You taught me how to tie my laces
And told me off when I made faces
You always managed to make me smile
And always went the extra mile
Even in summer the fire was lit
You never complained one little bit
A hard worker from the very beginning
You even put up with my singing
Towards the end you lost your hair
But still others did not even dare
To try and change your ways
Not even in your final days
Oh auntie how I miss you a lot
But know that you will never be forgot
I still know how to tie my laces
well that's what i believe anyway... by GeekScript, literature
Literature
well that's what i believe anyway...
You despise me, well
That's what I believe anyway
Yet I know deep down
You love me and always will
But I just can't understand.
I hardly know you even though
I've known you all my life
How is that so? We should talk more
Or maybe it should be less as
All we seem to do is argue
I'm sorry for what I've said
But it was all true
I know it's hard to hear
And I probably could have
Said it better but, hey...
I'm sorry and I know you're sorry too well,
That's what I believe anyway.
You taught me how to tie my laces
And told me off when I made faces
You always managed to make me smile
And always went the extra mile
Even in summer the fire was lit
You never complained one little bit
A hard worker from the very beginning
You even put up with my singing
Towards the end you lost your hair
But still others did not even dare
To try and change your ways
Not even in your final days
Oh auntie how I miss you a lot
But know that you will never be forgot
I still know how to tie my laces
well that's what i believe anyway... by GeekScript, literature
Literature
well that's what i believe anyway...
You despise me, well
That's what I believe anyway
Yet I know deep down
You love me and always will
But I just can't understand.
I hardly know you even though
I've known you all my life
How is that so? We should talk more
Or maybe it should be less as
All we seem to do is argue
I'm sorry for what I've said
But it was all true
I know it's hard to hear
And I probably could have
Said it better but, hey...
I'm sorry and I know you're sorry too well,
That's what I believe anyway.
Breathing tingles my tongue.
I just want to be loved.
Spine twitches and burns
As you whisper goodbye.
Returning in secret,
I know that you lied.
I'm torn between love and
The fire it brings but
With your wrists, pale as snow,
I'm cold. Tempted. And still unloved.
I slowly dip my toes
And test the flowing water,
Little did I know
My heart was up for slaughter.
Rushing in,
It coats my skin,
I feel the pressure on my chest.
A hug to take the life from me,
Now I know it's for the best.
Come through my mouth
And wash my soul
No one ever has to know.
A longing that I feel so strong,
A longing that should feel so wrong.
I'm leaving, I'm leaving
Because my heart's heaving,
You leave me pleading,
With your stare misleading.
You fill me with want.
You fill me with hate.
You'd rip out my heart
But you've already ate.
I don't want to live
But I can't bare to die.
Your beautiful face
There's pain in this sigh.
I'm leaving, I'm leaving.
I'm running whilst bleeding.
I'm crying and screaming
Because I'm daydreaming.
I know that I exist when
Our energies collide
And I breathlessly
Reach out to the
Stars above our eyes.
Curling in I feel myself
Grow larger in my skin.
Weeping, sighing,
Perfectly dying,
Accepting their calling in.
This could be the end
And I would never even know.
Blindly led by fear and love
To darkness. Heart rate slow.
Now I believe, oh I believe,
That I could live forever here.
I only live for breathless weeping.
Darkened death. I disappear.
My rage is like a red dead body
That's freshly killed by I.
O, the gargle of blood, their monstrous scream
Is a perfectly pitched goodbye.
So pale are you, my crumbling corpse,
How sick you make me feel.
I will never love you, twat.
My rage is all that's real.
My rage is all that's real, my dear
And I'll let you rot, my only one
O, I will love the smell, my dear
When that decomposed body is done.
And rot in hell, you arrogant prick.
I hope the Devil's sweet.
I will come again, you massive dick
But only for your meat.
Sometimes I think of you and smile
Thinking that I could be your friend
I have been waiting such a long while
I'm afraid that my day-dream will end
Sometimes a heart just will not mend
The question is is it worth the chance
To take the risks around the bend
And hope for one last slow dance
Never Forget How Things Used To Be. by Billm2n, literature
Literature
Never Forget How Things Used To Be.
I should simply just forget about you,
You've changed I hate to say it,
You're not who I thought you were,
What happened to the person who would care when I left,
The person who would appreciate the love I give,
I threw away everything just to have you back,
Now it is love that I lack,
My heart is in pain I can't think,
I should just delete every poem I have ever wrote for you,
Go back to the one that loved me for me,
They always treated me right but I had to ruin it,
Like everything else I had it all and blew it,
Now I am in a prison of my own creation,
Stuck in a never ending cycle of disapointment,
You are not the person I lo
Well it's been a busy and stressful two months but here we are! it's a;most the beginning of march and for everyone else at my school, that only means one thing: Formal!
through the stresses of Christmas and exams, we've also had to content with the stress of formal... will someone ask us?, should we ask someone?, what will i wear?, how should i do my hair? just the usual stresses!
but throughout this stressful time i've still managed to fit getting some art done and writing a few poems! but hey! who knows maybe this time next month, you'll be looking (or well reading about ) the next big artist or maybe i'll just get famous my making a vid
wow havent wrote one of these in awhile so thought i'd update it!
At the minute i think im going to focus on my photography rather than my poetry. T
here is just something so amazing about this time of year when the weather is unpredictable and the sky so clear!
This new school year has started out as a challange and with so much ahead of me its quite daunting!!
My photography and my art is a way of escape from the pressures of school and the extreme pressure i am under this year!!
I really love deviantart as it means that my art can get to such a wider audience and to people who share my views!
So hopefully i'll be able to upload more
i think that deviantart is such a great idea!! i mean soo many people can now view artwork and read poems and storys that, without deviantart would just of remained with the author/artist! how awesome is it that i can write a poem, post it on here and get genuine feedback from some random person who i will probably never meet who lives half-way round the world from me!!