Poems Quotes

count the nights where sleep is dreamless,
miss the days when life was seamless
there's nothing as pretty as the past
and nothing pretty ever lasts
"Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt. Poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen."

― Leonardo Da Vinci

don't do that don't
tell me i'm not
trying i swam
through 12 oceans 
and drowned in 
every single one 
of them but 
every time the water
seeped in my lungs
and the sea animals
swam throughout 
my whole body
i coughed them up
and kept swimming
to spend another day
with you.
you are
my life raft
and my tides 
and waves
you are the ship
that carries me to shore
and makes sure i'm alive.

In the night, I lay, still
as men shout in the dark
they laugh loudly and
without fear for they
are drunk, and alcohol
can bring forth a breed
of confidence that
years of therapy
never could

I lay still,
and I listen
as they shout and cry,
there is a smash
and I think of how
someone has now lost their confidence,
how it is slowly swirling down the drain

I lay and I wonder
why I feel so afraid,
tucked inside my bed,
whilst these men are fearless
of the night in which they dance

I guess it never changed at all. We were born depending on others and as we grew older it only got worse. I always tried filling my heart with nature and words written by other exquisitely bright people but still their words only directed me right back to you. I know you are full and I am empty full of ghosts and shards of stained glass. I miss you terribly but is it only because I have to miss somebody? Will I float away like debris left in a hurricane if I have no one to miss? The only real home I know I have is the one I make inside myself which is always full of cuts and bruises which doesn’t help at all.

I guess I sat next to you because I thought you would tell me stories that could make me forget but all I remember is you putting your hand on my knee and everything turning soft to the touch. I might as well just lay on my bed and feel my window pane drip of water so I can at least breath in the cold air with no feelings at all. I don't love you but I pretend that I do, so that I have an excuse. Do you remember driving through the rainbows in the sky and feeling each others mouths until dawn? I hope you don't forget that I know you have exactly 28 freckles spread across both your cheeks and that my eyes only shine when they're in reach.

tell me where to find you in your dream last night? in the last cigarette you inhaled? I hope you don't wake with someone else's teeth in your mouth because nothing but my name will escape your lips and nothing but my touch will be all over your skin. It's quite frightening how my hands show how anxious I am to be able to feel you again. Your eyelashes fall like beautiful roses that only a girl like me would know about. In my eyes I see nothing but beauty in you and no matter how your words change my eyes will never alter. At the end of the day all I'm sure of is maybe I should let my breath catch up with yours, since you are the only poem I've ever known.

-haven't been on in about a year but decided to share my poem with you guys

i do not care about you. i am 100% over you. i love another boy. 
or am i?
yes, i am.
now stop questioning your feelings. 
he doesnt want you.
the other boy does.
the other boy wasnt touching you like how he was.
you havent known the other boy since you were 9.
the other boy isnt as nice.
the other boy hates you.
you lost your chance.
he thinks youre annoying and clingy.
he doesn't care about you
or me
or the rest of us.
you only need the other boy. 
and us. 
you need us. 
you should go after the other boy.
the one who hates you. 

why would i do that? 
he's still one of my best friends. 
he does love me. 
doesnt he?
little girl
we'll make him love you
or he dies.

-my schziophrenic diary.
july 12th 2014, 1:03 am est 
italics are the voices in my head
non-italics is just me thinking

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you can tell me to be myself and speak my mind all you want, but just wait until i let loose my tongue; you'll see your mistake then.
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A meeting was held quite far from Earth
It's time again for another birth.
Said the Angels to the LORD above,
This Special Child will need much love.
His progress may be very slow, Accomplishments he may not show.
And he'll require extra care From the folks
he meets down there.
He may not run or laugh or play,
His thoughts may seem quite far away,
In many ways he won't adapt,
And he'll be known as handicapped.
So let's be careful where he's sent,
We want his life to be content.
Please LORD, find the parents
who Will do a special job for you.
They will not realize right away The leading role they're asked to play, But with this child sent from above Comes
stronger faith and richer love.
And soon they'll know the privilege given In caring for their gift from Heaven.
Their precious charge, so meek and mild,

format by irrestible
i woke up wanting to kiss you.
i want to feel your thin, chapped lips, 
pushed up aganist
my thin, chapped lips.
i desire your feel
and the sound of your voice. 


   grades are getting low,
teens are getting high.
the 12 year old is pregnant
and her parents wonder why.
a 1st grader is swearing.
a third grader has been r.a.ped.
just take a look around.
isn't the system great?


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