Well there seems only a and of people who actually write in the Poetry forum so I wanted to start a new one of the people who do post though everyone is welcome to post!
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Youth Inage Ah
Nobody actually listens to me, hears me, understands me
Everyone is a actor, acting nice, acting polite, acting as a friend
Nobody likes me for me
Nobody cares about me but god
but even he has turned away from me
And now I am starting about to see
The Youth Inage Ah care for me
Get me, let me be me
So this shiny blade of truth shall set me free
Running down my arm
Thicker than wine, thicker than water
Thicker than the feelings I though I had
Thicker than the feeling of everyone
Thicker than me
This is the start of a journey
A journey to see where
Youth Inage Ah will take me. . .
Life, and Death.
you show me love,
and i feel alive,
you leave,
i feel as though i had died,
you were my friend,
my life,
my one true thing,
you left me,
i knew,
nothing good lasts forever,
not even love,
or life.
Empty, hollow, wasted, devoured.
Shell of a corpse, slowly desouled.
Desensitised, emotionless.
Trapped within this mess.
A shattered heart,
A shredded mind,
A string of women,
Fate’s so unkind.
Drawn out by tenderness.
Withdrawn when it all ends.
It never works I’m such a fool,
Remain the loner I was at school.
Hidden behind this mask I made,
Different places cause it to change.
Fragmented personality,
Hides what is truly me.
Walk away from myself,
Try to escape my fading mental health.
Reverse how I ought to be,
Release the darkness inside of me.
No more nice guy, I want out,
The raging pain just makes me shout.
No one to give what I can share,
No one who can truly care.
A bitter life of bachelorhood awaits,
With cherished memories of his few dates.
Watch the family grow,
Numerous children, none his own.
The pathetic uncle, so tired and alone,
Trudges daily from work to an empty home.
Hiding behind this wall of glass,
The click of keys shows how times does pass.
Faceless names, a web of lies,
Easy love and rapid ties.
Desperate youth only seeking fun,
Have no idea what he has done.
They play with him so willingly,
Never asking who is he?
They bare themselves to every perverted wish,
This dirty talk and flesh on a dish.
Sincerity has no place,
In this room of names no face.
Vapid girls, youthful slags,
No longer excite, make him gag.
What he had with her, what she made him feel,
Whatever others say it’d always be real.
The fact that she’s gone, taken away,
Her endless silence darkens his day.
He stepped back too far,
She slipped out his hands.
Now all he does is count the tears as they fall in the sand.
He wants no one else, she was the one,
Now so hollow as she was torn and gone.
He fades away crippled by fear,
Ever so slowly he’ll disappear.
Well when i made this i was depressed, but you shouldn't get depressed by reading this stuff. When I read depressing stuff it actually cheers me up. Knowing I am not the only person with problems (although I already knew that, but having physical evidence always helps)
RIP Kurt von D. Father figure to me, friend, and all around good human being. (July 22nd, 2010).
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And so castles made of sand melts into the sea, eventually
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I'm tired of wasting all my precious time
You've got to be all mine, all mine
Foxy lady
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You should try and click a couple ads on Funender each day to generate some revenue.
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You have some fantasic writing ability Edge, I like how you can express so much in just like 4-8 lines of writing!
today a award winning author of teen books came to our school for a workshop. She told me I had some talent, though I didn't have much compitition. Most of the people there either had very wierd views (too wierd since I am usually wierd enough) or just wanted to get out of the days classes and had not interest in writing.
My advice, if your school or library has one of these workshops GO TO IT! It helps you gain new skills and hone the ones you already have!
RIP Kurt von D. Father figure to me, friend, and all around good human being. (July 22nd, 2010).
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And so castles made of sand melts into the sea, eventually
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I'm tired of wasting all my precious time
You've got to be all mine, all mine
Foxy lady
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You should try and click a couple ads on Funender each day to generate some revenue.
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lol Too bad I'm outta high school. I really don't like my poetry. I like telling stories. I finished my "novel" called the Fate of Eternity awhile back, and I'm going to translate it into an animated feature some time in my future. Thanks for the complements. I wanna write, not only some books, but I wanna be a filmmaker, and I want my scripts to invok emotions.
Emptiness.
A feeling of nothing.
Nothing matters, no one cares.
You are empty.
You float in life, wandering on the wind.
No love.
No hate.
No sadness.
No shame.
You are empty.
A void in your heart
Never to be filled.
You are empty.
Keeping pace is killing me,
i wish that someone could see,
maybe you, could you try?
our love could fly,
or it could die,
this blackened heart just cannot try,
to fathom why,
how someone can be so heartless, so careless.
to leave someone who cares, for someone superficial. this is the story, of this
this Blackened Heart.
Keeping pace is killing me,
i wish that someone could see,
maybe you, could you try?
our love could fly,
or it could die,
this blackened heart just cannot try,
to fathom why,
how someone can be so heartless, so careless.
to leave someone who cares, for someone superficial. this is the story, of this
this Blackened Heart.
wait I know this has nothing to do with this thread but, you sig. says "my Honkytonk Badonkadonk." does this mean you have a honkytonk booty?
RIP Kurt von D. Father figure to me, friend, and all around good human being. (July 22nd, 2010).
~~
And so castles made of sand melts into the sea, eventually
~~
I'm tired of wasting all my precious time
You've got to be all mine, all mine
Foxy lady
~~
You should try and click a couple ads on Funender each day to generate some revenue.
~~
it means my family goes to Honkytonks a lot, and i love Trace Adkins so, i decided to put a few lyrics of his song in my siggy, so i guess i do have a Honkytonk booty.
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