THE SAD THINGS IN LIFE

 Raynolds, listen i know you're hurting you smile and laugh but like old rocks you crumble as you giggle Raynolds i love you but you have to love yourself too you speak so lightly of misery you disregarded yourself so much that you dont even notice the depression Raynolds this is enough  You cry when you're alone  how empty and tough To threaten yourself with suicide poetry do you think it alright to want to die for acceptance dream only of you be selfish and care only for you can you tell how much suffering is there you cant you cant and it isnt fair you will die... Alone. and no one your kin  will send you away with songs -: But its okay its alright i don't mind a lonely death I dont mind a miserable end i will smile as i go as fake as it will be this hurt i will never show.

  One Day you just look up For no apparent reason but one Is God truly there? Does he see how much I bleed? How exhausted And empty I have become I heard about the girl who sent a prayer And along with herself to the place we yearn Was it too soon I wonder… What about me I pondered I am with a string holding like a ring So many promises of hope and life But does one truly die If they were already dead? I am screaming constantly at myself How ugly of a thing you’ve become How lonely and empty Unwanted and disregarded Why am I still here? If all I am going to do, every day of my miserable life Is ask that same question… She did not die, she found life beyond this one If only I was not a coward If only I had the strength To decide to not be miserable anymore I would live under the drowns of oceans And hang above the highest of peaceful trees Or peacefully watch in cold water as flowers bloom From the cuts above my wrists. ...

 I knew Shirley. She was young, beautiful and sweet And kind, you know, the kind of beauty  One travels roads and seas just to scribe, I knew her from the memories she painted With a stroke of a paint brush, she broke my heart  when the rain turned her smile into a sad frown that longs ever more for love... and a friend. --- I have been abandoned as a child Though i lived with my mother, She never strayed her love away,  Never from the things that weren't me I wasn't abused i was lonely. I wasn't deprived of food or her company, i was without friends and without a doll Like young girls my age, like Sarah and her barbies i was left to grow faster than i was meant, pushed away to a point the only one i did not wish for was me As a grown woman, i sought love. i was 15. --- The only love I've ever felt Was when Eddy Maake spoke to me He was what he called himself. a poet. With a tongue wrapped up in poetry His hands were possessed as he gestured paving the heavens He wou...

 I don't have the courage to die, I'm a coward  I don't have any more faith left in me to have faith in someone else  I have tried, to believe that there is a someone  a hero, to save me. And somewhere in the midst of all these endless attempts  I've, died. Have you ever felt like you deserved more than you already have Do you believe that every miserable feeling you have up until now felt was meant to make you more endurable more enduring. Or perhaps there is a reward for standing in such vile storms. *sigh*  Like the world owes you for the brutality and all the evil things you've experienced up until now  And it is the same everyday, a plus to a meaningless power. Pain doesnt make people strong no one deserves to feel like shit. "born fresh to suffer" Never expecting, never deserving And all else believe and think you've matured from all the childish happy things  But that is not it, right? You've been made so weak by situations around you that ...

I don't have the courage to die, I'm a coward  I don't have any more faith left in me to have faith in someone else  I have tried, and tried And somewhere in the midst of all these endless attempts  I've died. Have you ever felt like you deserved more than you already have As if you're busy taking on all the challenges and pains of everyone around you. *sigh*      Like the world owes you for the brutality and heartaches miseries and all the evil things you've experienced up until now  But everytime some little bit of sunlight slips in A greater dark cloud absorbs it away "born fresh to suffer" Never expecting, never deserving And all else believe and think you've matured from all the childish happy things  But that is not it, right? You've been made so weak by situations around you that you put up walls  Protecting you from everything even the happiness thats's meant to be Because you know... It isn't.  But we are fed- lies and poetry S...

 I've discovered a great multitude of things Secrets of the hearts of heroes and kings We're only needed when we're most useful. I've learned quite a lot in my hour of thinking The realization of the things long been missing It matters not how much love I give It shall never, be returned to me. I've learned to accept it I tried embracing it but embracing such truth Only carries harsh pains and lonely realities But what choice is there left for me. I have loved, so much my heart yearns for it again But I was not loved, I can never be loved It is like a curse or God's cruel mind game. It is best I stay alone In the darkness Where I can never be found or made feel this empty  Tis best you stay away If all you need from me is nothing but entertainment I'm broken  And, I've faced the reality of never being healed Don't mend me, just to leave me broken once again. I cry sometimes but that's because I don't know how long I can keep this up It's ...