Miss.TalksAlot said 10 years, 10 months ago:

(for people getting bullied)

Getting bullied and I didn’t understand,
I had friends but on the other hand..

I felt hated and left out,
I was crying and used to shout

Nobody minded me,
They couldn’t see
how much they’ve hurt,
now I’m just covered in dirt

I want to live my own pretty life,
Which is in peace and with my wife
She’ll make me laugh and forget,
what has ever been said

Miss.TalksAlot said 10 years, 10 months ago:

The pain won’t go away,
it’ll permantly stay
The fear won’t leave my mind,
so how am I supposed to stay kind?

Miss.TalksAlot said 10 years, 10 months ago:

@Snooze Really nice! (:

TheMatter said 10 years, 10 months ago:

I’m tired of the way,
the world passes my by,
And again, day by day,
I’m tired of the way,

I’m wishing for a change,
Praying for a destination,
Walking a mental pilgramige,
Working on an estimation -

How long will it take me now,
To find an unfound truth,
I want to break the cycle now,
For myself I need no proof.

Crash!

World view changed in an instant,
Unpersistant, rushed,
Un-Equilivelent,
Malificent, evil round the courner,
Every courner.

Death, injuries, for instance,
All at once it’s crashing by,
Ridding me of all resistance,
A huge yawn now a small sigh.

I wished this upon myself,
But now another layer of my-
Melancholy,
lies on top of what was here before.

Am I the cause or on the shelf,
Watching down and feeling so-
Sorry,
I’ll die here now for something more.

Whoosh!

Love, romance, smiles again,
And for a while there is no rain,
I see the sun around once more,
The world has now unlocked my door,

I’m free to roam the world as me,
But this exciting recipie,
Has given me a fast release,
But leaves behind a missing peice.

Consistency, it is the key -
Smash! Flash! Bang! Now I see!
Suddenly a shocking change,
Excites the world, past normal range.

But gravity will pull us back,
Down to Earth, then pin and tack,
Us to the wall, we sit and wait,
For drama at a later date.

TheMatter said 10 years, 10 months ago:

This world,

once a thriving metropolis in my mind,
a playground for the gods,
has been reviled to me
to truly be
A crumbling, collapsing ruins.

Memories,

Hid in the back of my mind,
When my life was for the dogs,
have returned to me
And now I see,
I loved the world that lived here more a world ago.

These ruins,
Are not what I remember, are not what I once saw;
Once a beauty hidden in jet black paint
has fallen a tainted fall.

In my stupidity,
I did leave thee,
in my busyness I was ignorant,
and I wish to me,
that I could see,
6 months ago what now stands here by fault perhaps of my own.

I apologise and bow to the fallen world around me of which is simply a false replica of the world I once did know. I do not see why once upon a time you removed all evidence of the memories that turned what was bittersweet into pure sugar and provided me the energy I needed to follow through the life I once promised me that I would lead.
Now though as the fuel in this city runs dry, I also thank you, the god of this world for supplying me with the fossil fuels that led my through the days many months ago. I apologise to you for not doing what I perhaps could of to maybe save this world yet as it falls I also thank you for the happy memories it blessed me.

~The one from once upon a time

TheMatter said 10 years, 10 months ago:

When you’ve called me stupid or geeky, nerdy or weird,
And you’ve hit me, beat me, my eyes have teared.
What am I to you, I ask, why am I not fine?
I ask this question now because I’m now your punchline.

You call me names, you hit me, you look down on me too,
Just because you don’t like me doesn’t mean that this you need to do.
But still, you go on, and pictures you tag,
Unless you’re close by, and I can be your punchbag.

And it doesn’t end just because the bell rings,
You leave, but you still do troubling things,
For in our world distance doesn’t stop us at all,
As you have my number, you need just make a call.

And now I believe, once all has gone wrong,
Those things that you said with your devilish, forked tongue,
Now that I’ve been left by one of my most dear,
Your voice follows me, provoking my fear.

I cannot escape and still move, live on,
And what can I do now my smiles are gone?
I feed on emotion, on feelings and trust,
But my situation left my heart in rust.

A rope, a gun, and that’s all it needs,
As on my brain your evil still feeds,
but a light shines down as through the same method,
That you had used, a cure has been perfected.

‘A friend in need is a friend indeed’
This is not true, this I did not heed,
For I found a true friend not needing me,
But helping, caring and loving, you see?

And now no matter how you hoard your friends and try and put me down,
You’ll never make me leave this world until there’s no-one else in town,
For one can always find a friend even in their darkest hour,
And though we all still see the darkness none of us will lose our power.

So no matter how you hoard your friends and call me names all day,
There’s nothing after the sixth hour to stop me going away,
And I challenge you to try it, to beat me to the ground,
When the whole Earth is on my side while your men are from the lost and found.

And if we were to have a war, your side against mine,
Us two leading our own forces, hoping to win within time,
There’d be nothing you could do to me or any of my friends,
For we all love each other and don’t bother to go round these bends.

Yes you make our lives a challenge, putting speed bumps on the road,
But I’ll never end up coming back, and before we met I slowed.
Your hatred spread like wildfire, but to my last once of strength,
I fought of your evil disease and pushed you back a length.

And looking back on my new story I wonder; if I tried,
Would you now leave the dark side and join me, by my side?
But I cannot pull the courage, I cannot form the sound,
For if I ask and you say ‘No,’ my defence would wall straight to the ground.

So now I sit here wondering, and this is all I do,
Because years before I killed our strand,
You loved me, and I loved you.
Yes, years ago we shared a love, and I remember then,
But you left me, and ‘ I love you’ changed to a ‘Do you remember when?’

Hatred is a disease, and I’m alive still for the cure,
But you were lost, and that’s a cost that surely makes me poor.

carmen said 10 years, 10 months ago:

@TheMatter

Those were all amazing!!! I found some way to connect something, whether it was myself, a friend, or the world to your poetry. I love the way you express and i am craving more from you!!! Please post more, if you can, because i just cant et enough!! >.<