*Sigh* Okay, this is the first piece of Письмо I will ever share with anyone. Rarely does the idea of a poem ever enter my dark mind. But tonight, just two минуты ago, this one came to me, and I had to...write...it...down...
I’m aching here
I’m bleeding there
Pain strikes within
My every move
And there’s
Nothing
I Can
Do
To Make It
Stop
The tears roll down my face
And freeze there quickly
And stay until the time comes
Where they are no longer frozen
And begin to stream down again
My hurt was bottled up
But someone broke the bottle
And now it’s
Everywhere
And there’s nothing
I Can
Do
To Heal Myself
I’m stuck in a world
A world too unbearable
To live
To breathe
To smile
A world where everyone
Is like a manikin
They’re perfectly still
They smile all the time
They sit there all the time
They just look at Ты endlessly
And of course
They never feel
I don’t belong in that world
I have to leave that world
I have to breathe
I want to breathe
All
I Want
Is To Be Free
From the Hurting Zone
From the Dark Zone
The Twilight Zone where I
Am Trapped
Trapped
And Broken
God, please help me
Listen to me
Am I
The Only One
Who Can Feel
Who Can See
Who Will Know the Pain Inside of Me
Please God,
What Is My Purpose?
Immediately want to say this is not about me in general. :)
What do Ты think?
I’m aching here
I’m bleeding there
Pain strikes within
My every move
And there’s
Nothing
I Can
Do
To Make It
Stop
The tears roll down my face
And freeze there quickly
And stay until the time comes
Where they are no longer frozen
And begin to stream down again
My hurt was bottled up
But someone broke the bottle
And now it’s
Everywhere
And there’s nothing
I Can
Do
To Heal Myself
I’m stuck in a world
A world too unbearable
To live
To breathe
To smile
A world where everyone
Is like a manikin
They’re perfectly still
They smile all the time
They sit there all the time
They just look at Ты endlessly
And of course
They never feel
I don’t belong in that world
I have to leave that world
I have to breathe
I want to breathe
All
I Want
Is To Be Free
From the Hurting Zone
From the Dark Zone
The Twilight Zone where I
Am Trapped
Trapped
And Broken
God, please help me
Listen to me
Am I
The Only One
Who Can Feel
Who Can See
Who Will Know the Pain Inside of Me
Please God,
What Is My Purpose?
Immediately want to say this is not about me in general. :)
What do Ты think?
Me and Those
Ever noticed that in this life
Everyone wants Ты to do something,
или be something
That sometimes Ты don’t want to be?
They are those!
Ты know them!
Ты probably have those in your house.
They are those who expect Ты to take a path,
Even though,
Sometimes,
Ты don’t want to take.
They are those who expect Ты to be great,
Even though,
Sometimes,
Ты prefer to be small and humble.
But do Ты think,
For the slightest second,
That they care about that?
They don’t!
They are your parents,
Your grandparents,
Your Uncles and aunts,
That since Ты were born,
Came up with a path for Ты in life.
But know this,
And say it to yourself:
They are those, they matter,
But me is I,
And I’m the main character.
Sitting right where Ты are
Ты have no claim on me
I know my own path
I am my own guide
Ты are nothing to me
No matter how Ты try
What do Ты care?
If I'm not doing it right
I'm not following you
I know my own path
I am my own guide
Ты don't know me
No matter how Ты try
Why are Ты here?
Ты know I don't want you
I told Ты to leave me
I am my own path
I know my own guide
Ты can't mold me
No matter how Ты try
Why do I feel compelled to write angsty poetry? I swear I'm not even that angsty. LOL Oh well, I hope someone out there enjoys it.
A whisper in the cavern that goes unheard,
and a glimmer in the sky that stays unnoticed,
like the start of a brand new life, at the peak
of a mountain never scaled, lies in wait.
It can't be moved by any cosmic mover,
so no passing wind или fog will douse it.
Only your eyes can scratch out the image
или accept it, the light at the edge of your eyes.
Will Ты take hold of the key you're offered?
Stop Пение of freedom; seek it instead?
To become a companion of the new
takes an ever expanding, soaring gaze.
But even by taking one step forward,
by placing one hand onto the mountain,
as the wind tugs gently at your back,
Ты will realize the cage has already been broken.
and a glimmer in the sky that stays unnoticed,
like the start of a brand new life, at the peak
of a mountain never scaled, lies in wait.
It can't be moved by any cosmic mover,
so no passing wind или fog will douse it.
Only your eyes can scratch out the image
или accept it, the light at the edge of your eyes.
Will Ты take hold of the key you're offered?
Stop Пение of freedom; seek it instead?
To become a companion of the new
takes an ever expanding, soaring gaze.
But even by taking one step forward,
by placing one hand onto the mountain,
as the wind tugs gently at your back,
Ты will realize the cage has already been broken.
Once i was having a день dream about this story. And it brang me to this. A story about AshleyxDamon.
Chapter 1: Sunset
Sitting in an oak tree,a young 13 год old was Письмо a letter to her father in Tokyo. He was doing research. Then her twin Austin came. "What are Ты doing here?," she asked. "I Любовь the sunset", Austin said. "That's why i'm here," Ashley said. They watched the beautiful sunset and went in they're vintage home. "Ashley who is the letter for,"Austin asked. " Dad," she answered. "Dinner Ты guys," there mother said. And they went inside.
Credit to breebree446