Hi everyone i'm gona try writing some poetry in this topic, we'll see how it goes though.

Another lame poem:

Life is a mystery
A mystery without clues
you can look into a person's eyes and see her soul
But you can never really understand it
But what would life be without a mystery?
What would life be if everyone knew about tomorrow?
Would we make mistakes?
Would we learn?
Because it is through mistakes we learn
Would we cry and feel sad again?
Or laugh and be happy?
Or would we feel anger?
How would we be without feelings?
Without sorrow?
We would be shells
Shells without feelings
Shells made of flesh and blood
That would look like us
But the feelings would be blown away
Because what is a human without feelings?
What is a world without happiness or sadness or even hate or anger?
That's not a world
That's a hell

Taking a step
Outside the store
Hearing a scream,
Full of pain and fear
Trying not to panic
But my heart beats so fast,
My walking turns to running
And I hurry, before
Someone might die
But the further I get
I see nothing but blood
I see nothing,
And no one is screaming no more
My throat feels dry
And hurts like hell,
My face is wet
And smells like blood,
A thought hits me
''Maybe it was me,
Maybe it was I ,
Who screamed and no one else''
As the thought hits
It is too late
I'm already falling,
Dying, to the ground

Sailing
Out to sea
Millions of islands
Ever just to be
Tired of the city
Holding back tears
Inside I'm screaming
No one hears
Gaining knowledge

Amazingly fast
Loving the weather
Waves green as grass
Asking no one
Years pass by
Seeing everything

Happy I'm alive
Arriving at last
Pointing to where I've been
Pointing to where I'm going
Eeverything is a dream
Never going out again
Sailing to world's end

Forgetting who I am
Old I am now
Rarely awake

Always asleep

Rarely happy
Ever just the same
Asking for a boat
Sailing one last time
Out so far
Never back, staying at sea



This is a reeeeaaaallyyyyyyyy lame one.

I remember times when I would laugh
For no whatsoever reason
I remember times when I would cry
Just to get attention
But most I remember having no worries
Needing no worries, just living
I miss being a child when I what I did didn't matter
And what I did was nothing

I didn't need money 'cause my parents paid
I needed love which my parents gave
Unconditional love without whys
Brighter than the sun burning in the sky

Now my life is tainted by lies
And I have worries greater than the sky
I stress too much, but one thing remains
My parents love for me, all my days