Its time to give voices to all who believed
The time of reflections has come ~ face your value
Who are you, space in time ensues
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I am the forest, the forest in meFinding the pieces and wanting to build again
Do I build me? Do I build them?
Who am I and where have I been
I've come to tell the story; the one from within
Seeking oh seeker. These wood are gone
This story, the fawn. A glass seen through mourn.
Where have you gone, return to us now!
You cant have me
Eyes wide open; sing for my soul
I rise from these woods, I seek from these shadows.
Grazing sounds against metal throngs
The time is coming, who will you be
I don't know, I DON'T KNOW!
Find your story, the rise and seek
Strums along this lake I seek, the virtue of life. My vengeance i/s meek. Find me in the sounds of the tales over head. I shall rise. I am here. The story is me
Even if you don't feel it, try itStories written, stories found, the match ~ its set
Letters converge and characters write~ beyond the threshold, they guide the light
Adventurer moving, explorer in sight
Lets push the dark away
star believersThey landed on the walk of many stones, fully open to the interstellar system which had grown between them. continuous rhythm of life. A night’s gaze facing the evening bliss. The bringers of light, compelled to create. stare . dare to dream
Hearth The cadence of an uncontrollable fire calls me
I can hear you, from echoes of a night long gone
echoes of a night long here
Fleeting footsteps upon fog listed trails
The ivory seating, a song of believing
My story, might ~ a break upon the night
Shake the skys, let the earth tremble in our might
Fleeting, flewing ~ earth ever moving
The Rumbling, the soaring
Hide and SeekCobwebs to A Cherry grove
Singing of sorrows from deep below, a rumbling of sing song and water's lights glow
Touching of light and the soothing sounds of might; the love of the break comes at morning's night
Darkness consumes the reverberations of the singing bird
Searching and crawling, lost soul among feeling, the sorrows
Echoes of the signs left for us,
A song of fright
Sound where there is no sound. Breath where there is no fight
We are alone
Was I always lost?
fight me as I lay and fight me as I fray, tears of the forlorn
Wailing into the night of forgotten sails
This trail leads forever
Sorrow's song lead me
Drifting above, the world in silence
Strumming cords of the <
Coffeeguts pile over white
sheets and blankets.
i spilled them to you
and you still said
i looked lovely
a black sticky stain.
how many chemicals
can your stomach handle
before you have to drown me?
how much bitterness
can you swallow?
you are my
cream and sugar, darling.
and it tears me in half
when you split your skin.
if you aren't careful
i might not be able to
sip you up again.
i am a powdery shadow
cold autumn breezes
and breathless clouds
but if i could keep you
breathing, my world might be
a little more alive
how to write better poetry.i.
drink down the words
of the greats in a wine glass.
hell, drink down the words
of teenagers struggling
to straighten out the
gas and brake pedals
of their pens.
drink it all,
carefully structured stanzas
and sloppy melting words
make time for it
even if it's midnight
and all the world is humming
its sleep song.
dig up your soul
and shake down the dirt
over and over
until it becomes habit.
(and I know that might
sound like a pretty metaphor,
but it's easier said than done.)
do it when it hurts.
do it when that one person
you never thought you'd lose
leaves you nightcrawling.
do it when you're so tired
you speak in natural riddles,
do it mentally at morning coffee
and grocery checkouts.
force it until it feels
after all, no one is born a poet;
we carve ourselves fresh,
make art from our own
find a springtime kid
with the kind of smile
that causes shipwrecks.
he will warn you to stay away,
but you will
Feel like shit? Read this. Hey you.
Yeah you, reading this right now at this very moment.
You are awesome. No, really, you are.
You may not believe me, but it's true. You don't see it because you're upset right now.
Whatever you're going through right now, whatever has upset you or turned your life upside down, just know that it won't last forever. Nothing good lasts forever, that's true, but nothing bad lasts forever too.
Eventually whatever you're going through will pass, you'll move on through healing over time, and you'll be able to be happy again someday, don't worry. As long as you don't give up. You may never completely get over it, or it may take years or more to move on from, but I can promise as time goes on the pain will become less and less.
It may feel like no one gives a fuck about you, and you may want to give up on living, but please don't. I can promise atleast one person out there gives a fuck. And if no one does, then I do.
If you have no friends, I ca
There is a weight
You asked me to hold.
(Just for a while,
Just for a while.)
My tendons strain and snap,
I lack your Atlas strength.
The crushing force of gravity
Makes me weak, makes me sore.
Take it back, take it back,
But you’ve gone away.
I’m sinking down, I’m sinking down.
The water rises to my throat.
Pushing down, rising up
Drowning and drowning and drowning.
Take it back, please take it back,
Where have you gone?
I’m pinned beneath this weight,
With water to my nose.
My lungs fill up with salt,
Choking and screaming and breathing
Only freezing thickness of water.
Where is that mild friend oxygen?
Where has he gone?
My stinging eyes are blind here.
I cannot to escape, unwilling
To shed this leaden snare
Wherein I dwell confined.
I grip it tightly.
Surely I will die,
Sweet air has left my blood
I lay back and let black water take me,
Frozen fingers loosen on Your weight.
And all at once
it falls away
I watch i
GayI am gay.
I'm not a disease, I'm not a problem
I'm not an affliction
I don't need treatment.
I don't need help
I'm not sick
I'm not confused
I'm not a sin.
I am gay.
I'm your daughter
Your co worker
A complete stranger
I am gay.
I need love, just like you
I need smiles
I need support
I need a hug
I need a friend
I need a family
I need acceptance
I need understanding
I need you
I am gay.
I know what love is
I know what pain is
I know what hate is
I know what life is
I am gay.
And I need you to love me
The same way you loved me before you knew
I am gay.
And I have experienced hate
From more people than just you
I am gay.
And I wont change.
I wont give up.
I wont back down.
I wont pretend.
I wont lie.
I wont deny.
I wont hide.
I wont hurt.
I am gay.
And that's okay.
Dance Of DeathI dance and twirl to the tune of my heart
With the sky above my face
Feet slipping and sliding underneath
The movements bring calmness
Coolness washes over me
Composing a soft symphony
They say this is beauty
It is none of these things
My performance is made on a bloodied floor
This is my dance of death
Soon the sky will be above my face
Through six feet of soil
what to say when you can't say i love you anymoreyour eyes were always soft, even when
your voice went hard. for a while,
i treated you like a god and i’m
not saying that i worshipped you,
but i let you hold my hands
and i told you all the sins i carried
in their grooves.
i have since been told that they were never
your burden to bear,
but that doesn’t stop me from aching for you
every time i catch myself thinking
about how it would feel to kiss the girl
two doors down. it’s been a while
since i’ve confessed and i’m not sure
i remember how. the thing is,
i don’t feel that guilty anymore.
the thing is, holding hands is only
ten fingers away from letting go
and we got so good at toeing the line of the cliff
that when you finally jumped, i forgot
i was supposed to follow.
i swear i thought i could keep you floating.
i swear i didn’t mean to let the water
into your mouth. sometimes i wish
i could kiss you dry again but i know
that’s not how this thing works, that’s
not the way
The Girl Who Was Afraid To BeShe speaks to me fondly
of passions and talents,
of guitars and stars,
with such breathless intensity
then stops short and
for speaking at all.
All because somewhere in her life,
someone she loved broke her heart
her beautiful words
and telling her to
keep it down,
People aren’t born sad.
We make them that way.