I wrote this yesterday when me and my boyfriend had a big fight and it's a fight that may go on for a long time. I know I am young to write something like this but, I guess it helps. Plus If u don't like it just tell me, ok?
The Power of Words
u and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My vrienden had to like u a lot
and u felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
u think you're mr. I'm so cool
but u used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people u love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made u feel much better.
But the fight we had,
u zei was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell u gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!
The Power of Words
u and I had this big long fight,
It felt like the storm during the night.
It was verry sad and cold,
My vrienden had to like u a lot
and u felt like I forgot,
forgot about you.
But I had a prodject due.
u think you're mr. I'm so cool
but u used to act like a ghool.
Not to the people u love,
to the sensetive people like a dove.
How we spoke with eachother,
made u feel much better.
But the fight we had,
u zei was nothing but it was bad.
See ya pal we're ova,
take the cell u gave me and do me a fava.
Just don't ever,
Never...
Talk to me again!
Example of the Maiden
The Man With No Eyes Collection (1): The Actor
Sundown, sunrise.
Big smile!
(Tired eyes.)
I vanish into thin air.
An actor never fails.
(Lies.)
To give the world a rousing show
(While begging to be recognized.)
To shine as brightly as the sun
Upon the troon that we’ve devised.
A patchwork-quilt protagonist
A villain from the shadow realm
The work of the illusionist
When I, the actor, take the helm.
“Hey, wouldn’t it be cool to see…”
The whisper marks my story’s birth.
The audience will gather ‘round.
(The jury to decide my worth.)
"The Man With No Eyes" is a series of poems, all of which are unfolding from one character's point of view. They are meant to represent an ongoing journey. So if u liked this one, stay tuned for more. :)
Sundown, sunrise.
Big smile!
(Tired eyes.)
I vanish into thin air.
An actor never fails.
(Lies.)
To give the world a rousing show
(While begging to be recognized.)
To shine as brightly as the sun
Upon the troon that we’ve devised.
A patchwork-quilt protagonist
A villain from the shadow realm
The work of the illusionist
When I, the actor, take the helm.
“Hey, wouldn’t it be cool to see…”
The whisper marks my story’s birth.
The audience will gather ‘round.
(The jury to decide my worth.)
"The Man With No Eyes" is a series of poems, all of which are unfolding from one character's point of view. They are meant to represent an ongoing journey. So if u liked this one, stay tuned for more. :)
I'm setting here looking at a paused televisie screen and i soon think to myself is that the way that our life is life when we are put on hold.
If tht's the case then why are we not able to do the work that we have been meant to do forever,
how can the people in our lives trust us for the decisions that we make in our daily lives that we live.
are we really meant to be th people that we are meant to be of are we just passing through this earth with no-where to go but down, that is what i think about when i see a paused tv.
so what do u think about this journal entry that i just wrote u need to think about what i zei and give me your best anwsers that u can give.
thnx erie morgan maples
If tht's the case then why are we not able to do the work that we have been meant to do forever,
how can the people in our lives trust us for the decisions that we make in our daily lives that we live.
are we really meant to be th people that we are meant to be of are we just passing through this earth with no-where to go but down, that is what i think about when i see a paused tv.
so what do u think about this journal entry that i just wrote u need to think about what i zei and give me your best anwsers that u can give.
thnx erie morgan maples
Why, do things have to be so hard
In life?
Why can't things be easy
And everyone could just enjoy
Their short lives.
Betrayed
door an old friend
door an old boyfriend
It feels like the whole world
Has gone on the enemy's side
Why do things have to be so complicated?
Tears are rolling down my cheek
As life goes on,
That's what I do.
Because I feel unused, unhelpful, abandoned.
Life goes on
And even though I try
To shrug off the troubles I have had in the past,
Smiling,
Inside, I am extremely hurt
Stabbed door my own friends
I am deserted
Even though I smile
I am hurt
I am betrayed.
In life?
Why can't things be easy
And everyone could just enjoy
Their short lives.
Betrayed
door an old friend
door an old boyfriend
It feels like the whole world
Has gone on the enemy's side
Why do things have to be so complicated?
Tears are rolling down my cheek
As life goes on,
That's what I do.
Because I feel unused, unhelpful, abandoned.
Life goes on
And even though I try
To shrug off the troubles I have had in the past,
Smiling,
Inside, I am extremely hurt
Stabbed door my own friends
I am deserted
Even though I smile
I am hurt
I am betrayed.
