’ll come backReincarnate2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
as a librarian, a man and somewhere
in Borneo or Edinburgh,
trying to make sense
of the things I left behind,
we’ll find each other, again -
they say souls travel
in the same circles, and we’ll remember
over words, poetry
and the music you made;
the keys to Freon playing behind us.
it may be a poignant reunion
of once weary souls,
filtering through the universe
time and time again.
I’ll tell you we were lovers in a past life
and you’ll roll your eyes
as you did once before –
a firm scientist and open cynic.
I’ll shrug, as always,
and show you how we unravelled ourselves
Edgar and EmilyI see the poets dancing in the hallwayEdgar and Emily2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
The Raven in a waltz with the Woman in White
Looking into each other's eyes as if no one was there
Not knowing my camera froze that moment for me
What Is Missing From MeI’ve lost my sense of self,What Is Missing From Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I am near to breaking my shell,
With nothing left but my depleting health,
I’ve never felt so well.
I’ve lost my grip of what is true,
Losing from being distorted for too long,
To always being so blue,
With my heart singing its own lazy song.
My own mind is quiescent,
Not knowing what is wrong from right.
My own being losing its purity and innocence,
Never again basking in heaven's light.
My Scars Prove You Wrong (original song)Scars on the surface, on my skinMy Scars Prove You Wrong (original song)1 year ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Look at the wounds to know, where i've been
Throwing me against, my own walls
But I've learned to fly, when i fall
And I know my scars are only on the surface
And I know that I, I, I am not worthless
No matter how they break me, i'm unbreakable
No matter how they hurt me, i'm invincible
You know a heart
Keeps on bleeding
When it breaks it goes on beating
I, I'll keep on keeping on
'Cause my scars prove you, wrong.
I've Been Meaning To Tell You...I wish I could tell youI've Been Meaning To Tell You...1 year ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
What's really on my mind,
But I always end up saying
Yeah, I'm fine.
Because I'm so scared
That you won't understand;
It's because I know you
And I can't make you understand,
But I don't want to try,
Don't want to hurt you.
So the days fly by...
...And I still haven't told you
What's really on my mind.
You ask about my day-
I tell you it was "fine".
Because I'm really scared
Of the expression you'll make
But I don't want to lie!
So I'm just going to say that "I'm fine,"
Oh, I'm fine...
Please don't run away, my love!
Please don't run away!
I'm working up the courage to tell you
How I really feel.
Please don't worry about me, love,
And please don't try to hide,
Or I'll end up crying myself to sleep
I'm fine, oh, I'm fine...
I'm trying to tell you, I am!
I promise you I try!
But I swallow the words at the thought of you sad,
And the whole time I'm feeling my-
Anthem to a MusicianIt is here I find disconnection...Anthem to a Musician1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
severed from mind, body and all that appears to be shown,
drifting into effervescence of escaping vapors only extending out and away,
I say good day to all my chores,
settled all my scores,
here no need for even a beating heart,
dispense of all those agreements,
shed all commitments,
just to be,
here within this vast outerness,
answer only to you and me.
Stadiums drift on by,
so many have ridden my wave,
so much sparkling admiration I have given,
delivered freely for others to soar,
so here to envelop your gift is such relief,
as you have loved me,
I hear you today too,
here only in you I believe.
When we are alone we find shelter in other worlds open on display,
as I have dripped my essential core over you in sound clouds,
so do you appease my longi
My Dreams~My dreams.My Dreams~2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
They are what keeps me interested in life.
And bored of what death might be.
They appear every night to refresh me when I am tired.
And, make me excited for night to come again.
They are full of extraordinary things, such as...
Cat's with magical powers.
Dog's who are the opposite of man's best friend.
Mountain's that grow inward.
Rain that fall's upward.
Wind's that never blow.
River's that never flow.
Flower's that never Bloom.
A place where everyday is filled with gloom.
A place where fish can blink.
Boat's can't sink.
They are random things, You know.
They are pretty amazing and really vivid too.
They are really Interesting to me, yes me, but I wouldn't recommend them for you.
EndlessIf the world throws you out,Endless2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
dead ends seem cruel and ungiving,
there's always life here to drink from,
to quench the thirsts of the living.
Picking each other up when we fall,
you know that's the way it's always been with us,
there are no closed doors,
no untended sores,
endless access to a life giving source.
The fountain is full and in times of old it was in need of replenishing,
now no need for a via,
we are the supply unending,
abundance without a need never needs tending.
In your darkest times both then and now,
you were never alone,
you thought of the next guy somehow,
if he asked sincerely,
you would have stood by purely,
just as I would do surely.
No matter the road,
no matter the time,
day or night,
fountain flows to places of wonder,
icicle melts to return anew,
we are al
Dream~I've finally broke,Dream~2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm now completely mad,
But, even though I fight against god,
Does that mean I'm truly bad?
For all that we know,
God could be Evil and the Devil might be Good,
Both of them being more different,
Than we ever thought they could,
But, don't listen to me,
Now come to a world of no peace,
Where chaos reins supreme,
Just lay your sleepy head down,
And start to dream,
Dream of all the world,
Space and time,
Dream of a place where everyone speaks in rhyme,
And when you wake up,
You will find,
That everything is still alright.
A GREAT ACTORA GREAT ACTORA GREAT ACTOR2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
So you came to say sorry,
But you do it just for glory
To show people you are kind,
You think, you are a great mind
So do it! Tell your lie!
Be an actor! Show you're shy!!
That's your crowd, make your try!
Let them see you, when you cry!!
Speak for nights, full of fear,
That you felt, your death is near
Waking up by your screams,
Say, you die in your dreams!
Give them moments of repentance,
Say you're here with no resistance
Let them see your rotting heart!
Yeah! Lying it's an art!
It's your show, It's your chance!
And I see it, You are in trance!
So do it! Tell your lie!
Be an actor! Show you're shy!!
That's your crowd, make your try!
Let them see you, when you cry!!
Lying is Bad (A message to myself)Hello darling.Lying is Bad (A message to myself)1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
Have you ever held a needle to your wrist?
Have you ever skipped a meal because you were hungry?
Have you ever punched your stomach before falling asleep?
Have you ever felt wrong, because you told someone you were okay? (After all, lying is bad.)
Have you ever rocked back and forth without realizing, until someone else told you to stop?
Have you ever slammed your head against your wall so you might forget your situation?
Have you ever cried in a thunderstorm so no one would hear your cries for help?
Have you ever worn long sleeves and said it was because you were chilly... then felt horrible? (After all, lying is bad.)
Hello darling, I know you have.
But remember, you're strong. You're worthy.
You're more powerful than your sadness.
You are incredible.
You have been through more than you know,
And fought through more than you know...
And you've survived much more than you know.
You are going to make it.
You are going to push through this.
You are going to
Random thoughtLove is like oxygenRandom thought1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
You need it to live
But it kills you slowly
Guy on a BikeDear guy on a bikeGuy on a Bike2 years ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Why do you ride in the lane?
You are not a car!