Mercy 30 Report post Posted June 21, 2015 (edited) Can't stay afloat I'm just Skipping stones An echo on the water I'm letting go Surrender to the bottom Another rising tide Another storm to fight Come and take me I'm just a skipping stone Is this just a wicked game? Will it wash with the next rain? Can't give in I can't give up I'm trying hard it's not enough Throw myself to the unknown Edited June 21, 2015 by Mercy Cortez Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Qdeathstar 1763 Report post Posted June 22, 2015 Charleston, Et Al. Somber silence is bombarded by screams of pain. "How could it happen?" Really? Is it that time again? Every night a new reason to hate live streaming entertainment serving answers two seconds too late. My eyes are sliced by someone else's pain. The rage suffocating and surrounding pretenses of peace serves to segregate brothers left crumbling in the crease of systems which subjugate compromise into something for sell, while politicians move toward the center of nothing creating new circles of hell. My heart is pierced by bullets fired into peace. 2 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Pump Action Pimp 22 Report post Posted June 22, 2015 (edited) I will greet this day with love in my heart. And how will I do this? Henceforth will I look on all things with love and I will be born again. I will love the sun for it warms my bones; yet I will love the rain for it cleanses my spirit. I will love the light for it shows me the way; yet I will love the darkness for it shows me the stars. I will welcome happiness for it enlarges my heart; yet I will endure sadness for it opens my soul. I will acknowledge rewards for they are my due; yet I will welcome obstacles for they are my challenge. Edited June 22, 2015 by Pump Action Pimp Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Graffitigirl 161 Report post Posted June 23, 2015 I went to heaven but couldnt get in, For what i have done I said please take me. They said youre crazy You had too much fun Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Ginginho 1613 Report post Posted June 23, 2015 I'm a liar and a cheat and a coward, but I will never, ever, let a friend down. Unless, of course, not letting them down requires honesty, fair play or bravery.... Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
gtagrl 4317 Report post Posted August 15, 2015 Anni, amori e bicchieri di vino, nun se contano mai. Years, lovers and glasses of wine; these things must not be counted. -Anthony Capella, The Food of Love Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Qdeathstar 1763 Report post Posted September 1, 2015 You've turned into a soulless crooked wretch. Who knew that loving you was such a chore 'cause now I think you need a shank, here catch! The path ahead is cumbersome and sore. I took my time to find terrible truth . I lost the light chasing torrential rain, I found no hope in lessons learned in youth, I've spent my moments alone buried in chain. My pain is built in memories of you, a ghost suffered in trust was burned to hell. was what we shared ever faithful and true? who cares, fuck you, I can't pretend to tell. I'd point to costs of karmas bought as why, Remorse was faked the day after you died. 2 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Indy 350 Report post Posted September 1, 2015 "Tell me who admires and loves you, and I will tell you who you are." - Antoine de Saint-Exupéry 1 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Qdeathstar 1763 Report post Posted September 3, 2015 “We cross our bridges when we come to them and burn them behind us, with nothing to show for our progress except a memory of the smell of smoke, and a presumption that once our eyes watered.” Tom Stoppard Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Qdeathstar 1763 Report post Posted October 24, 2015 Sometimes Sometimes when the leaves turn, the air cools, the sun fades, summer's storm surrenders to shivered drizzle... Sometimes I feel. Three drinks in and feeling numb somewhere lost between happy-- or maybe just dumb. The radio offers more emotion than I can take; sometimes tomorrow really is too long. Sometime we'll feel the urge to live buried deep below the urge to hide. Some times. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Qdeathstar 1763 Report post Posted December 3, 2015 Mommy, I didn't mean to cry Boom. There's banging outside, Because I cried, I cried! Shriek. There's screaming outside, Oh! how they died, they died! Crack. There's madmen outside, can we hide, mommy hide! Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Qdeathstar 1763 Report post Posted December 14, 2015 On Falling In Unending verdant fields and the twinkle of fireflies spiral in orbit around a country cottage reflecting the sun's rich amber on cedar siding at dusk just before the atrophy of summer's afterglow. Nebulae of green surround the silhouette created by a rural cabin's eclipse of the fading sun drifting below summer's horizon. Earthen tones accrete around unnatural shape then collapse into perpetual darkness. Light meets darkness as form softens. A Light and a Dark. Darkness | light. singularity Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Mercy 30 Report post Posted January 24, 2016 (edited) It can be scary to find out you’ve been wrong about something but we can’t be afraid to change our minds, to accept that things are different, that they’ll never be the same, for better or for worse. We have to be willing to give up what we used to believe. The more we’re willing to accept what is and not what we thought, we’ll find ourselves exactly where we belong. - Greys Anatomy Edited January 25, 2016 by Mercy Cortez Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Mercy 30 Report post Posted January 25, 2016 The sun does not abandon the moon to darkness. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Qdeathstar 1763 Report post Posted January 26, 2016 Futility The drips tick and tap my windshield as obedient wipers erase all impact of rain drops' final self expression streaming down glass ending in amorphous puddles. Why should rain wage battles against gravity, rising in a cloud to glimpse the Sun only to crash back to murk? Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Mercy 30 Report post Posted January 26, 2016 “I think cruelty is just loneliness disguised as bitterness.” ― Tom Hiddleston “A best friend is the only one that walks into your life when the world has walked out.” ― Shannon L. Alder Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Qdeathstar 1763 Report post Posted February 23, 2016 The only difference between science and screwing around is writing it down. Adam Savage Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Qdeathstar 1763 Report post Posted March 14, 2016 Savings Time Going solo while the Internet is awake 1:55am Beating times a little late. Clicking streaming cunt till my load was blew. oh my, how time flew. I can't believe it's 3:22! 1 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Qdeathstar 1763 Report post Posted April 4, 2016 The Men On Trains A sweaty invisible man drifts toward the roar of subway trains. Perspiration rolls down his face, or tears, perhaps. Finally he has purpose. يا إلهي ، خذنيA cold stern man sits uncomfortablyin the stench of humanity. His blank stare is diverted to a crazed migrant yelling what he will not understand. Finally he feels unrelenting warmth. Oh god, save me. 1 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Nicole3992 1 Report post Posted April 14, 2016 "There is no exquisite beauty... without some strangeness in the proportion" - Edgar Allen Poe 1 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Qdeathstar 1763 Report post Posted April 18, 2016 Dom Rubber wrapped round like scarlet letters intense, in shame. I'm constricted-- restricted by your breath. Pull it tighter. Me in tighter. Slide against my garden's grooves-- pluck my weeds and wet me till my dangling fruit explodes with passion's nectar. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Qdeathstar 1763 Report post Posted May 15, 2016 Jump I'm not sad ok. I'm egg yolk swirling disgusting. Shapeless. I'm your brain on drugs. over-cooked, undone. A pre-birth stew of life cracked and scrambled aborted and ate. I'm hopes shadow. look up. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Qdeathstar 1763 Report post Posted May 18, 2016 Professing hate makes you a bigot. Acting out your hate makes you a martyr. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Qdeathstar 1763 Report post Posted May 21, 2016 On the benefits of becoming a fish Yesterday my car broke down. It was working fine, I guess it just gave up. The door whined as I threw it open. Maybe it knew the End was near. I looked around for some sense of direction. The breeze hit me. Cold; changing like the end of a season, freezing. I headed westward with purpose but not reason. I had come upon a cross- walk and the light was blinking red. I had time to think, and then I saw advertisements for wants I cannot recall. As brakes squealed to a slow stop I could hear the mumbles of a drunk homeless man stuttering "eye of the tiger" and so I said "Aenema is coming, learn to swim." Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
