Posts Tagged ‘poem’

The morning of the darkest night,

you sit and look at me so hopeless.

The thoughts of this chapter,

still haunts me every day.

 

The cold eyes you stare,

why must I be this way.

Why must we live this way,

why must we accept.

 

The mistakes that led me here,

so desperate and alone.

Remind the ones that use to love me,

let them believe there was some good in me.

 

Im going to leave this pedant here,

just in case you cared to find it.

The disappointment I brought to you,

the life you could have had.

 

So this is it,

the chapter that we have started.

The chapter that led me to this road,

that I must answer for when im gone.

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To know where you came from,

will determine how far you get in life.

Since I started off in the gutters,

I was promised struggle and fear.

 

As a child of nearly seven,

learning to survive is to save,

because without education you are nothing,

and without money you cannot escape.

 

Many nights of confusion,

led me to believe,

life as I knew it had to change,

before we sunk deeper into this mess.

 

I grew up wondering,

what path I was destine to take.

Society didn’t make it easy,

lost opportunities denied,

denied at birth.

 

One day I discovered this opportunity,

to leave this place I once knew as home.

I studied real hard to pass the test,

with the idea of me leaving this place.

 

With my luck I passed,

was given the opportunity to leave this place,

to study aboard and succeed,

I was choosen out hundreds.

 

Since destine is established at birth,

there is nothing you can really do.

I was told I was too young,

and we could not afford to commute.

 

After the heart has been broken,

its difficult to piece it back together.

The beginning of the end was written,

predetermined, and pre decided.

 

To wake early and feel the desire,

The inner glow of motivation,

So simple and untapped.

 

I see the distance, the world from a reserved flower,

Fear has entrapped me, tangled me, and grabbed me,

Unable to venture, unable to wonder.

 

The simple troubles of the near and forgotten,

The clouds of stress that follow.

Never leaving my side like a trusted companion,

Failure to break the path that has been given.

 

In order for me to succeed,

I must venture off and discover the real me.

To break the cycle we are once lured,

The easy life that we were thought to exist when we were a child.

 

Now we must dream the big dreams,

And truly believe.

Because faith in ourselves can determine,

Success or defeat.

The road that takes us,

To the ends of the earth.

The road that follows,

So mystically close.

 

We follow each other,

Like the sheep’s we are intended to be.

The endless road of misery,

We yearn to keep.

 

To seek out new things,

Your friends might laugh.

To wonder where life,

May venture us thus far

 

The light at the end,

The end that may follow.

To seek out the justice,

And carry the fallen.

BETRAYAL

Posted: September 28, 2012 in cookies
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How do I tell you

that my heart is broken?

How do I do I show you,

the pain within?

 

The moment I found out,

The windows shattered,

The door swung open,

my heart started sinking.

 

The feeling of empty,

the feeingl of alone.

 

The shadows crept secretly,

distracting me and haunting me,

deepening the gape of distress.

 

Why cant I go back,

go back to the moment.

Where I could have said no,

I could have spoken?

 

Every time I see you,

The feeling follows.

Every time I sleep,

the nightmares overshadows.

 

The happy dreams

that I use to have

are replaced with nightmares

of you and this other guy.

 

What can I do,

but to simply accept.

Forgive is to forget,

the weekend of september 15th two thousand and twelve.

Communication

Why has computers,

and cellphones,

and mobile devices,

becoming such a hit?

Is it the struggle,

to be socially connected,

to be part of a solution,

rather then socially evicted?

To simply share,

a crazy wonder.

To express ones feelings,

of dirt and awkward somber”s

Lets develop a method,

a revolutionary connection,

ways that people,

have never thought out for.

Something more then just words,

a real sense of completion,

inner most feelings,

of beauty and acceptance.

Disconnect from your Phones and connect with people you love!

To study ones mind,

so crazy so kind,

to establish ones self,

so confusing so blind.

Thoughts are sporadic,

confused and forgotten,

depending on ones,

inner thoughts.

ideas are magic,

expressed for pure logic.

Colored and fought after.

To imagine a idea,

a simple invention.

To create a city,

of endless porportions.

What needs to occur,

for us to continue to work,

ideas ideas,

what drives us to work.

CREATE, LOVE, LIFE