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waiting for the time, watching the hours passing by. I’m in between of this, Believing, disbelieving. This pointless struggling pushing me back. I can't run from this
A person may leave or stay, To know the reason, if I may. A person can always get hurt, Only if they didn’t make the cut.
I don't know anymore But the things I do know is that I think too much I dream too much I believe too much I wait too long, my patience runs thin and I give in
Oh, Mystic Michael You were famous in a world that not many people understand Oh, Mystic Michael When you showed up, you were supposed to fix our problems Oh, Mystic Michael
since seeing is believing, i close my eyes, when i hear lies, because seeing is believing...
You. We met a year and three months ago, I wonder where all this time did go. Although when we met, I must admit, I had no idea we would end up like this.
When the going gets going And the tough gets tougher, I need something there to help me to muster The means to get up, thankfully I got just that They help me out when I reach a small spat
10 years old Drowning in anxiety I envy peers who’ve claimed elementary school royalty An alien in my own world
I promise to write every day, Even if it’s only a sentence Or a short paragraph That kinda sucks And sounds like I was drunk
Voices everywhere Running in my mind Cannot let it destroy my life Ignore, Ignore, Ignore, Don’t let anything stop me Believe in myself Ignore negative voices BELIVE in my CHOICES
I didn't believe. What happens when you die? Is there a heaven and hell or am I living a lie? I didn't believe. You see stuff on the news. You figure none of those things can possibly happen to you.
An eighteen year old girl should not have to be surrounded An eighteen year old shouldn’t need to drown in their thoughts A person should never be consumed My friend is no longer my friend
My Room. Its calm.
The wind picks up and the horizon turns burgundy red The people of this city scurry to their expensive cars Racing to get home to see the kids, to finish the game, for dinner. But what they don’t see
Seeing these days of darknes
Doors without locks Windows glued shut One Zoloft by day Insomnia by night My week in a mental hospital After I tried to make it all go away Don't tell me I'm okay
He sits on the bench grasping his ticket he looks at the train schedules and sees that his train is not due for a long while. he looks out the window through the thicket and sees no one, not even a single smile.
The sketches in my notebook, and the raindrops on my window This, Blissfully this The art of nature and its beautiful galore, those laughs and those smiles I'd like to see more This, Blissfully this
Watery Sight at times of lonesome Nights, To Ponder, To Whimper of tomorrow’s whispers and what will be in store Or if I’ll mourn. Boiled blood, tears are shed and burn to nothing
The light in her eyes fade The shimmering in her eyes, now as black as coal No meager words can be found to describe how her heart aches This agony. This wretchedness. This torment.
You wouldn't think that it would be this hard to listen to your own thoughts and your own heart. The silence doesn't help, it only makes it worse. The silence makes my thoughts lonely, makes my mind race.
You slapped me for a year, I endured.
In the beginning there was the World, HE and I. The World was vast and forgiving and I was happy.
Coming in brisk shadows Living in the dark corners of my mind Bringing light into my world As you take me away Pushing the sails with your gentle hands While thrusting the tides with your warm air
Tell me how I am supposed to know what to believe in,
To reach the dream I can achieve The only support is I need to believe Time is my only foe Hoping one day write for a television show To begin my route, it will be an uphill battle
First its food then it's sleep It says now and then says later First its love then it's hate Imagine home and then realize your far away Sometimes people lose me but im still here
Gone with the Wind There’s a pin A little sin Come here Don’t go dear
Watch What I Become Smile with relish Together we still are Mountains tower between us
A Reflection of pure Brought from mists Darting away Flashing my sight Creasing a smirk
Revived Among Lost Time Played among a thin line Life was pail and blind Sick with poison
Seen Through Unseen Glass Fogged by judgment Little see the truth Eyes of one Find many beautiful creations
Never Forget You Stained by bloody waters A past haunts your present being I see the pain in your eyes The beauty of humanity Rests under your soul
A crickety seasaw with an invisible old man on the other end. You go up and down, sometimes close to falling, but you hold on, nonetheless.
You lit up my life since the start You are the fire inside of me You are the inspiration deep inside of my heart You taught me to always believe Yet believing was so hard for me to achieve
There's pain in my vains still this day, cant explain how you put me to shame. Saw me as a broken love, didn't give me a chance to undercover the talent that was given
Noises… they merge and devour to the hallway nearby Bypassing the exit sign, it's still there… but it hides away, Seeping underneath the door panel of what appears To be no... safe way out.