I'm having writer's block...there are so many poems trapped in my head but no words to put them in. I just don't have anything to put my thoughts in anymore...lol oh well. funny how things work out...i might just come up with something soon.


...My Love...To be in love, what a wonderful feeling or so i thought ... As soon as they things come, they'll have to leave it's the way life is. I can't love someone so, i'll only break their heart. So i'll walk away forevermore, please do not follow me... i can't handle this pain maybe it'll all go away yet only time can tell ... I'm sorry...so very sorry... can you ever forgive me? ... My Love......My Love...


Forward in Time I...Forward in time I’ll take my fall, For the people who thought they had it all. I fall for my mother, beaten, and dead. I fall for the words lost in my head. I fall for the children who never played. I fall for the men who were lost and preyed.Forward in Time I...
Forward in time I’ll make my stand, For the people who love me and know who I am. I stand for the voiceless who choose not to talk. I stand for the people who try not to walk. I stand for myself, who was always the last, The girl in the corner wrapped up in her past. Forward in time I see myself crying, While the people’s fac


The Death of an ImposterI bid a good-bye to this world: to the people all around me; To my life, my love; to those who pretented to see me. I'll say good-bye to my family, who tried desprately to understand: why I never felt the love I was given; why I always took the problem by hand. A farewell to the people who saw saw me as a fun-loning, kind enough girl. To the people who tried to help me: the one who had changed my world. And I say hello to a death well deserved, though its one I could never forfill. No matter how hard I push the knife, I couldn't because I'm not real...The Death of an Imposter


Nobody 2Lonley, unloved, forgotten, all alone. Is that really what you wanted to play? Have one child loved and cherrished,Nobody 2
while the other one is pushed away? Everyday I washed as you loved him. How you played with him. How you left me alone,
as I grew paler and thin. Was I that unimportant,
that you couldn't even spare a glance at your other child, all alone? Well, that was your last chance. When he died,
only 10 years of age,
you gave me attention, you gave me praise... And you wondered why I rejected it, why it caused me pain. Because
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Life is wonders....If you can find the wonders in your life...
Tony
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Life is wonders....If you can find the wonders in your life...
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Life is wonders....If you can find the wonders in your life...
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Do we really have to become something we are not to be accepted?
Do we really have to rush to do everything because the thought that life is short
scare us more then the fact that if we rush we'll miss the most important things in life? No...
~Kat~
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Do we really have to become something we are not to be accepted?
Do we really have to rush to do everything because the thought that life is short
scare us more then the fact that if we rush we'll miss the most important things in life? No...
~Kat~
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Can I help one's breaking heart? Can I lead someone's life? How can you ask me to help you, when my life is spiralling out of control?
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Do we really have to become something we are not to be accepted?
Do we really have to rush to do everything because the thought that life is short
scare us more then the fact that if we rush we'll miss the most important things in life? No...
~Kat~
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