They say if you die in your dreams,
Then you'll die in real life,
But if that were the truth,
I would die every night,
I am suicidal,
But not in my dreams,
There I am shot,
And killed by other means,
In an act of heroism,
I'd give my own life,
But even my dreams,
Can't stop all the strife,
I'm a coward in real life,
And one in my dreams,
Because all of that heroism,
Is not what it seems,
Its an opportunity to die,
Without doing a thing,
Just let myself die,
And the death bells ring,
I wouldn't kill myself,
Because it would hurt all I know,
But if someone else did it,
The hurt would have a place to go,
So I just stick to my dreams,
Others call
The world is not resting on my shoulders,
Yet the weight still pulls me down,
It still stops me from moving forward,
It’s not at all like taking two steps forward and one step back,
It’s like making any distance forward and ending back at the start,
Like I’m stuck in a circle of eternal fight,
Where pain and suffering are the only things I’m allowed to feel,
And no matter how strong I am,
Or how many times I give things up in hopes of ending up somewhere else,
I’m always right here,
Back at the start,
I don’t know how many times I’ve made it around this circle of life,
and I don’t know how many
If there was something I could do,
Or change,
I would go back in a heartbeat,
but this world is cruel,
There is no rewind,
There is no extra life,
All you can do is accept what the world has to offer,
and hope to god you won't fall,
because yes the world can offer riches,
love or prosperity,
But the world can also offer poverty,
hatred and chaos,
or if you are truly scared enough,
it will make you barren,
like it made me,
And I will not fall to what the world has given me,
instead,
I'll Just jump.
Listen to your heart it beats,
like all the others that it meets,
Searching for that someone,
Where two hearts beat as one,
The heart broken once,
and then broken twice,
Searching all to find the nice,
To find the one with a heart like yours,
The one who opens all those closed doors,
Who opens up your beating heart,
Who's heart craves yours when your apart,
Though the heart is locked,
There lies a key,
And endless possibility,
When their heart comes to you,
With a love far more true,
There's nothing else to do or say,
Just let your heart guide the way.
People always warn me that you have to live with choices you make,
That all the harm and pain is brought on by our own undoing,
Did I choose to be in a family of addicts, and manipulators,
Did I choose to be bullied and chastised because I was different,
Did I choose to be born with no mental stability,
No, I didn't choose,
But I did choose not to leave my toxic family behind to protect those I care about,
I did choose to give up my identity in a failed attempt to fit in,
And I did choose to not let my mental stability stop me from living my dreams,
We have to live with the choices that others made for us as much as the ones we make ourselves
Alas this world is breaking,
Beautiful as it may be,
We poison and we conquer,
And drain away our sea,
We leave non organic footprints,
In the sand once pure and clean,
And we only leave pain and sadness,
Wherever we have been,
We cut down our air for breathing,
And then fill it with disease,
Then worry why every year,
Illness fills the breeze,
When will this horror end,
When will we let the world just be,
When will we all just be thankful,
For our land and sea.
A deprivation,
Of pure necessity,
An Intoxication,
Of my clarity,
The high of this thing called life.
We live with distrust,
An anger so deep,
In our hearts we must,
Let our thoughts sleep,
For awake they just bring this world strife.
Our electric ran brains,
So thoroughly broken,
Just an itch remains,
Of words left unspoken,
An itch to let us know we are real.
So hard we fight,
With blood sweat and tears,
To find our own light,
Within darkened fears,
But humans just aren’t made of steel.
I was scrolling through tumblr last night,
It is a thing I tend to do,
But in a moment my world went topsy-turvy,
The moment I saw you,
Now I've seen you on my dash before,
But I guess it didn't click,
Not surprising if you remember,
My mind was never quick,
Either way it hit me like a hurricane,
Memories falling as hard as rain,
That merged with the newfound knowledge,
Of the woman you became,
I remember when we were weeaboos,
I remember playing tag in the halls,
I remember all the sleepovers,
Barricaded in bedroom walls,
Oh dear friend of mine,
I remember us as three,
How you, Tia, and I,
Were as inseparable as could be,
Fighting over thing
Sticks and stones,
May break my bones,
But those will heal and fade away,
What hurts the most,
Above all else,
Are the words you should never say,
The hate and humor,
Of the evilest kind,
Makes scars that can't be seen,
Scars of the heart,
and the mind,
Change all that we have been,
Words are a power,
That we use and abuse,
To hurt others we deem different from ourselves,
When to another,
Your just as different,
As the ones you've buried in earthly delves.
