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When I Was Five Years Old

This is pretty emotional for me.

Old Friend

Empty Future

its short. but. eh.

A New Optimism

A fire inside that burns me.A deep and intense soul.I don't flaunt it off like a style, you see.My life is in a dark hole.I've been taunted and fooled withAnd caused so much painI made enough tears to hydrate a countryOh the countless times I've been played...That is how I used to think! Before..

The Older Days I Miss

The older dayswhen we used to run hand in hand.Hearts molded into one.Smiles so wide we couldn't feel our faces.Those were the days I miss.Today is the day of which I dread coming to a beginning. Days where we don't glance.Times where we don't listen.Moments where we don't care to think of one and o..

An Apple On A Hot Day

I was eating an apple when I wrote this xD

I Would Kill For You (?)

I say: "Screw It!"You say: "Oh love, my sweet love"Why must you be so melodramatic?It's just a, mmmh what do you call it?"Crush"!It's just simply a small, minute attraction towards some kid you find interesting.Or some act of cruelty for some sort of horrid humor.Or maybe your just full of desperati..

You Know What I Mean

I am telling you something LOOK AT ME WHEN I TALK TO YOU!Why are you looking away?!That's "disrespectful"You know what I mean.Don't talk to me like that..."Blah blah..."Don't you all know what I mean?What I'm getting at?Figure it out. i'M NOT LAYING THIS ONE POINT BLANK.You all need to lea..

Something You Hold. Something Tangible.

For something I holdOr you,Or something to grasp.Something that is tangible.Something you or I can put my or your hands on.Something to hold on to.So when your falling,You don't fall too hard.Fairly slowly, if you will.Break my fall.You or I.Something tangible. Something easy to hold.Your hand ..

Playing the Game

Feeling it head on first.Feeling it strong and powerfulWith absolutely no mercy.It just.....Attacks.I direct the wind.I direct the fire.I direct what is something.If something exists.Than it's still a true seal.Just a game, it was or is. Playing the game.I direct the game.

What I Want

I much prefer to keep to myselfAfter all, they like that.They do not want me to speak.But I don't care what they want.I care what I want.Like so, I want to tell youI keep to myself because I want to.I'm certainly not asking fr any ownership of some sort. I'm asking to say alone.I take time slow..

Do They Want to Hear?

Do they wish to hear us?Hear our whispers?Hear our secrets?Hear our lies?Do they wish to hear us?Hear our rumors?Hear our insults?Hear our lies?Do they wish to hear us?Hear what is not true?Hear what is wrong?Hear our lies?Hear our lies...Hear our lies...Hear our lies...Do they wish to hear us?

The Color of Chaos

Please Color meColor me scaredColor me depressedColor me confused.All of these colors mean one thingThe chaotic way of livingWho does not share this same lifestyle?From my perspective we all do.Color me dyspepticColor me damagedColor me dolefulColor me with the color of..

Assumptions

Lying Through your Teeth

yupp

Copycat

book of poemssss :P

The fake truth.

I sit and lie wide awake in bed. Listening to the footsteps of a man that doesn't exist. I Hear this every night. I know it's fake. Yet something goes missing every night. But I will not admit to my wrongness. There is no one in my house. Too bad I didn't believe. I lie awake in bed again...

Laminate for a Love

Book of poems...Jurikosan

So right yet wrong.

Ahahaha It's funny that,Love can happen and it can be unbreakable. But at the same time it can be the worst thing.It can be the death for anyone. It can be the birth of anyone else. But truth is, once you fall in love,Theres no going back. No matterHow many times they hurt you,How many times the..

Fears of everything

Thanks abbie:)<3

Once you become you always will

Ahaaaa another one out of the book of Hayley/Jurisan's poems!

Identical but Opposite

Another old poem of mine (: A happy one

Love is a Losing Game

Blurrr

idk...