Sometimes, what comes from a dream is even more solid and real than the things and people we’ve been used to.
Self-acceptance & self-love poem. For anyone who, just like me, at times, can’t seem to find beauty in themselves.
Read these words everyday, or repeat them to yourself by heart: no matter what you...
happiness, and joy will never get you out of the hole you have dug for yourself.
The soul is a beautiful thing when you let it be free.
Inevitable loss is my one thought, While night's dull ticking claims my mortal mind.
"We molded together perfectly, Like we were clay in an artist's hands"
i wrote this a long time ago and just recently found it again. thought i would share.
Sometimes you have to stand up to the people you love the most for their sake. I'd rather they hate me then have to bury them one day. This is a few verse's of a song I wrote about my friends.
The meaning to this is pretty hidden, while it may seem obvious, it has much more too it.
the way my mind works. something very serious going on but i'm drifting to things unrelated. i've gotten in big trouble for this and it seems fitting that i wrote it into this poem without knowing unt...
"i made a mistake tonight, i started another fight."
this is based on something that actually happened just about an hour ago.
this is because i havent been writing and i randomly got inspired for this tonight.
Her eyes — the most complex masterpiece I could ever describe. Sweet and sorrowful eyes.
"when i hit the ground, everything goes quiet,"
this was started after i had an accident with actually falling off a horse.
"I said take these broken wings and learn to fly"
honestly i just noticed that first line in so many songs i wanted to write it into something and make it mine. so i guess thats what i did?
I sometimes like to write spur of the moment poems, this is one of them.
"Feeling responsible or regretful for a perceived offense, real or imaginary."
Sometimes, what comes from a dream is even more solid and real than the things and people we’ve been used to.
Self-acceptance & self-love poem. For anyone who, just like me, at times, can’t seem to find beauty in themselves.
Read these words everyday, or repeat them to yourself by heart: no matter what you...
happiness, and joy will never get you out of the hole you have dug for yourself.
The soul is a beautiful thing when you let it be free.
Inevitable loss is my one thought, While night's dull ticking claims my mortal mind.
"We molded together perfectly, Like we were clay in an artist's hands"
i wrote this a long time ago and just recently found it again. thought i would share.
Sometimes you have to stand up to the people you love the most for their sake. I'd rather they hate me then have to bury them one day. This is a few verse's of a song I wrote about my friends.
The meaning to this is pretty hidden, while it may seem obvious, it has much more too it.
the way my mind works. something very serious going on but i'm drifting to things unrelated. i've gotten in big trouble for this and it seems fitting that i wrote it into this poem without knowing unt...
"i made a mistake tonight, i started another fight."
this is based on something that actually happened just about an hour ago.
this is because i havent been writing and i randomly got inspired for this tonight.
Her eyes — the most complex masterpiece I could ever describe. Sweet and sorrowful eyes.
"when i hit the ground, everything goes quiet,"
this was started after i had an accident with actually falling off a horse.
"I said take these broken wings and learn to fly"
honestly i just noticed that first line in so many songs i wanted to write it into something and make it mine. so i guess thats what i did?
I sometimes like to write spur of the moment poems, this is one of them.
"Feeling responsible or regretful for a perceived offense, real or imaginary."