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that live on though us
small words turning into larger fights
and lives changing as the days go on
We shall not live by any one who makes us
but by those who help us
and show us light
and life that is beautiful
by people who give us love and nothing less
it is something remarkable
a word so short able to change futures
able to change everything in one, two, maybe evan millions of lives
love is what i live for
and that wont ever change
Be YourselfUnmistakable feelings turn into shades of thick gray
that only get washed away with every other color in our life
feelings that ignighte only when touching
mirroring feelings seem to show any color at all
but when that color does show it controls us
and gives us meaning in a world that knows nothing at all
for we are all just small insignificant pieces of a puzzle
Make that color beautiful
don't let it be a gray
don't let it swash from you like dirt on your shoes
make it something to be proud of
and live to be what you want
not someone scared in the past
scared of the future
scared about what he wants or does
be yourself and nothing less than that
Make yourself meaningful
make yourself beautiful
but most importantly
Live forget and smileShatter this world we know as reality
make us numb to the fact of our own fears
and let us grow into our hopes
as we forget why we live from day to day
and belive in a reason to live in a year or two
Let us forget our self commitments and just live
take it day by day and live every day as if it were the last on earth
the shadows will never hurt you
they will only scare you
scare you into a realm were pain becomes your friend
and life is nothing more than a nuisance
Soft FootstepsSoft footsteps lead up to uncontrolable emotions
why am i this way
curently in a mist of confusion of myself
and left to die among the words that are mistakenly fogotten
Yet be myself i stand among people who i am not sure really care
i feel broken at times lost and confused
shatterd when moments before holding myself up
yet only by a straw
the strong shall live and the weak shall die
i have always learned
but i want to be one of the strong
yet findmyself falling into the weakness of myself
my uncontrolable anurisms
emotions and way of life.
I want to be diffrent
and lost among the seas of destiny
ready to land on somthing more than myself
to land hand have meaning once again
But who knows what shall come of thease days long ahead
only thought of by the passing moments
What Grace Gives us HopeWhat grace gives us hope
who shall give us truth
who shall shake us from the solem comfort of what we know and understand as ourselves
what shall make us forget the old shaken ways of the past
and let us live the life changeing events that are four out own good
W must live by the single threads of our fate
and forget outselves
and the way we live ow
We must become diffrent
not be bound by labels and things that hold us back
yet live by morals that are not easily shaken
With meI Miss you
i miss you a lot
but i dont want to
you were the world to me
but you let me down
and now im down
sitting on the floor
with my head in my hands
waiting for you to come pick me up again
but then again thats when you left me
when i fell
when i was alone and i needed you
with my hands up hopeing for you to pull me back
but you didnt
you walked away
and when i found somone to help me back for only a second
you came to and noticed that you wern't the only one who could help
but now im here
sitting on the floor
with wishes of forgettence and hope of somthing new
becuse i now know that you
dont want anything to do
Innocent boylost feelings
leave me hung among dead bodies
and a hope that is never ending
just seems to bring more and more pain into this fragile life
Let things be the way they are i always say
let them become you and shape you
but shape is not a problem for me
its a problem for them
Last thoughts dangling the motion of the dead
realize that you may not be strong enough in this big place
but then again who knows
the shadows drip among the rest of us
and make us believe that we are no longer ourselves
pain and suffering wanders over me
like the wishes of an innocent child to be something
a fireman a police officer or the president
not who they are in 20 years
the shadows are unmistakeable
and shatter me faster than anything else
let them become me
and hold onto what i am now
shine and blur the lines of myself
and let me be something more than just an innocent boy
because that innocent boy inside does not want to be apart of thi
Who KnowsThe young boy walks down the halls,
with nothing but strange visions on his mind,
ones about life soon to come,
people soon to be,
With each scratch he has
with each stab his heart has taken
and with everyone surrounding him saying its going to be ok
what does he do
when he feels like they are lying to his face
what if things arn't going to be ok
what if they get worse
Being HumanWhen does being human come into how you feel about your life
is it when you have your heart broken for the first time
or is it when you find yourself crying
no because someone has died
but you have inside
When can we stand ourselves up like our old army men
and continue to fight the everlasting war we know as life
When does love no long become something you look forward to
but something to fear,
something that your afraid of?
Is it when you heart has broken so many times that it feels like sand running through your fingers
or is it when you cant smile anymore knowing you feel the way you do
because of what someone said or did
Well i guess we will all find out
for ourselves someday
but for now i'm going to sit
and be quiet
because all those feelings have come to a screeching hault
and l am unmistakably
Bitlets 158She can’t decide to ask him
picking the petals of forget-me-nots:
he likes me,
he forgives me not.
PetalsI pull off a petal
"He loves me."
His smile is the galaxy I live and breathe in.
I pull off a petal.
And when he can't make time for me, that's okay.
He makes up for it in his kisses.
I pull off a petal.
The other girls don't matter
Because he comes home to me.
It hurts a little but I deal with it
Because he is the sun and the stars.
I pull off a petal.
He may ignore me sometimes
But deep down I know he cares.
I pull off a petal.
I'm hurting, but I need him.
He's the only one in my head.
He's the air in my lungs.
I pull off a petal.