We hurt,
We hate,
and use our 'God Given Gift' for pain,
Until we can stop,
and treat others the way we should,
Unequal we will remain.
I'm thankful for the sun and moon,
and the weather hot or cold,
I'm thankful for the beautiful,
the nice, the strange, the bold,
I'm thankful for the freedom,
and for the voice that I may speak,
I'm thankful for the good willed and strong,
the protectors of the meek,
I'm thankful for my family,
I'm thankful for my friends,
I'm thankful there's always a chance,
That we can make amends,
I'm thankful for my happy days,
Even if they maybe short and long apart,
and I'm thankful that through all my pain,
I keep the strongest heart,
I'm thankful for many things,
More than words can say,
But most of all I'm thankful to be alive,
Each and everyday.
They say if you die in your dreams,
Then you'll die in real life,
But if that were the truth,
I would die every night,
I am suicidal,
But not in my dreams,
There I am shot,
And killed by other means,
In an act of heroism,
I'd give my own life,
But even my dreams,
Can't stop all the strife,
I'm a coward in real life,
And one in my dreams,
Because all of that heroism,
Is not what it seems,
Its an opportunity to die,
Without doing a thing,
Just let myself die,
And the death bells ring,
I wouldn't kill myself,
Because it would hurt all I know,
But if someone else did it,
The hurt would have a place to go,
So I just stick to my dreams,
Others call
The world is not resting on my shoulders,
Yet the weight still pulls me down,
It still stops me from moving forward,
It’s not at all like taking two steps forward and one step back,
It’s like making any distance forward and ending back at the start,
Like I’m stuck in a circle of eternal fight,
Where pain and suffering are the only things I’m allowed to feel,
And no matter how strong I am,
Or how many times I give things up in hopes of ending up somewhere else,
I’m always right here,
Back at the start,
I don’t know how many times I’ve made it around this circle of life,
and I don’t know how many
If there was something I could do,
Or change,
I would go back in a heartbeat,
but this world is cruel,
There is no rewind,
There is no extra life,
All you can do is accept what the world has to offer,
and hope to god you won't fall,
because yes the world can offer riches,
love or prosperity,
But the world can also offer poverty,
hatred and chaos,
or if you are truly scared enough,
it will make you barren,
like it made me,
And I will not fall to what the world has given me,
instead,
I'll Just jump.
Listen to your heart it beats,
like all the others that it meets,
Searching for that someone,
Where two hearts beat as one,
The heart broken once,
and then broken twice,
Searching all to find the nice,
To find the one with a heart like yours,
The one who opens all those closed doors,
Who opens up your beating heart,
Who's heart craves yours when your apart,
Though the heart is locked,
There lies a key,
And endless possibility,
When their heart comes to you,
With a love far more true,
There's nothing else to do or say,
Just let your heart guide the way.
People always warn me that you have to live with choices you make,
That all the harm and pain is brought on by our own undoing,
Did I choose to be in a family of addicts, and manipulators,
Did I choose to be bullied and chastised because I was different,
Did I choose to be born with no mental stability,
No, I didn't choose,
But I did choose not to leave my toxic family behind to protect those I care about,
I did choose to give up my identity in a failed attempt to fit in,
And I did choose to not let my mental stability stop me from living my dreams,
We have to live with the choices that others made for us as much as the ones we make ourselves
Alas this world is breaking,
Beautiful as it may be,
We poison and we conquer,
And drain away our sea,
We leave non organic footprints,
In the sand once pure and clean,
And we only leave pain and sadness,
Wherever we have been,
We cut down our air for breathing,
And then fill it with disease,
Then worry why every year,
Illness fills the breeze,
When will this horror end,
When will we let the world just be,
When will we all just be thankful,
For our land and sea.
A deprivation,
Of pure necessity,
An Intoxication,
Of my clarity,
The high of this thing called life.
