All the places that I've been before, Have taught me pain and nothing more; Still, I stand. Life has tried and tried some more To twist my mind and rot my core; Still, I see the light. I learned to let the darkness be my home While I roamed through the streets alone, Helpless and …
A Light that Never Goes Out | poem
On some days, the sky gets heavy, And it tries oh so hard to bury me; On other days when I begin to feel free It is the ground that tries and swallow me. In the blink of an eye, the air in my lungs can turn to rocks And at that moment, as every …
The forbidden word.
I was happy on my own, happy when I drowned; But my crooked feet took me to a land far from my own… The home which I found first chiselled away at my smile Until there was only ashes of happiness left; It stole all my colours, the bright ones and the darker ones, All …
You are not alone | poem
The world might be broken But nothing can stop the Love That's pouring from the clouds above the rain is not your enemy, remember that sadness is happiness's mother The world might leave you lonely But nothing can stop the wind From holding your faded skin storms will always be scary, but you will learn …
I can feel the rain before it comes (kinda like a sneeze)
I often get what I like to call pre-sadness sadness or sometimes even pre-frustration frustration. I always feel it coming, and maybe that always leads to its premature launching as well. But one thing that never seems to happen is pre-happiness happiness. I am always being haunted by some type of ghost that whispers chills …
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