Wake up people!

Make this site alive, make new posts, hell tell jokes, life stories, inspirational stories, or you can even make poetry about how PQ has changed your lives in one way or another, lets kick the bones from this site and get them dancing again! I know I'm young some are younger than me here and have more talent and more time here but I want this site to be how I first joined and it was ALIVE.

I would be honored if you went to the second page and left a comment on my favorite topic

"Tissue Paper" while I cry about the dying discussion forums here

http://www.poems-and-quotes.com/discussion/topic.html?topic_id=144330

This is what this site reminded me of at 3:35 in my time zone

https://youtu.be/y7EpSirtf_E

Or perhaps:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z_Ax2e-0YAg

Since we're poets it seems more fitting.

Will try and sorry youtube is blocked for me, I can't see any videos and it sucks since I want to.

While I am waking up I want to share the lyrics of my youtube link

Hello,
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone at home?

Come on now
I hear you're feeling down
Well, I can ease your pain
And get you on your feet again

Relax
I'll need some information first
Just the basic facts
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain, you would not understand
This is not how I am
I have become comfortably numb

I have become comfortably numb

O.K.
Just a little pin prick
There'll be no more aaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick

Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working, good
That'll keep you going through the show
Come on, it's time to go.

There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown
The dream is gone
I have become comfortably numb.

Since we are poets and not virtual reality addicts Everyone's Gone To Moon my be more fitting

Streets full of people
All alone
Roads full of houses
Never home
Church full of singing
Out of tune
Everyone's gone to the moon

Eyes full of sorrow
Never wet
Hands full of money
All in debt
Sun coming out in
The middle of June
Everyone's gone to the moon

Long time ago
Life has begun
Everyone went to the sun

Cars full of motors
Painted green
Mouths full of chocolate
Covered cream
Arms that can only
Lift a spoon
Everyone's gone to the moon

Everyone's gone to the moon
Everyone's gone to the moon