"He loves me not."
historically inaccurate documents-i-
you were perfect.
i could not look directly
at your flare, your lace,
i learned to love and blush
in that moment.
there are eight planets
and each one orbits
i am the first person to name
this cluster of stars
for the handful of freckles
on your arm
that it mirrors.
and i am also
you are the gleaming envy
of every viewer. you stand
bathed in worship-worthy
nervous ticks that only i
not a single other being
in our plane
is made of matter.
you alone are real
and we are the shatters
of the echoes
your breathing makes.
cusped quasars sync
portals swarming out of
sinusoidal orders. ornate
soils storing digitized loyalties
of lovers purring potently.
potential switched kinetic
all times are ours
and all dimensions follow
all rhymes involve
and all tensions swallow
we're all right
in all beds
with all words
like the length
of our lives,
we are withou
In TuneI breathe in time with the rise and fall of your chest.
When our fingers lace, they hold tight for hours.
You don't just finish my sentences
I swear you read my mind.
We're a well oiled machine.
Like the ebb and flow of the sea.
We're becoming one body, one soul.
You and me.
We're meant to be.
Our UniverseHere we are in our mundane universe.
We stand underneath the night sky
And gaze up at the stars.
We are two small specks of dust
Attached to each other by tangled fingers.
My toes wiggle deeper into the sand
As I watch you splash around in the warm water.
Sometimes it's hard to believe there's a universe out there.
But we'll see it someday.
Together, hand in hand,
We will explore this huge galaxy.
We will make our own discoveries.
We will search for adventure
All the while we hold tightly to each other.
Because I see the universe in your eyes and your heart.
Because no matter how far we go
We'll still be two little dots
Lying on that beach
domain and range mean nothing before 10 amshe made worlds on tuesday mornings
not bothering to listen or take notes but instead
looking down onto the numbers and letters at her fingertips
and drawing the square roots and functions up in her mind
graphing virtual abstracts of you that
her unsteady hands lacked the deftness to create in her notebook.
she had tried a thousand times, though,
sharpening the pencil over and over
and adjusting this exponent and that denominator to get nearer to your curvature
in hopes of a more accurate depiction
in hopes of a smaller margin of error
but she ran out of lead faster than your face ran through her head
and erasers and echoed lines
are flimsy compensation for such an injustice to your irresponsible perfection.
so she forewent paper
instead latching tight onto the afterimage
which contained a calm, unstirred world
where the cream in her coffee spiraled into art and froze mid-oblivion
where the clicks of locks on doors meant
nothing more than solitude
with her thoughts
where your navy-and-
highschool heartsnew faces, old faces
faces we think we see
faces we wish we would never see again
laughs out loud
proclamation of feelings
sitting at the red table
coffee in hand
smiling so faintly
you joke so inappropriately
but not at that
how oblivious love is
how oblivious our lives are now
and pretty brown eyes
that glint in your eye when i blabber on
your pretty lips
i promised i'd stay on my studies
but i'd rather be studying chemistry
One nightOne night, I can be with you.
I don't have to look at the moon
anymore; hoping that you will be
looking too. The stars dance
around the moon like all those
other girls do, because they want
to be with you.
Envy begins to the poison that
sets into my veins; how any of
those girls could make you feel
like you've found the one but I'm
just going to be that girl that
sits on the side wishing that
you could love me.
You won't even know anything about
me but, I know so much about you,
my dear. The way that you smile the
definition of happiness, to the way
your voice plays a symphony that is
I begin to fall in love with you
all over again, like I did before.
Nothing could make me feel so safe
and warm in a cocoon except for you;
looking at me with those blue eyes
that are brighter then the ocean
itself making it jealous of you.
ForeverLooking into your eyes; your soul, I know
that one thing is for certain; forever.
I want to spend my life with you
forever and ever, even after we die and
gone to heaven I still want to be with you
forever because to have someone like you
in my life is all I ever wanted as a little
girl; you have completely made me the
most happiest person that I've ever been in
the longest time.
Your my soul mate that I don't want to ever
want to live without knowing that I've
found you. I want you to hold me in your
arms endlessly, never letting me go because
I feel so secure and toasty to have your arms
wrapped around my waist; having your lips
gently press on my cheek and slowly work your
way down to my lips all the way to my neck,
how sweet the kisses feel on my skin.
A blitz feeling starts to works it's way into
my veins. I put hands on your back feeling all
the muscles and bones that you have; how
muscular your back feels, it sends adrenaline
to my brain, I begin to kiss your lips softly.
And drives away...Arms reach around a body so confused with stress she had no where else to go
as warmth drifted from the boy to the girl she pushes away
scared and hopeless he drifts to the side, not knowing what to do
yet as the shadows race upon his heart so soft
she turns and with back faced she fills the void of him with nothing more than meaningless work and countless hours of careful study
with a darkness upon his heart, he turned back around and walked away
as cracks shift and mold inside of his heart with every step further away
he slithers back into the drivers seat of his car as tears well upon his face
and drives away....
yet with pedel to the floor, he wishes to see her face once again
for he loves her, and everything about her
yet as wind smacks the ever warm redness of his cheeks
he doesn't look back
he knows she does not understand what she does
he only wishes
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