Low self-esteem haunts me
Pessimism beats me
Lack of self-confidence defeats me
The battle wages within.
Wearied Warriors - PoemVivid visions vacillate in the face of the uncertain
And wearied warriors contemplate
Why the choices chose just are not working
At last you've grabbed your shield
But alas it is too late
The battle washed away your dreams
And you cannot fix past mistakes...
Gone away in silence
So slowly hope had slipped away
Will you ever dare to try again,
On this or any other day?...
Not every aspiration
Will surely be achieved
Yet every wish, ambition
That is fulfilled starts with a seed
Perhaps your first desire
Was not the goal you'd been meant to reach
But perhaps that burning fire
Still can fuel the passion that you need
In every failure - purpose
And even if you've fallen down
You'll find the strength to rise again
No matter how hard you've been knocked down
Memories Rememberance ( Anthology ) Memories and Rememberance
I poured memories into a teacup
to soak my soul
with reminiscent sips from the past
I wove your memory
inside my mind just like the way
ivy vines used to curl up
against the terracotta walls of your home
I cried our moments together
onto orchard petals
like puddles of dew drops
in the frigid morning hours
There is something so reminiscent
to curl up on patches of green grass
among wilting daisies and earthy soil
- it makes me think of you
And the thought of you
has always comforted my lilac heart
It would complete
this newly turned garden of mine
as my thorny reality
has reminded me countlessly-
You are what is missing
I can now only dream of vanilla
- a childhood sentiment
An aroma I adored even before I knew words
that could portray my love for it
It sent me time taveling
back to a sepia and well-worn past
Sweet vanilla daydreams
It's burned now-
ashy smoke overpower its place in my heart
The sweet n
***Many years have passed
Since that winter day...
I still remember it
Like it was yesterday,
Like it was yesterday...
Come back to me, my love.
Come back. You're the one.
Come back. There is no hope
In a shallow world,
In a shallow world.
A silent plea that bleeds
Is whisper in the wind.
Is falling rain
That never falls again.
But there's no "again".
Come back to me, my love.
Come back. You're the one.
Come back... a silent plea
Of the heart that ever bleeds.
The heart that ever bleeds
My dream girl...I saw you in a dream, hair blowing in the wind, calling me closer to you.
If only I had known that my piece of forever would be my demise...
A note to my girlfriend Hey pretty brown eyes.
The first day you smiled at me, you captured my heart. You spoke to my soul and it decided that you were the missing piece to make me whole.
The first day we talked, my heart whispered to yours and amidst the chaos of the world yours heard mine.
The first time we kissed, my soul was on fire. It screamed for more. It begged you to never let me go. You didn’t.
Today, a year after you asked me out, we are still here. You can still light my soul on fire with the slightest touch. Make my heart scream when I have to leave.
Hey pretty brown eyes. I love you unending.
Who's Going to Hell?Live in a world where religion is a parody of its own meaning.
Where true love is called perversion,
And a preference is classified as a sickness.
Where our young are nothing but impressionable
In a time where information is easily gained,
While the old and withered
Are the only sane
With their aggressive beliefs.
But violence is justified if it gets the message across.
God would want that.
The epitome of all that is good and peaceful would want that.
Heaven forbid the religious are called out.
Their responses will always be the same.
"We don’t hate you."
When the meaning behind that is:
"We don’t care what happens to you."
"You're just wrong."
Sure they fake indifference.
Sure they’re ready to preach about equality.
Sure they’re ready to talk about their own problems and their own hardships when in a conversation.
But behind those tightly knit smiles that never crease their eyes,
The words will always be left unspoken
Only to be released w
EvanescenceYou told me I was the only one
You used to be my immortal, my tourniquet
An imaginary anchor to hold on to
While I'm being crushed by the weight of the world
I am now haunted by your once gentle voice
Missing is the love I once had for you
But I shall not lose control like you did
No longer your star, but your sweet sacrifice
The lithium carries me farther away
Until I breathe no more
In my last breath I shall whisper softly
That I was good enough for you
While the doctors try to bring me to life
You hold my hand, look at me with dry eyes
And call me your snow white queen
My lost LoveI remember the first time I saw you in school
I was sitting by myself on the floor in front of the stair well
You approached me and asked a question
“I’m new here where is the guidance consular”
I looked up from my sad state and I saw you
You had wonderful chocolate brown eyes and brown always messy hair
I told you were to go but you stayed with me saying "it looks like you need friend"
Every day after lunch we would meet in that same spot at the stair well
We got to know each very well, we were different yet similar
You came from the eastern concrete jungle and you were very worldly wise
I had lived all my life in rural pastures, and was at times a tad naive
But we both liked the same things and got along very well
We would talk about it until the bell sounded and we walked to our next class together talking still
As the time grew so did my love for you grow each day
It was the kind of love that God and man alike hated, so I kept it to my self
But non-the less
Don't Break Me, PleaseDon’t break me,
I’ve only just put this heart,
This shattered organ,
Scared to fall once more
And scared to feel again.
You’ve been making me smile,
Making a fluttering in my chest,
And it scares me so much.
I’m not sure I’ll find the pieces,
If it happens again.
Don’t break me.