I've been fighting this feeling I'm feeling inside
I've been yearning and craving a way I can find
Somebody to love till the day that I die
Somebody to love for my dwindling life
Out Of The LinesYou can’t hear all the words
That still run through my mind
As I spin with the Earth
Falling out of the lines
I can’t colour inside
When there’s so much to see
So I’m damaged by pride
As it colours through me
Still you can’t see the way
That my words want to bleed
Like you can’t see the breaks
That still have yet to be
Gold / FeathersHollow homes with broken dreams
Where fallen angels gather
Where silent sounds and shattered screams
Still hunt for one another
It was a house of heavens own
Where gilded children lay
A place that restless souls called home
Following their final days
But golden skin and feathered backs
Can not of peace restart
With final steps in fiery traps
This place is bound unto their hearts
The PeopleYou let everything fall
Like it’s what you believe
While the writings on walls
You take time not to read
While we’re all standing tall
And we’re lining the streets
You hide out in the stalls
Scared your pockets might bleed
As it all comes around
To the paper you own
With silences sound
The only one that you know
But we’re still speaking out
Though we fall like the snow
We’ll set fire to towns
As our own voices grow
'Cause the people have power
And it won’t ever fade
It just grows every hour
As you feed it with rage
Not a soft spring time shower
It’s a torrential rain `
As bureaucracy cowers
We still fight through the pain
Opening Paragraph - New WIPI always imagined my suicide note would be beautiful and tragic. I thought it would be more than a note, more than a letter, even. I thought it would be a delicately admired piece of literature, like an ancient relic in clumsy hands. The reality of the matter, however, did little more than attract everyone’s attention to just how generic my reasons for wanting to sign out early were. I’d been nothing more than a sheep for my entire life. Following the herd and being pushed this way or that by an unruly bitch. I’d followed the trends and the fads, always hoping that I was trying just enough to enable my constant position under the radar to continue on. Even in trying to kill myself I’d somehow followed the trend, asphyxiation and pills were out, but cutting was in. People were cutting themselves for all kinds of reasons, and I was but a face in the crowd. However, I needed - like a select few did - to go deeper than a cut. I needed to feel it all rushing away; th
PathsYou've been waiting for angels to give you your wings
Simply walking in circles trying to get to a win
Killing all of your trees just to count through the rings
As you struggle to find what it is that you bring
'Cause you want to be special and you want to be more
As you watch those around you stand up just to fall
And the fear's working in from the world to your core
As you carry on forward in an unnoticed war
They all hold your hand till you need it the most
When you're standing on cliffs on the crumbling coasts
As you wonder what came from the words that you wrote
Did they fix all the lives and the hearts that you broke
And your paths crossing over and wandering back
To the over familiar and soul crushing track
Now the sun's coming up but it's coming up black
When you can't find your way the World starts to attack
You've been stumbling, fumbling through worlds in the dark
And all the pages you need are torn up into parts
Now you know all you need is the smallest of sparks
But it sti
ReignGet it beautifully wrong taking it day by day
Swinging free back and forth and I can't find my way
I still can't see the traps 'cause I'm stuck in the haze
Taking baby steps back from the progress I made
And I'm building the walls for my very own cage
So afraid I can't leave but still scared I can't stay
Now they're circling me and I'm stuck in this place
And they're chopping trees down just to get better aim
So I set myself down in the dry of the earth
And I'm asking myself how I'll make this thing worse
I am hearing the sirens like I'm seeing the hearse
As the rain starts to fall and it's feeding my thirst
I can't help but ignore all the things that I've learnt
And although I must go what I've got to do first
As the blood starts to fall and I feel how it hurts
I will douse the whole ground till it's ready to burst
I will take the light out for a forrest of flames
As they all flail their arms searching for who to blame
Because now it's my turn to stand up and take aim
Through the blur
Unrequited Love'Unrequited Love'
It seems like everything I do
And every song I hear
Brings to my mind these thoughts of you
It's killing me, my dear.
Slowly my heart is dying of
This wound from unrequited love.
I've thought a lot of things lately
Seems none of them were right
I lie in bed with broken heart
No sleep will come tonight.
Because my heart is dying of
This wound from unrequited love.
I finally told you how I feel
With hopes that it was best.
And somewhere deep inside of me
Thought maybe you'd say yes.
But no, my heart is dying of
This would from unrequited love.
Thought that your rejection would
Hurt less than keeping in me
Feelings that ate me from within
And secret fantasies.
Thought wrong: My heart is dying of
This wound from unrequited love.
Thought secrets were harder than losses
Turns out that I was wrong.
For this rejection hurts far more
Never felt a pain so strong.
The pain my heart is dying of
This wound from unrequited love
A Pokemon Love Story
Torchics are red,
Mudkips are blue.
This is the love story
of a lonely young Xatu.
All day he sat alone,
wishing things would change.
He constantly felt binded
by his imaginary chains.
Xatu thought of a plan:
call up all of his friends.
Invite them to a party,
hoping his problems would end.
He called them all up,
and now he must wait.
In order to succeed,
his party must be great!
