hippyperson1214

a mystical illusion it is. fiction can not describe. unreal is this. i touch and it trembles. i smell and nothing. i talk and it listens. understanding it is futile. what could this be? i taste and its magical. i observe and its everywhere. it follows me where ever i go. i shall name this friend water.

The cold, black abyss                                          I grow towards the compels us all,                                                brightness                                                               which encourages us all,                                  Forever alone, To sink us to the                                              to rise us to the top, bottom,                                  but never complete, From which we                                                  from which we can cannot escape,                                                  be free,                                  always hand

my dreams defy you, my thoughts deny you, my heart detests you, my actions distress you, you look at me, i can see the hurt in your eyes, you know... and im afraid i never ment for this to happen. you can see, when im looking at you, im looking past you. i cant help this, all i feel is guilt. when im with you, im wishing i was with him, you wonder why i cant sleep, i wonder why you cant see. could it be? that i've made a horrible mistake i wish i could just awake

across the sand i walk, the sun barely risen, the smell of the salty ocean in the warm, humid air. the blue ocean waves crash along the shore, alone i sit on the warm sand, moon still risen in the now paling night. i look above at the sky, i wonder what i could have done, to deserve immense despair in such a peaceful place

how many colors are there in a rainbow? though i know, i'm living in the forgotten colors, the lost, the ones that couldn't make it into the rainbow in time. black, white, and gray what else can i say? somehow i've forgotten there were other colors, as the rainbow forgot these, red, orange, and yellow the colors of anger, fire, and passion. colors of a sunset, colors of a wonderful summer. green, blue, and indigo, the colors of nature, sadness, and intreagment. colors of the morning sky, colors of the grass. violet the color that feels like it has no purpose, it is the color of beauty, the color of elegance. and t

my tears are as colorful as a rainbow, trillions of tears shed for former loves, and future heartbreaks. a trillion more shed for a father i wish i knew better, and a mother i love dearly, millions of tears shed for friendships that never lasted, and betrayals marked as scars on my wrists, another million tears shed for the horrible things said to me, and the things said when my back is turned away, a thousand tears shed for having no self-esteem, and being stomped on, and zero tears shed for the rest of my life, i ran out of them long ago...

some days the world seems full of colors, the next its as gray as the storm clouds i seem to live under. sadly so, i cant fix whats been broken for so long, nor can i just replace it. the broken heart is only replaced by the despair that love brings with it, its beautifully, ugly cousin

what happened to me? where oh where did the free spirited, loving, earth loving girl go? i use to love the world, i loved having fun, it followed me everywhere. i had dreams, i had a plan, now im going nowhere. i arose with the sun and stayed up tell dawn. the sky wasnt the limit for me and i was so happy. now im stuck 6 feet under trying to dig my way out with no light. i use to float above the clouds. i wanted to do something with my life and now im trapped in a metal cage with no windows. im a butterfly free sprited butterly with my wings clipped off... goodbye free world, hello cage

My first year of high school. The first day was okay, the second day i cried, and the third day i didnt even bother going... high school is hell. Lets explain, i thought i had friends and my second day of high school proved that theory wrong. I went to the right classes but at the wrong times, i didnt know intell lunch came around. I walked into the cafeteria, there were so many people, i didn't know what to do. I just stood there looking for someone i knew... I saw my best friend stephy across the cafeteria. i went i went over to talk to him about my schedule. when i got there i asked how to know which class i had next. Trever, a sophmore, t

days go by as fast as seconds, weeks go by as fast as minutes, months go by as fast as hours, and years go by as fast as days. the world keeps moving forward as i keep staying in place. i see the world go by me like seconds in a minute. i cant seem to keep moving with the rest of time. this world is resiliant and i am but 1 in 6 billion people on this earth, can one person make a difference in such a big world thats time goes by in seconds? this world may have 6 billion people in it and i am only 1 of them, its time may go by in seconds but every second counts, this world may be resiliant but i am brave. i will make every second count, and i