Poetical Justice

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smiling and crying at the same time can sometimes be so refreshing. Thanks sug! I love getting to be THAT guy. 😉

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Ugh, you guuuys!!!

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Kidding, of course 😉

A Picture
I'm gonna draw a picture,
a picture with a twist

Instead I'll use a razor blade,
and draw it on my wrist

And as i draw this picture,
a flowing fountain will appear

And as this fountain flows,
My troubles will disappear

oh Ashley, That's so depressing 🙁

that's really really depressing Ashley. But it's a really well written poem! I love the rhyme scheme, and the message is deep.

It depends on which way you see it, it's only depressing if you assume the writer is actually going to do it. Think about it like this; many self harmers don't think about it, they simply do it. It's like a trance, but in writing a poem they show acknowledgement, and that's a step forward hug

See! Sy gets it! 😄

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for some reason....i'm glad i don't get it. ❌

No more poetry for Link....🙁

Hey Syren, I think I have a good idea. I just saw that the first artwork contest was being done. If you think it is a good idea and we can get judges or whatever ....we could have a poetry contest..umm tell me if you think this is a good idea or not ??

I think that's a great idea Krabs 🙂
I hope Sy agrees. That would be fun

Darkness-

I'm swimming all alone in a pool of darkness
and I feel like darkness is slowly pulling me under
I yell for help but no one is there to hear it
I begin to see the water at eye level
and I kick and flail
fighting to stay above the darkness
But the darkness won't let go of its hold on me
and I slowly begin to give in
to the feeling that lies below the water line
the waters starts to fill my lungs
the lungs that once held so much life
yet now they allow the murky water to replace that
I know that this path doesn't lead to happiness
But why doesn't someone grab my hand
pull me from darkness's grasp?
because no one knows I stand at the boundary
the boundary between light and dark
so I give in to the thing that holds me
All of the strength and all of the courage
that I once held in my heart
can't save me from the water
So I slowly slip below the world of conscientiousness
undetected by the occupants of that world
I don't want to fight anymore
I've given into darkness

One of my old favorites

Since nobody reads the poetry in the General Fiction Area, I'm posting something here. I know I can't measure up to you people, just don't ream me too badly if it really sucks. So this is something I did on a request, based on a song...

Megalomaniac (variation on the song by Incubus)

What motivation is it that drives you?
The need for power?
Or the knowledge that you'll never have it?
If I met you in a scissor fight
I'd cut off both your wings
So you could never leave the ground
Hey! Megalomaniac!
You're no Jesus! Yeah, you're no f*cking Elvis!
Open your eyes
And you'll see
That all of us are heaven sent
And there was never meant
To be only one
So step down!

That's pretty good! clap

That's really good Rev. and you too babes! 😊

Thanks sweetie 😊

War

I am in so much pain
I feel like my feelings are in vain
My family and friends count on me
I have just really hurt my knee
War is a terrible thing
Just think of all that we can bring
I don’t think they really know
I am just called plain old Mo

People say we forgive and forget
Just think of whom we’ve never met
I just want to know why?
Why people stumble on by
Oh my God this is real
I haven’t had one happy meal
Since our first day at war started
I have left my family parted

Thousands of people suddenly dead
Now I hate the colour red
Of all the horrible threats are given
Now I feel like I’m in Heaven
Wait a sec I’m still alive
Don’t ever think that I should skive
I should never think of the cause
Even if it means to pause

This life of mine is a good deed
Such one’s life to die of bleed
I feel my wings have broken your hands
I feel the words un-spoken in lands
I’m gonna pull you under this faint cloud of mine

rest of the war poem...

This was all I wanted, all my dreams have fallen behind
Don’t crawl around crying: ‘Somebody save me’
I’m the one to answer your tearful short plea?

I see the world has folded in your heart
I feel the waves crash down so hard
Please pull me under in exchange for my breaths
This is an item you wanted in this test
All your dreams will fall down strong
I will then always feel never wrong
Everyone has to go once in their lifetime
Do me a favour and never think life is a Mime

very good! clapping

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You guys are awesome!!

I love all the recent ones and it's given me the urge to write more of my own stuff, it's been a while 😬

So, without further ado;

Drastic Action

Time comes for change, it's never too late,
Unless you believe that you're left to fate.
Grasping the strength to move on and grow,
Is harder than staying and not letting go.

Smiling through tears at the ones that you leave,
Whilst hiding the fact that you're dying to breathe.
Keeping your chin up, focused and steady,
While nobody knows that you're nowhere near ready.

To give up familiar, comfortable things,
To drop from the tree whilst fumbling with wings.
Widening horizons and learning to fend,
Looking out for yourself after years of pretend.

But sometimes it's needed and right now is for me,
I remind myself daily that I'll soon be free.
Refreshing a prospect, but challenging too,
But I'm strong and determined that I'll make it through.

The best thing about it is not being alone,
I lost something before, but now he's back home.
We've formed a new bond and plans for our lives,
One more passing comment; The strongest survive.

I'm going to be gone for a long time in approximately two weeks, I probably won't be back until next year so this is kind of as much detail as everyone's getting at the moment. The only way I really know how to talk about difficult things is through verse. Sorry, I'll fill in the blanks when I know more 🙂 Like I said, sometimes drastic action is a necessity in order to start afresh.