I heard a train and it made me think,
About dying in a way that’s kind of unique.
Just lay on the tracks, maybe take a sleep,
Eyes closed tight as the horn goes meep meep.
I think it would be fast and my emotions would hurt less,
However I think there’d be a hell of a mess..
Whatever.. Poetry..
Not suicidal just a quick thought.
Is he still in love with me?
His eyes say yes,
His action says yes,
Hie touch says yes,
Yet everything is tense
Am I still in love with him,
With all my heart,
With all my breathe,
With all my life,
Yet everything is tense
When will tension stop and our joy will shine through again. Time is being cruel and life is playing jokes.
When everything should be joy,
Why is it so hard, why is there tension at all?
If you asked anyone who knew me what object is me,
It’d easily be the computer you see,
On it I’ve met both my other halves.
A BFF and a spouse that are both must haves,
I have my fun and I have my work too,
It’s really great when i have nothing better to do.
I love my computer and my computer loves me
Now if I could just stop it from blinking c:\\
Robots have it easy.
They have no wills or wants.
No feelings or needs.
No worrying about being happy or sad.
No cravings of the body or heart.
No fears of death.
Robots have it easy.
The sky is filled with ashen clouds,
The ground is black and tarry,
I remember when the moon was in the sky,
It was bright and it was starry.
The sun is gone and my bodies weak,
I can barely stand on my own.
Maybe I’ll just lay here and give up,
Dying all alone.
The Darkness has fallen over my heart,
There’s nothing but blackness all around.
I want to give up and not fight anymore,
Fall lifeless to the ground.
Fuck depression
I am a good dog,
I love my mommy and dad,
Kiss, lick, lick, lick, kiss
What would I miss if I never saw you again?
Your animals, plants and all mammals but man.
I would miss your vast oceans, sparkling and blue,
Your ponds, bogs and lakes brimming with life too.
I would miss your forests and jungles and genus allium,
I’d miss your drinks made from fruit and the occasional valium.
I’d miss your natural music, thunder storms and the rain,
I’d miss the seasons, summer, fall, spring and even winter the pain.
I’d miss all your vibrancy, your smells and your colors so grand,
I’d keep asking myself why I left again and again.
If I went to Mars and I wasn’t alone,
I might have seriously just stayed the fuck home.
You should think with your heart,
Yet you think with your head.
You should be living a life,
Yet you walk around half dead.
We are what we make ourselves isn’t that right?
So why do we keep hiding ourselves from the light?
Being Positive is hard it’s true,
Yet we know our strengths and what we’ve been through.
You’re strong and empowered and funny and kind,
Anyone who doesn’t see it deserves to be left behind.
Look in the mirror and say I love you,
Your beauty is boundless and your heart is true.
Be Positive in each step that you take,
The feelings you grow will never be fake.
Positivity is power and power is truth,
Bring forth an emotional fountain of youth.
Your the best, your the tops, you’re your #1,
Thank goodness for that cause this poem is all done.
A Bipolars Writings 