This is a poem I wrote to express my feelings. My life may be harsh, but I try to stay positive, even if I have some anger held beneath my heart. Enjoy.
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The human сердце is a glass dome.
Some treat it with delicacy,
while others treat it with hatred.
Sometimes in in-between.
Protect that dome from shattering.
It is what brings Ты joy and happiness in your life.
It is the capsule in which Любовь from your family and Друзья fill it with.
Don't let any hatred destroy it.
Don't keep that glass dome open.
Otherwise, the people with malice in their hearts,
they'll drain Ты of your love, happiness, and joy.
Then, your glass dome will shatter.
Your spirits will be crushed.
Your mind will resort to suicide and depression.
You'll regret living on the planet known as Earth.
But that shouldn't stop you.
Continue with your life,
be as kind and caring as Ты can.
Even if people don't accept it and smother Ты will darkness,
let that capsule ricochet that darkness.
The human сердце is a glass dome.
Treat it with Любовь and delicacy.
Make sure others do, too.
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The human сердце is a glass dome.
Some treat it with delicacy,
while others treat it with hatred.
Sometimes in in-between.
Protect that dome from shattering.
It is what brings Ты joy and happiness in your life.
It is the capsule in which Любовь from your family and Друзья fill it with.
Don't let any hatred destroy it.
Don't keep that glass dome open.
Otherwise, the people with malice in their hearts,
they'll drain Ты of your love, happiness, and joy.
Then, your glass dome will shatter.
Your spirits will be crushed.
Your mind will resort to suicide and depression.
You'll regret living on the planet known as Earth.
But that shouldn't stop you.
Continue with your life,
be as kind and caring as Ты can.
Even if people don't accept it and smother Ты will darkness,
let that capsule ricochet that darkness.
The human сердце is a glass dome.
Treat it with Любовь and delicacy.
Make sure others do, too.
such a waste, my life whole life is a fake!...but im sure ive been a thorn inside of you...that's torn at Ты for years. but, sometimes i can taste how горький i've become...& its еще then i can bare. sometimes i pray for someone to blow me away. just make it quick, but let it burn...so i can feel the pain thats torn at me for years. i can't be held responsable, 'cause this is all so new to me. can i...leave my pain behind?
the sercomstances of one's birth are irrelavent. its what Ты DO with the gift of life, that determends who Ты are. the pain Ты feel...its normal. let it go.
Ты think?
yes. Ты need to forgive and forget.
i can't...
Ты can.
but i can't just do nothing...
it's not nothing!
i cant just...forget.
it's hard to forgive, and its hard to forget, but it's easy to do nothing...
you're right...
the sercomstances of one's birth are irrelavent. its what Ты DO with the gift of life, that determends who Ты are. the pain Ты feel...its normal. let it go.
Ты think?
yes. Ты need to forgive and forget.
i can't...
Ты can.
but i can't just do nothing...
it's not nothing!
i cant just...forget.
it's hard to forgive, and its hard to forget, but it's easy to do nothing...
you're right...
I do not own this. I did not write it, and I do not know the author. I just really like this and wanted to share it.
Who will Ты be
when faced with the end;
the end of a kingdom,
the end of good men.
Will Ты run?
Will Ты hide?
или will Ты hunt down evil
with a venomous pride?
Rise to the ashes,
rise to the winter sky,
rise to the calling,
make heard the battle cry.
Let it scream from the mountains
From the forest to the chapel.
Because death is a hungry mouth
and Ты are the apple.
So who will Ты be
when faced with the end?
When the vultures are circling
and the shadows descend.
Will Ты cower,
или will Ты fight?
Is your сердце made of glass?
или a pure snow white?
Who will Ты be
when faced with the end;
the end of a kingdom,
the end of good men.
Will Ты run?
Will Ты hide?
или will Ты hunt down evil
with a venomous pride?
Rise to the ashes,
rise to the winter sky,
rise to the calling,
make heard the battle cry.
Let it scream from the mountains
From the forest to the chapel.
Because death is a hungry mouth
and Ты are the apple.
So who will Ты be
when faced with the end?
When the vultures are circling
and the shadows descend.
Will Ты cower,
или will Ты fight?
Is your сердце made of glass?
или a pure snow white?
tell me why i miss you
why did i have feelings for you?
i wish i could answer these Вопросы on my own,
but i cant.
honestly, they only thing that i want right now is you.
i dont know why i still miss you,
i dont understand why i really want another chance
what i really dont get is why Ты wont let me Показать Ты that ive changed
back then i didnt know any better
after going on intercession, ive grown alot
in all honesty, yesterday really made me think about things
it opened my eyes, and changed the way i felt.
i didn't really know you,
i wanted to get away,
now, i realize i was wrong, and im sorry.
i hate that we dont talk anymore
i wish we still do.
i hope Ты read this,
and forgive me, so we can start over again.
Hi, my name is Hikaru.
What's yours :)
why did i have feelings for you?
i wish i could answer these Вопросы on my own,
but i cant.
honestly, they only thing that i want right now is you.
i dont know why i still miss you,
i dont understand why i really want another chance
what i really dont get is why Ты wont let me Показать Ты that ive changed
back then i didnt know any better
after going on intercession, ive grown alot
in all honesty, yesterday really made me think about things
it opened my eyes, and changed the way i felt.
i didn't really know you,
i wanted to get away,
now, i realize i was wrong, and im sorry.
i hate that we dont talk anymore
i wish we still do.
i hope Ты read this,
and forgive me, so we can start over again.
Hi, my name is Hikaru.
What's yours :)