Vent

In this world were living in
It seems so cruel
To be in
If you look at it from a distance
Many things you will see
But often times you will see the sadness
Thats cuts you like a knife
Things are forever changing
They cant be stopped
No matter how hard we try
To hang on
Eventually
It changes
With a blink of an eye
Nothings the same
If we cry
Whos to say
That there would be someone there
To wipe them away
And help you to your feet
When stumble across the ground
You see the person you want to be
Standing right in front of you
But know its only a ghost of the dream you once had
Disappearing to the unknown lands
We look back on the past and wish it was today
We cling tightly to these memories
For they once held so many bright dreams
But that all changed
You changed
And it seems to be a cruel reality
When you stare into the looking glass.

I hate these sorrows That

I hate these sorrows
That cloud my mind
They wont leave
What did I do to deserve
Such a life as this
What sin did I commit
For me to be condemed
Please tell
Tell
And put my mind at ease
If you please
I must know what it was that I did
To deserve
These things

My words are pointless My

My words are pointless
My opinions are never needed
My thoughts well;;;
They never give those a second glance
Im in this house
With a mother and a father
But one could not guess
How distance this family
Really is
Would it disappoint my readers to say
I dont live a normal life
But then again
What would you consider normal
Ill leave that for you to decide
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Your poems are still

Your poems are still beautiful, even though sad. )=
*hug*

Thank you Spyrre

Thank you Spyrre