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Waiting
Oct 4, 2006 19:58:43 GMT -5
Post by "Seasle" on Oct 4, 2006 19:58:43 GMT -5
I am waiting, just waiting
for something? I don't know
My life is nothing, and I am waiting.
I have seen so many things,
good and bad, and strange
but it wasn't right,
because it wasn't my life.
They are not my memories,
because I have none.
I just wait, for something,
something that will make me someone.
Even if it's bad, or crazy
I will still stand here, waiting.
Rain falls down on me
it makes me think of tears.
I have never cried,
because I have nothing to cry about.
It is better to have something,
no matter what it is,
than to have nothing, like me.
Happiness, sorrow, life, death,
and many fears are in this world,
but I have none, I have nothing.
So I am here waiting,
waiting for fate to find a destiny for me.
And I will stay here, and accept whatever I become,
because it is better than waiting.
And because I would like to know how to cry.
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Waiting
Oct 5, 2006 19:43:11 GMT -5
Post by SoN oF a BiScUiT! on Oct 5, 2006 19:43:11 GMT -5
that's amazing seasle!! You could publish!
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Waiting
Oct 6, 2006 16:08:48 GMT -5
Post by "Seasle" on Oct 6, 2006 16:08:48 GMT -5
Thanks!! I have other poems, I'll put them up here too, a little later
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Waiting
Oct 6, 2006 19:53:55 GMT -5
Post by *Zorro, The Masked Avenger!* on Oct 6, 2006 19:53:55 GMT -5
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Waiting
Oct 6, 2006 22:50:02 GMT -5
Post by "Seasle" on Oct 6, 2006 22:50:02 GMT -5
What about this one? It's kinda happier, but also kind of strange.... There’s little girl standing in the shadows.
She seems to be shy.
She’s like me.
But maybe she doesn’t ask why.
Sometimes, I’m not me.
I think it’s called a double personality.
But I know,
That it’s just my shadow.
I can see a child,
Yelling at someone.
It reminds me,
Of how my shadow can be.
Sometimes, I’m not me.
I think it’s called a double personality.
But I know,
That it’s just my shadow.
When my eyes grow angry,
Everyone is afraid of me.
You see, they all know,
The truth about me.
I wish I knew how it started,
But I can’t seem to remember,
Why, how, or when,
My shadow caught up with me.
Sometimes, I’m not me.
I think it’s called a double personality.
But I know,
That it’s just my shadow.
It’s my Shadow.
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Waiting
Oct 10, 2006 17:08:30 GMT -5
Post by SoN oF a BiScUiT! on Oct 10, 2006 17:08:30 GMT -5
that's sad Na Na. Oh, that one's really nice to seasle!
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Waiting
Oct 10, 2006 19:01:51 GMT -5
Post by *Zorro, The Masked Avenger!* on Oct 10, 2006 19:01:51 GMT -5
Yeah, it's really nice.
Spotty, must I convince you not to use that nickname, just like I convinced you not to use Koala? Because I do have something to make you stop and I'm not afraid to use it! *brandishes ________ (blank)*
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Waiting
Oct 15, 2006 7:05:18 GMT -5
Post by ~Nip the potato Chip~ on Oct 15, 2006 7:05:18 GMT -5
Wow, Seasle, That's really good!
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Waiting
Oct 15, 2006 10:04:20 GMT -5
Post by "Seasle" on Oct 15, 2006 10:04:20 GMT -5
Thanks. I enjoy writing peoms in my spare time...I like this one too, it's about me this time, at my school No one cares if life is unfair
as long as it works for them.
A group of girls chatter
but when I walk by, they whisper.
The sun shines brightly
even though I'm never happy.
If I walk down the hall
others clear a path, of sadness
When others lose anything
I smile in their[glow=red,2,300]sorrow[/glow]
Is it wrong to hate the world?
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Waiting
Nov 8, 2006 19:54:46 GMT -5
Post by SoN oF a BiScUiT! on Nov 8, 2006 19:54:46 GMT -5
OMG!!! SEASLE YOU ARE AWESOME!!!!!! watcha gonna do mariana, wave Wings at me?
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Post by ~Nip the potato Chip~ on Jan 5, 2007 9:03:59 GMT -5
Seasle! : O That is so good!!
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Waiting
Jan 17, 2007 15:55:02 GMT -5
Post by "Seasle" on Jan 17, 2007 15:55:02 GMT -5
I have a longer version. I'll put it up. And you know what? It ryhmes!! As I walk through the hallways, the whispers follow me, They’re talking about something I can’t see. Maybe I’m wrong, maybe I’m right, But I’ll remember the whispers at night.
When I’m there they smile and laugh, But I know what they’re holding back. I just can’t seem the understand this game, Still, I want to be the same.
Used to be innocent, used to smile for real. Now it’s something I force myself to feel. I would like to make every choice of mine, and I’d like to be free, But that’s something that won’t happen with me.
I wonder if everything’s an illusion of mine. I want it to be, more than half of the time. I know I’m not special, but I like to pretend, That adventure is money I can spend.
You always get this feeling when you’re about to fall. And now I know I’m not nice after all. I wish the world was fair, but it can’t be. Now wishing is just a waste of time for me.
I’m an outcast now, and I feel broken and empty. I don’t have to fit in, I can be me. Because of this, I won’t have any friends. But doesn’t everyone pay a price in the end?
I guess this will help me later, But right now I’m fading. I know the meaning of the word sorrow, And I wonder, is it wrong to hate the world?
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Waiting
Jan 17, 2007 17:58:46 GMT -5
Post by SoN oF a BiScUiT! on Jan 17, 2007 17:58:46 GMT -5
oh my godddd!!! That's SAD but nice at the same time. You need to find a publisher!
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Waiting
Jan 19, 2007 16:13:09 GMT -5
Post by "Seasle" on Jan 19, 2007 16:13:09 GMT -5
I am putting it in a compitition, but I don't think it'll win anything. Here's another one that I feel like posting.... I’m on my own. No one is going to save me. And I feel like me. Because nobody would want to save me.
I’m not a child anymore. And I never will be. Because I lost that innocence, That used to be in me.
I’m alone now, Without anybody, But I don’t care, Because everyone hated me.
I’m not a child anymore. And I never will be. Because I lost that innocence, That used to be in me.
I’ve never had a friend, And I’m wondering why again. I just don’t see, Why they hated me.
I never cried, I learned not to, Because it confused them every day And made them run away.
I’m not a child anymore. And I never will be. Because I lost that innocence, That used to be in me.
I’m not a child. I'll give you a free poem about yourself if you can figure out what I based this, and the ones that come after it on.
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Waiting
Jan 19, 2007 16:15:03 GMT -5
Post by SoN oF a BiScUiT! on Jan 19, 2007 16:15:03 GMT -5
omg, all this poetry is making me want to post some of my own works
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