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I’m wondering what it’s like
To stop feeling,
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Why am I here? I exist in a constant stream of questions
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What if somthing happened? Would we know at all?
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Why changes? Why do things happen without a reason?
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Were I a wind you might lift upon
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Like creeping vine reach I toward you, illumed by ghostly white
which radiates upon me from your countenance, the night.
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where was God today? and she cried out to Him,
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I know who you are
I have found you at last
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When you walk down that path
You have chosen for your self
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What is a hug? Is it written on paper?
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Is it time up for you?
To say what you never said,
or be key locked and caged.
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I have memories that I’m not sure are real. I’m not sure they really exist.
by PorcelainSoul
30 lines, 1 comment,
on Mar 6 12:42 AM. In Abuse, Dark, Sad, Personal, Thoughts, Life, Questioning, Memories, The past, PTSD
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It was a shining day of new beginnings
Somehow trapped in the tangled winnings
by semisane
24 lines, 1 comment,
on Dec 13 3:13 AM 2008. In Thoughts, Fantasy, Other, questioning, longing, wanting, scared, afraid, confused
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What happened to you? Where has the girl that is my best friend vanished too?
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I think, I think, I think. I think they discourage you from saying I think,
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This is my mask, Let’s paint it the colours of false emotions,
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Spiraling out of control,
free falling in this thing called life.
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How do I escape it?
I'm still so very young
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I’m wondering, now/
how many hours I’ve watched the sky darken
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I just can't bring myself to believe
That you might possibly love me.
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When the end comes
will I recognize it?
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It's amazing what paranoia can do... inspired by something overheard.
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why we are here
does god even exist.
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How many loves lost
To plague
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What is it
That keeps pulling us back
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what if you could have had the ideal childhood, would you want it?
by blutearsofpain
25 lines, 4 comments,
on Jan 3 10:42 PM 2008. In life, change, what if, growing up, love, learning, sadness, pain, questioning
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and i would love to see
what would be left of you and me
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Was it something I said?
Have I said too much?
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Oh Harmless one, Armless one
What do you think to do?
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Let's say your name was Reaching In...
Let's say you were given this power.
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I let this rain beat down upon me endlessly,
And yet where is the sun?
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Do I fall down that hole once again,
And hope the better part of me comes to be...?
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I danced with blue
suede promises
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As a child I believed
In honesty and sincerity
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I feel like such a Jackass
When I second guess
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Wistful longing is not mutual
the silence carves another hole
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Don't ask me who it's about. And don't ask when I wrote it. Could be ages ago, could be yesterday.
by Jesusdancer
31 lines, 1 comment,
on Sep 17 8:32 PM 2007. In questioning, sad, unrequited, pain, thoughts, dark, desperate, life, love
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If today was the day
you had to go
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