Hello, everyone. I hope you find some of my poems inspirational. Read them with an open mind. I write in an attempt to find myself and to convey the deeper things that nobody seems to take notice to. Enjoy. |
Most kids are afraid of dark, clammy rooms.
Where you can't see a thing except your sadness...
This endless cycle goes around
Taunting me with out a sound...
All tears are drained
From my fearful face...
Media and common sense
An influence far too immense...
A droning voice
Inside my ear...
You smiled at me
And held my hand...
Darkness is dwelling inside of my soul
Pierced by faint moonlight...
Secret Angel,
Unknowing star...
You used to fascinate me,
hold me in my mind...
High school heartache
And drama filled days...
From cloudy days come dark nights. |
You must strive to be satisfied with what is given to you, rather than obsessing over achieving what is not. |
Everyone will fall, and all will seem lost, as we wallow in self pity over the reoccuring loss of control over our lives. We struggle in vain to regain it, but we are constantly decieved. |