Not Strong Enough!

September 21, 2017 at 3:40 pm (Poetry)

Is this how it feels to be lost?
Is this how it feels to be alone?
What do they want?
Why is this now?
I am lost and confused.
I don’t care, but I care too much!
I don’t want to feel, but I feel everything!
I don’t want to be here, but I can’t leave!
I just want to be treated fairly.
But no-one sees me!
They just see someone who will do everything, whilst everyone does nothing.
I’m not strong enough to carry on!

Advertisements

Permalink Leave a Comment

Extreme – God isn’t Dead?

October 11, 2016 at 7:07 am (Poetry)

For some reason I have this going round in my head. I’ve not heard anything from Extreme in years, so this is strange.

God isn’t Dead? from 3 sides to Every Story

Ah look at all the lonely people, losing faith
In a world full of despair. No one who cares,
Wondering where God disappeared.

I see the pain in everybody’s faces, asking why
The God up in the sky didn’t say goodbye.
Please tell me God didn’t die.

Please tell me God isn’t dead.
Please tell me God isn’t dead.
Please tell me God isn’t
I wanna know if he’s
Please tell me God isn’t
Tell me God isn’t dead.

I wanna know

Read more: Extreme – God Isn’t Dead Lyrics | MetroLyrics

Permalink 3 Comments

How should I feel?

September 19, 2016 at 2:51 pm (Poetry)

How should I feel?
I want to be alone!
But then I want to be with people.
Should I actually be here?
No-one see me any way!
No-one sees the pain I feel!

Permalink Leave a Comment

What is wrong with me?

September 19, 2016 at 2:48 pm (Poetry)

What is wrong with me?
All I see is darkness all around.
I am lost and confused in a world full of pain.
My emotions have gathered and physically hurt.
I’m not sure of who I am meant to be!

Permalink Leave a Comment

A Pencil

December 7, 2015 at 4:51 pm (Poetry)

Pencil

This is a pencil
I am a pencil
I can write lots of things
including Underwater
and in Outer Space
I’m a clever little pencil
I am šŸ™‚

Permalink Leave a Comment

I was once…

September 17, 2015 at 1:36 pm (Poetry)

I was once like you are now!
New and shining and full of hope!
Be careful of who you trust, cause they’re all out for number one!
(Written Wednesday 16 September 2015)

Permalink Leave a Comment

Promises Under the Moon

June 13, 2015 at 10:47 am (Poetry)

Permalink Leave a Comment

A Solo Hobbyist

June 12, 2015 at 6:26 am (Poetry)

I think that this sounds like most of us. We are free to be ourselves, when no-one can see us!

RED GLADIOLA

A secret I found is that
I feel most like myself
when Iā€™m alone
but engaged.

View original post

Permalink Leave a Comment

Feeling

May 29, 2015 at 10:50 am (Poetry)

Feeling tired
Feeling unsure and nervous
Feeling lost and alone
Feeling not sure what I am
Its hard to explain this feeling inside
Its trying to escape and I’m not sure it should!

(Written Wednesday 20 May, 2015)

Permalink Leave a Comment

Poem for your Sprog

March 12, 2015 at 11:10 pm (Poetry)

A poem by /u/Poem_for_your_sprog

The sun goes down upon the Ankh,
And slowly, softly fades –
Across the Drum; the Royal Bank;
The River-Gate; the Shades.

A stony circle’s closed to elves;
And here, where lines are blurred,
Between the stacks of books on shelves,
A quiet ‘Ook’ is heard.

A copper steps the city-street
On paths he’s often passed;
The final march; the final beat;
The time to rest at last.

He gives his badge a final shine,
And sadly shakes his head –
While Granny lies beneath a sign
That says: ‘I aten’t dead.’

The Luggage shifts in sleep and dreams;
It’s now. The time’s at hand.
For where it’s always night, it seems,
A timer clears of sand.

And so it is that Death arrives,
When all the time has gone…
But dreams endure, and hope survives,
And Discworld carries on.

Permalink Leave a Comment

Next page »