Til we meet again, i said as i walked along the pale grey sidewalk with you, knowing those steps would be our last together.

as we spoke inside, about our future, about our current state, or whether we would last forever.

our hearts were pure, maybe not for each other, two souls meant to cross paths, is this for the better?

i said crying along side you, capturing our last hug, this isn’t rea...

one girl

i gave her a referral

i wanted her to hold my heart

i thought love would be like art

it didnt make sense

am i the one who repents?

i loved her

i wanted no other

yet here i am

broken and bam!

now im alone again

making me wonder if i like men

and shes still in my heart

it really fucking wasnt art...

Picking up the pieces as the mind crumbles

Life shatters like glass & yes pick that up too

Strength of unity weakened but don’t let it weaken you

The you inside will always shine through, just gotta stay true to the real you

It’s hard isn’t it ?… , yea I know it’s hard for me too

But either way we have to let our light shine through

It’s ok ,you got this !

& I promise I’m right here wit...

I am

Nothing.

I feel

Nothing.

I do

Nothing.

My emotions fade quickly

At the same speed they came

I’m boring and monotonous

I don’t have wealth or fame.

I handle

Nothing....

I was poor, I am poor

Not like before

I used to be rich in family

Now I’m rich in empty items

In the past I’ve always been hated

Never nowadays, lonely

I was innocent, I am innocent

No I’m not crying wolf

I know for a fact

Now I try not to sin

I know I’ve faced most of it all

Not now, the life I’ve choose is stalled...

He chased me,

As I ran past,

Fast as a bee,

This fight won’t last.

I grabbed my gun,

Shot him twice,

He can’t run,

That’s his vice.

I have defeated him,

The devil within,

He may have lost a limb,

But I’m as innocent as a virgin....

Pages turned,

In a great room so grand.

Thousand silent words spoken,

Where silence is never broken.

Where scholars, poets, and great minds gather,

What a place it is to wonder.

The once place that can’t be bought,

To be possessed for them or mine.

Libraries are what I first think,

When my brain is aching to think.

I wrote this poem,

Because it was the first I could think....

Rushing water thrashing around

It wants its way

It is unforgiving

It leaves you with gashes

In your heart

That will never go away

It is a child

Taken away

And made to be someone else’s way

It’s in the rapids

The rapids of abuse and misplay

With permanent bruises

One day

The child will become the rapids

It will be the storm

Of tears

And blood

And decay...

(The style of poetry is called a villanelle. It’s a 19 versed poem, with an alternating rhyme scheme.)

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Silence shatters like a porcelain cup,

Secrets spilled and soaked into our souls,

Broken hearts bled, as tired eyes shed tears of sorrow.

It was a night like any other when it all began to stir up,

Though first had I believed the noti...

If I walked through the sea,

Would you follow me?

For I cannot promise that you will not bleed

For I cannot promise, you won’t hear the screams

I’m painted in pain

Color coded in sorrow

Running on fear

And praying for tomorrow

You may slip under my waves

Be trapped by what is below

You must to learn to float

Destruction is what I cause

However, I will only be brave for

I fear my mind

I fear you...