I know you've felt left behind
Part of the background
And rarely noticed
That's how I feel everyday
I don't know who I am
I don't know where to belong
I've tried few groups of friends
But I always just sit there
Never speaking what I feel
With this screen I have courage
That they don't know me
And they will never be close
I'm afraid of the day I'm found
I'm so used to being alone
I don't know how to be together
But I try to live each day
Making art and bringing smiles
While the smile on my face is fake
And at the same time
I want to be found and loved
To be able to speak my mind
I don't care anymore
The cold can kill me
It might just compensate
For all my mistakes
I'm just an error
A line in a picture of swirls
That "thing" you regret
That makes you upset
My past has marked me
A deep red in my "heart of gold"
It doesn't make sense
That i'm worth only cents
Misplaced in my mind
I'm lost in my insanity
It drives me crazy
Then world goes all hazy
I can't remember why
I was made to suffer
All this pain
Was it just a game
I just want it to end
These days of agony
It goes by so fast
Yet seems to last
I'd love to be found
But that's a faraway dream
I want to love and to hold
But they only see me as fool's gold
I can
I wrote this essay for my English class and i felt like posting it
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Prompt: “Call it a clan, call it a network, call it a tribe, call it a family: whatever you call it, whoever you are, you need one” –Jane Howard
Think about the idea that everyone needs a support system.
Write an essay explaining the value and lessons a support system offers.
ACTUA
Every time I looked in that mirror I would turn, hating the dark figure i saw reflected in it. I'm not exactly sure why it was so dark and ominous, but it just was. It scared me and ashamed me. I felt like that's what it was portraying me to be. But it wasn't... I figured it out later on...
The mirror was in the "secret" room I wasn't allowed to go in. It wasn't well guarded and it was right next to my room in the tree next to it. What a shame for my parents. I would always sneak in there. I stopped going after a while just because of the pure fact the mirror was right there, standing post at the door.
One night, I decided to go i
"Looking into the mirror
A blank canvas can be seen
one which angers and saddens me
For what can be seen in the depths
Is an image of myself...
So empty, and hollow it would almost break
Closing my eyes and I look away
From a mirror that shows the truth
My eyes well up and overflow
For this image is the truth of me
But on a closer look has a purpose
One which may seem far away...
My life, is to find this purpose
And to share it with others
For now, it is far away in the distance"
~ EarthWolf101
I know you've felt left behind
Part of the background
And rarely noticed
That's how I feel everyday
I don't know who I am
I don't know where to belong
I've tried few groups of friends
But I always just sit there
Never speaking what I feel
With this screen I have courage
That they don't know me
And they will never be close
I'm afraid of the day I'm found
I'm so used to being alone
I don't know how to be together
But I try to live each day
Making art and bringing smiles
While the smile on my face is fake
And at the same time
I want to be found and loved
To be able to speak my mind
I don't care anymore
The cold can kill me
It might just compensate
For all my mistakes
I'm just an error
A line in a picture of swirls
That "thing" you regret
That makes you upset
My past has marked me
A deep red in my "heart of gold"
It doesn't make sense
That i'm worth only cents
Misplaced in my mind
I'm lost in my insanity
It drives me crazy
Then world goes all hazy
I can't remember why
I was made to suffer
All this pain
Was it just a game
I just want it to end
These days of agony
It goes by so fast
Yet seems to last
I'd love to be found
But that's a faraway dream
I want to love and to hold
But they only see me as fool's gold
I can
I wrote this essay for my English class and i felt like posting it
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Prompt: “Call it a clan, call it a network, call it a tribe, call it a family: whatever you call it, whoever you are, you need one” –Jane Howard
Think about the idea that everyone needs a support system.
Write an essay explaining the value and lessons a support system offers.
ACTUA
Every time I looked in that mirror I would turn, hating the dark figure i saw reflected in it. I'm not exactly sure why it was so dark and ominous, but it just was. It scared me and ashamed me. I felt like that's what it was portraying me to be. But it wasn't... I figured it out later on...
The mirror was in the "secret" room I wasn't allowed to go in. It wasn't well guarded and it was right next to my room in the tree next to it. What a shame for my parents. I would always sneak in there. I stopped going after a while just because of the pure fact the mirror was right there, standing post at the door.
One night, I decided to go i
"Looking into the mirror
A blank canvas can be seen
one which angers and saddens me
For what can be seen in the depths
Is an image of myself...
So empty, and hollow it would almost break
Closing my eyes and I look away
From a mirror that shows the truth
My eyes well up and overflow
For this image is the truth of me
But on a closer look has a purpose
One which may seem far away...
My life, is to find this purpose
And to share it with others
For now, it is far away in the distance"
~ EarthWolf101
Today, I am a person.
I am stronger than I have been,
I am stronger than I was yesterday.
Yesterday, I was a person.
I was weaker than I am now,
I was weaker but not weak.
Today, I am tearless.
But as was yesterday,
I am not fearless.
Yesterday, I had cried.
But as of today,
I can say I've tried.
Today, I am human.
I fall and break myself,
Only to do it again.
Yesterday, I was human.
I fell and broke myself,
For another time over.
Today, I stood up.
And my feet now stand,
On faulty but solid ground.
Yesterday, I climbed.
My mind had followed,
As words were my ladder.
Today, I am prepared.
Soon, I'll likely miss a step,
And fall
Blind. With. Love. by xSilverSpiritWolfx, literature
Literature
Blind. With. Love.
Are blind to the
point that you can't see
me?
Are you blind to the
point that you can't see
my love for you?
Are you blind to the
point you can't see
God?
Are you blind to the
point you can't see
I care for you?
I want you to
see me.
I want you to
see I love you.
I want you to
see God.
I want you to
see I care
for you.
now and forever...
I will stand next
to you...
I will be that
one that says
"I do."
I will be the
one that will
fight with you.
I want you to
know i'm here..
I want you to
know I love
you.
I want you to
know God is
with you.
I want you to
know I...
C
a
r
e
About you...
Now and forever.
I love to draw nature or animals the most. I also write poems every now and them when I have any scrap of inspiration (which is rare) One of my best friends also has a deviantart! <DiamondfurtheAwesome>
Favourite Visual Artist
Tara Gamel
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Skillet
Favourite Books
Wolves of the Beyond -series-; The Ranger's Apprentice -series-
Taken from !FainedFreckledFreak (https://www.deviantart.com/fainedfreckledfreak)
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So, me and my friend were trying to plan a sleepover and we had four days that may have worked. Friday, Saturday, Monday, or Tuesday. We canceled Saturday because we both have ceramics class on Saturday. My dad then said Monday would be best because it was after we went to see family. Then you need to read our conversation after we ruled out Saturday.
My friend Me
Wait not tomorrow? CX im confused
Nope not tomorrow
Oh ok
I understand now lol
I gotz stuff on Saturday so Friday would be a bad
idea
Ya
Be
It finally caught up
My dread and sorrow
It does not help
That you left me
Everything reminds me
Of our past life
Tears help me sleep
And days grows longer
My heart grows heavy
I never said goodbye
Or gave you time
So I'm sorry
Please rest well my friend
Thanks, it's just that most of my poems are just random! So they aren't very "professional" like yours. In others words, they are the result of my friends and my boredom. So best not to dig them up again.