We live with distrust,
An anger so deep,
In our hearts we must,
Let our thoughts sleep,
For awake they just bring this world strife.
Our electric ran brains,
So thoroughly broken,
Just an itch remains,
Of words left unspoken,
An itch to let us know we are real.
So hard we fight,
With blood sweat and tears,
To find our own light,
Within darkened fears,
But humans just aren’t made of steel.
I was scrolling through tumblr last night,
It is a thing I tend to do,
But in a moment my world went topsy-turvy,
The moment I saw you,
Now I've seen you on my dash before,
But I guess it didn't click,
Not surprising if you remember,
My mind was never quick,
Either way it hit me like a hurricane,
Memories falling as hard as rain,
That merged with the newfound knowledge,
Of the woman you became,
I remember when we were weeaboos,
I remember playing tag in the halls,
I remember all the sleepovers,
Barricaded in bedroom walls,
Oh dear friend of mine,
I remember us as three,
How you, Tia, and I,
Were as inseparable as could be,
Fighting over thing
Sticks and stones,
May break my bones,
But those will heal and fade away,
What hurts the most,
Above all else,
Are the words you should never say,
The hate and humor,
Of the evilest kind,
Makes scars that can't be seen,
Scars of the heart,
and the mind,
Change all that we have been,
Words are a power,
That we use and abuse,
To hurt others we deem different from ourselves,
When to another,
Your just as different,
As the ones you've buried in earthly delves.
We hurt,
We hate,
and use our 'God Given Gift' for pain,
Until we can stop,
and treat others the way we should,
Unequal we will remain.
I'm thankful for the sun and moon,
and the weather hot or cold,
I'm thankful for the beautiful,
the nice, the strange, the bold,
I'm thankful for the freedom,
and for the voice that I may speak,
I'm thankful for the good willed and strong,
the protectors of the meek,
I'm thankful for my family,
I'm thankful for my friends,
I'm thankful there's always a chance,
That we can make amends,
I'm thankful for my happy days,
Even if they maybe short and long apart,
and I'm thankful that through all my pain,
I keep the strongest heart,
I'm thankful for many things,
More than words can say,
But most of all I'm thankful to be alive,
Each and everyday.
I cant tell u where im going
But I can tell you where ive been
I had written out my death wish
When I was barely seventeen
All my friends around me
Were as happy as can be
Floating down the rivers,
I was swimming up the stream
Ive set aside my death wish
Since ive reached the age twenty
If it wasn’t for the music
Who knows just where id be
I guess it doesnt really matter
Just accept that I am here
My veins may still pulse with life
But im swimming in my fears
Everyone around me
Has made plans out of their life
They see everything in colors
But im stuck in black and white
Im thankful to be alive
And have my oppurtunities
But I just
I apologize that I haven't posted much as of late. A lot of family and money issues have come up as of late. In turn we no longer have internet, television, and on occasion food, at my house. I'm at my mom's right now, so I'm probably going to try and post some stuff while I am here. But, it is likely, that I will continue to be away for long periods of time until my living situation changes. I will however post stuff with every chance I get. I hope you all my bare with me until I can get things back to normal.
RULES:
1. You must post these rules.
2. Each person must post 11 things about themselves.
3. You must choose 11 people to tag. Put their icon on your journal!
4. Go to their page and tell him/her that you tagged them :3
5. No tag backs!
Okay here we go.
1. I have three brothers and three sisters, but none are completely blood related to me.
2. My favourite colour is purple.
3. I'm an Anglophile.
4. I have Borderline Personality Disorder, Severe Social Anxiety, and Depression.
5. I want to be an actress.
6. I try to write something everyday.
7. I'm always a little scared when I post my poetry, because they are a deep reflection of
So I'm just watching something on youtube while eating my mac and cheese dinner. (I know I'm such a gourmet) When I get a call from my cousin Tammy, apparently my other cousin Andrew who lives in England, is looking for someone to live with them for a year to watch their son chris, while his wife goes to school. She immediately thought of me, and told me to ask him about it. So I did, and so he told me what the offer was. My parents had to be cool with it, I would babysit Monday through Friday 9-5. All food, bills, travel, taking his son out, would be covered by him. He would pay for the flights for me to get there and get home, plus I'd be g