The guests all arrived,
and all right on time.
They then got to see
the great Mr. Mime.
Juggling Poke Balls,
the crowd loved his tricks.
Next up on the stage
was the fiery Vulpix.
She spewed fire all around;
what a masterful art!
But little did she know,
she'd captured Xatu's heart.
He stopped and he stared
at the beautiful fox.
But then suddenly appeared
an old and wise Solrock.
"If it's Vulpix's heart
you wish to obtain,
you must understand
that it'll all be in vain."
"What do you mean?
Is there anything that I can do?"
"Yes, you must seek out
the Legendary Pokémon, Mew."
"You've got to be kidding!"
Love Me StrangerLove Me Stranger, I See You,
Love Me Stranger, I Need You,
Love Me Stranger, I'll Leave You,
Love Me Stranger; I Know You?
The Sun and the Rain (poem)
The sun was a pretty girl;
Dressed in ribbons and bows.
Each day she brightened up the earth
With her crimson orange glow.
The rain was cold and bitter;
Friends with the sleet and snow.
His heart hung heavy with misery,
His songs were full of woe.
One day they collided.
The sun said “Don’t you know?
The grey and cloudy tears will soon disappear;
I think you’re great just so.”
So up in the sky together
They let their love flow.
It leapt from their hearts, across the world
And became a rainbow.
To an Internet AdmirerI can't love someone I've never met.
My heart just doesn't work that way.
You tell me that you won't forget.
Well this is what I have to say:
You don't know my face,
You don't know my heart,
You don't know my name,
We're too far apart.
I know I seem cold,
But I cannot lie.
It would be unfair
For me to comply.
I can’t love a dream.
I need someone real.
I need true passion.
I need to feel.
I’m flattered by your compliments
That’s all my feelings consist of.
How can I love a dream
When I can’t even find real love?
Aphrodite's DissertationThe sound of catamarans upon the foam,
the march of cavalry and weary knights
who lay their bodies down are coming home
to linens drying like a hundred kites;
if not for love, what force are sword and chain
that they may honor empires with their call,
if not for me, they all have died in vain
and made of Troy the laughingstock for all.
Indeed, your chamois shirts and littered socks,
the tender cartilage of tambourines,
unfinished wine, and little jew'llery box,
and dual hemispheres of nectarines
belong to me alone in my design:
the air you breathe, your everything, is mine.
SCOUT IS SUCH A VIRGIN.In my tummy, butterflies.
I feel them flit about.
Now, I know I need it, and
Now, there is no more doubt.
So now, here we are. I look
Up and say, "I love you."
When you smile and kiss my head,
I know you love me too.
But I want more of you, and
I can't just stop somehow.
I can't think of a better
Setting than here and now.
I can't stand it anymore.
I pull you to a kiss.
"I want it, I want you, I
Want tonight, I want this."
"If I give it to you, I
Need to know it's not just
Another notch in your belt.
Is this love I can trust?"
"'Cos this is significant.
Its loss can't be erased.
It can't be compensated
For, returned, or replaced."
"If I give it to you now,
I need to see you know
That, no matter who you meet,
Or the places you go..."
"No matter where you start from,
No matter where you end,
No matter if I am your
Love, enemy, or friend..."
"No matter who you were, and
No matter who you'll be,
You'd always, always, always
Have a small part of me."
I can see his smile grow i
The Ballad of Big Mac
The Ballad of Big Mac
Come hear the tale of Macintosh,
Big Mac to all his friends,
the love he won, but almost lost,
of fame that never ends.
He spent his days out in a field
not far from Ponyville,
gath'ring his orchard's fruitful yield
with all his bucking skill.
"Big Mac, you take care now y'hear!"
said A. J. in alarm,
"Keep buckin' like that an' Ah've a fear
You'll do yerself some harm!"
Big Mac replied, "Don' worry none,"
as apples fell like rain,
"Jus' mah way of 'gettin' 'er done'!"
and went to buck again.
He bucked the tree, and with a crash
the center of it split.
The falling trunk, quick as a flash,
the stallion's head did hit.
Straight to Nurse Redheart Big Mac was sent
with AJ at his side,
and in the quiet medical tent
he nursed his wounded pride.
But though the nurse did all she could,
the wound refused to heal -
ointment and poultice did no good,
despite Nurse Redheart's zeal.
To Twilight Sparkle then Mac fled,
librarian of the town.
Yet as soon as all her books we
An ImmortalFox PoemAleksandr Vitaly,
please be my butt.
I know that we're both guys,
but I've been stuck in a rut.
You can be my Optimus Prime
if I can be your Sly little Fox.
You can be the bassist
of our band that really rocks.
I'll buy your shirts
since your love hit me with a shovel.
And I'll drink Pepsi MAX
with it's carbonated bubbles.
If you be a Homie,
I'll be a Nob.
I'd probably be one anyways
since you do a good job.
I'll be your Puerto-Rican
if you'll be my Russian.
You probably don't know
how long that I've been crushin'.
I love your smile, your hair,
your sweatshirt that says "HD"
So Aleks will I get the pleasure
of you laying next to me?