Poems
Over time I have tried my hand at some writing.
Please feel free to tell me what you think
Nothing left to see
Where there once was a boy
born to be a man
now there is nothing
nothing left to see
where there once was hope
born to be a life stlye
now there is nothing
nothing left to see
There was once a pair of eyes
and in those eyes
there was the brightest of future
soon shadows came
and now
nothing but darkness
So in the game of life
the rules have been changed
and now there is nothing
nothing left to see
Un Titled
If I could give it all away
For just one more day,
and the way I use to feel
To get ride of the pain
and the need to explain
To have her here
and hold her dear.
If I could give it all away
For just one more day,
and the way I use to feel..
I'd keep it,
I'd Keep it all
Lost and Broken
Standing on a point,
about to fall.
If I go one way...
I become nothing,
I blend in with the crowed.
If I go the other...
I become my self,
But I stand alone.
So what am I to do,
pick a side and drop,
or stay perched,
but always swinging back and forth?
Sitting Awake
Sitting awake, thinking of life.
Sitting awake, wondering...
Wondering:
Why the ones I love;
Will never love me back.
Why the ones I trust;
End up hurting me the most.
Why my friends;
Are the first to laugh.
Why I put my self on the line;
When all I do is fall.
Why I keep getting up;
Just to fall agian.
Why I care;
When no one cares for me.
Sitting awake, thinking of life.
Sitting awake, thinking...
Thinking:
What is out there for me;
Anything but pain?
Every story has an endding;
What will mine be?
How much more do I give;
Before I quit?
Sitting awake, thinking of life.
Sitting awake, ...
.
.
.
ALONE
My Self
I know I shouldn't care. I know it shouldn't bother me. I know this isn't right. But no man is made of stone. No heart will never brake. I may be young, I may be old; I may be smart, I may be dumb; I may be pretty, I may be ugly... "But in the end, When push comes to shove", "When the chips are down", "When the last sun sets" None of thoses things matter... But right now in my life, they do. I am not the best at anything, and i probably never will be. I will never be adored by men, or loved by women. But, none of that should matter...
I have never done anything wrong, but be my self, and I will never be anything but...
Please feel free to tell me what you think
Nothing left to see
Where there once was a boy
born to be a man
now there is nothing
nothing left to see
where there once was hope
born to be a life stlye
now there is nothing
nothing left to see
There was once a pair of eyes
and in those eyes
there was the brightest of future
soon shadows came
and now
nothing but darkness
So in the game of life
the rules have been changed
and now there is nothing
nothing left to see
Un Titled
If I could give it all away
For just one more day,
and the way I use to feel
To get ride of the pain
and the need to explain
To have her here
and hold her dear.
If I could give it all away
For just one more day,
and the way I use to feel..
I'd keep it,
I'd Keep it all
Lost and Broken
Standing on a point,
about to fall.
If I go one way...
I become nothing,
I blend in with the crowed.
If I go the other...
I become my self,
But I stand alone.
So what am I to do,
pick a side and drop,
or stay perched,
but always swinging back and forth?
Sitting Awake
Sitting awake, thinking of life.
Sitting awake, wondering...
Wondering:
Why the ones I love;
Will never love me back.
Why the ones I trust;
End up hurting me the most.
Why my friends;
Are the first to laugh.
Why I put my self on the line;
When all I do is fall.
Why I keep getting up;
Just to fall agian.
Why I care;
When no one cares for me.
Sitting awake, thinking of life.
Sitting awake, thinking...
Thinking:
What is out there for me;
Anything but pain?
Every story has an endding;
What will mine be?
How much more do I give;
Before I quit?
Sitting awake, thinking of life.
Sitting awake, ...
.
.
.
ALONE
My Self
I know I shouldn't care. I know it shouldn't bother me. I know this isn't right. But no man is made of stone. No heart will never brake. I may be young, I may be old; I may be smart, I may be dumb; I may be pretty, I may be ugly... "But in the end, When push comes to shove", "When the chips are down", "When the last sun sets" None of thoses things matter... But right now in my life, they do. I am not the best at anything, and i probably never will be. I will never be adored by men, or loved by women. But, none of that should matter...
I have never done anything wrong, but be my self, and I will never be anything but...