My self pity.

Why am i here? What do i feel? Every experience ruined by thought.

Every complaint a notch against my lust for perfection, which is not just above my out streched arms; but up the dearest mountain which i have not the lungs to climb, the heart to carry me, and legs to take further steps. 

I do dream of standing on that peak, of being the explorer after every step and the beauty of that earthly nipple is, i can see everyone from there.

And they can see me. 

Yet i am not on that peak, or half way up it.  I don't know where i am, I know i am in a prison, of my own and others construction.  Yet those same weak legs are unable to move me towards the pose i yearn for above that mighty peak. 

In years to come will i try to stand ontop a small knole, or climb upon a chair and try the view from there? how pathetic i have always been.  will i one day feel not the need to climb but the satisfaction of looking down on those who can not stand.  Do i feel this aleady?

I am young, and yet my heart is cold, yarning for warmth, but as always my dreams, hope and love goes unrequited.

To be happy, is what i desire, and to make others happy, but not by people laughing at me. 

I have many role models, who have made different paths.  I wish to walk them all, and instead i just wander on flat ground and don't fight my way through jungle making my own path. 

Can you respond to this poem? can you tell me that i am respectable, and that i am a good person?

I cry for me and no one else.  How can you pity that? 

Change is what i want.  because i hate what i am and slowly i feel that thought that i must except what i am. 

How can i except what i am when i want to be anything but me.

The Rain

 Cssie Brannic  

I hear the hypnotic drizzle

of the rain coming down so slow,

Lying here all alone

oblivious to the world I do not know,

All day long I watch birds flying

in a cloudless sky,

But at night the rain comes

willing me to cry,

The whipping of the wind is

drowning out my mournful sighs,

With everyday that passes by

a small piece of me dies,

Am I destined to walk alone

forever in a world of pin,

All that I can hear

is the drizzle of the rain,

Lying there all alone

slowly I begin rocking,

Outside I can hear the rain

quietly its mocking,

Fear is taking over

consuming all that is me,

Am I getting closer

to insanity.

Should we?

Love and hate. Should we

appreciate those facts

or should we lay down and

relax? Should we believe

the world is coming to an

end or should we sit and

play pretend? God gave us

life. Should we throw those

rights away and forget how

to pray?

Do me a favor. Think about

that today.

-0-

 

The End

By: Andrew Goulart

As I take upon this knife, I start to see my life, Everything is wrong, Yet it seemed so right, I need someone to come down, For without them I will not win tonight, I think about the good, I think about the bad, I start to remember, All the good times we had, I know I'm not perfect, Neither are you, With your two colours, I can see right through, My love is like a rock, It never tends to break, No matter how hard you try, It's one thing you will never take, You had your chance, You had it once, You used and abused it, For several months, I gave you love, I gave you everything, What did you give me, You didn't give me anything. Always fooling around, Making out in bars, I caught you once and realized, True love was never ours, You treated me bad, I hit you in the face, You got severe damage, All I got was an arm brace, It never should have happened, We shouldn't have let it be, We thought we were the perfect match, A side of each other we could not see, Two colours, Two sides!

 , Too many problems, Too many lies, Too many liars, Too many heartbreakers, Two faces, Two lives, Think twice before you make the wrong decision, Think twice before you start to kiss him, Think twice before you go the wrong way, Think twice before you fade away, Now you're gone, From the grasp of my palm, This knife it seems so friendly, Yet it is so deadly, I slice my veins, I stab my chest, I gash my leg, Time for me to rest, I fall, I hit the floor, Now I'm dead, I live no more, A big oblivion, As I walk up the stairs, I see no one, No one anywhere, Everything sucks, I need some friends, This is how it is, This is how it ends.

Why? Why? Why?

Why the people fight?

Spreading horror and fright.

Making world a dreadful place,

Try to be first in every race!

Why the people try? To make everyone cry!

Always they suspect,

For others they have no respect.

Why the people shy?

To be free of their ‘my’.

Never try to accept those,

Where their future goes! Why the people fright?

Of their future bright!

Thinking of their future and past,

Making their present last!

Why the people do all these?

Why can’t they live in peace?

Why they all don’t think,

That their life can end just in a blink!

                      NOTHING  TO  CRY

                      LIP  SAI  LIN  (  MALAYSIA  )

     WITH  LOVE  AND  EXPECTATIONS  YOU  MARRY

     NOTHING  TO  CRY

     BITTER  OR  NOT  THE  FUTURE

     TIMES  PASSED  BY

     HAPPY  OR  NOT  THE  FUTURE

     FATE  CAME  BY

     DON'T  LET  GO

     ANY  CHANCE , EVEN FIRST  IT  IS ,

     WHY  NOT  LOVE  YOURSELF 

     IN  ONE  WAY  OR  ANOTHER

     WHY  NOT  CONTINUE  TO  LOVE  HIM

     IN  ONE  WAY  OR  ANOTHER

     AS  GOD  LOVE  YOU 

     MORE  THAN  ANYONE  ELSE

     AS  GOD  LOVE  YOU

     EVEN  YOU  DIDN'T      

PEACE      
By Tom Dowell.

You never know just how life will go,

Appears to be in a pattern, then change alters the flow.

Happiness is fleeting, always leaves us wanting more,

Acceptance and patience are tested to our very core.

Will mankind ever be free?

Anger, fear and greed are not in harmony.

Love is all-powerful, man will soon see,

Living in a world without love is misery.

People of the world unite as one,

Forget hatred and put down the gun.

Peace to all men is the only way,

Let love shine upon us every day.

Depression
Terry Watson

Equated with darkness, happiness disguised

Disfigured, like its parents, Betrayal and Lies

A cause for many to proclaim to the skies

Disgust follows, from sleep and through rise

A day filled with fear, hate and despise

A night that ends with your internal cries

Cry for help, silence will answer

Slow degradation, your soul has cancer

Profanity streams out like barroom banter

In a melodic mayhem similar to drunken chanters

As your mind slows from a run to a canter

Your mouth develops a tendency to stammer

Traveling the world and its seven seas

Journeying the galaxy at uncharted speeds

You've found a friend that is easy to please

Imagination, the only friend that you need

Antisocial thoughts help put you at ease

Lost in thought, oblivious, as the world bleeds

Death-A Wish

I may depart apart

God knows when comes time,

To leave my beloved behind with a griefied heart;

But before departing just give me a sign

To say me beloved good-bye

And to leave this world with a smiling face

When the star turns red

I will just lie on the bed;

So that tears don't come before my sleep

Otherwise I would have to weep,

God just help me to let them away

To die in an easy simple way,

About the next world, would it have them with me

Give them the strength to be without me;

A green signal need to be waved

So with the smile, good I can behave

With the blush on my sweet face,

Now its the time to leave my favourite place,

With a wish I wish to die...!

Time

Time ticks like a bomb waiting to blow

As you get older life is taken from you like an enormous bite

You cannot find your destiny because you feel to much fright

You've had your friends and your foes

Now it is time to go

Its all taken from you like theft

BOOM!! Every thing is gone and devoured in death