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Friday, December 20, 2013

Life

Life alone is not easy. 
No one to tell you they love you. 
No one to hug you at night. 
No one to tell you it's going to be ok. 
Everyday you wonder why you exist. 
But some how I'm strong enough to get by. 
All of the hate. 
All the pain. 

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

silence

Silence,that all I can hear. 
No sounds. 
No foots. 
No voices. 

Silence Is all I can see. 
No light. 
No windows. 
Nothing. 
Just darkness of eyes.          

Knock

Knock, knock, knock. 
That's all I can hear. 
The pounding sound near my ear. 

Cold, cold ,cold. 
That's all I can feel.  
Giving my skin the chills. 
  

Are We Really Free

Are we really free? 
Freedom of speech? 
Freedom of religion? 

Are really free from: 
The government? 
The media? 
And the economy? 

Fate

People say that fate can't be controlled 
Or can't be changed. 
Doesn't matter how much your want to break away. 
But I did. 
I show that you can change your fate. 
By only if you can believe in you self.

Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Ok contest time!

ok for having 257 views i'm having a poetry contest. Just share your poem to me and if your poem is good enough i will post it on my blog.

Love Angel

Give me your hand and hold me close. 
Your my beautiful angel who came from god and heaven. 
Your eyes sparkle in the ever rising sun. 
Your skin is so soft,so tender. 

Your my key to my heart. 
And always will be. 
Your my pride and joy. 
That's nothing could destroy. 

Your are my angel. 
And I am yours. 
Fly with me. 
Fly with me to an ever lasting love. 

Friday, December 13, 2013

Liar

Why?
Why did you do that to me?
You always lie.
Always.

You never make your promises.
All you do is break.
You cost so much pain.
So much hurt.

Why should I believe you?
If you going to lie away?
Why I even trust you?
If you going to do the same thing?

Your dead to me.
And your not going back alive.
Your pathetic.
So sad,so alone.

I trusted you in all my heart.
All my soul.
All of it.
Then you just throw it away.

Your a liar.
A theft.
A crook.
And my past. 

It more

It more then pain.
It more then sadness.
It feels like you have something missing inside your heart.
You feel like nothing matters anymore.
You feel life is better without you.
You lay there in the bed, don't want to get up.
You cry for no reason at all.
You feel worthless and alone.  

Death

Death happens. 
Dose not matter what you eat. 
Or what you do. 
You still going to die. 
Death may cause sorrow. 
And may make you fall on your knees. 
But a great life is worth dying for.