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I've asked this question a million times before But here I am again asking it a million times more Why am I not allowed to be happy in life Why is it always hard times and strife Have I done something to deserve all of this Did I anger somebody enough to throw me into this abyss If I apologize will it make a difference Or will nothing change but the appearance Occasionally, things appear to be fine When I look closer I see the decline My life's problems getting steeper Onto Pain Lane my heart goes deeper Take a left onto Selfish Drive Immediate right and Drug Central I'll arive I always find myself here for some reason Could it be because He has commited treason I thought He was supposed to be nice Not have a heart made of pure ice I know He's gotta be laughing up there Lightening strikes when I say my prayer It's gotta be a sign He don't like me Pretty easy for anybody to see I've always been told He's easy to talk to But when I try I swear I hear "Fuck you" |
this is very strong. but sometimes life comes at you hard and sometimes you have to fight back. if people are blaming you for things Ex: like your mom is getting pissed bc your not doing something right. do it right. and just keep doing it no matter if you hate it or not. and i thought the same thing that god didnt love me. and i was talking to my boyfriend last night abt it aand he helped me realize that god does love you. he loves you sooo much. more then you love your parents. more then you love that one true love. more then that. you might think its impossible but he does he loves you that much, and just open yyour heart out to him and let him in your life. tell him you love him and mean it. ask him to forgive your sins. andhe will. as long as your really sorry you did it and you are really wanting him to forgive you. when you ask god for something,. hes not going to give it to you right away. and you might have to go through some struggles to get it. but he helps, and you might thuing hes not but he is. and god can only give you as much as you give to him. i hope i helped :] | Posted on 2007-06-16 00:00:00 | by Suicidalchild51 | [ Reply to This ] | well I understand life is [censored]ty for all and sometimes life dont get better. and Im sorry for being stupid. I got hit from a arrow by cupid n it made me dumb so sorry. Now I'll gett off my butt n write one. I got to finish what I started. It's about how chitty friends can effect your life. | | Posted on 2006-11-06 00:00:00 | by DrewDilla | [ Reply to This ] | I'll agree with the poor man's poet, here. You've got some powerful stuff, but I don't think life stays bad. If it did, my best friend would be dead right now, I'd be in a mental ward, and hell wouldn't be a relative term anymore. And one more thing--stay out of Drug Central. It just makes things worse in all cases. | --crimson echo | Posted on 2006-11-04 00:00:00 | by crimson echo | [ Reply to This ] | I'll agree with the poor man's poet, here. You've got some powerful stuff, but I don't think life stays bad. If it did, my best friend would be dead right now, I'd be in a mental ward, and hell wouldn't be a relative term anymore. And one more thing--stay out of Drug Central. It just makes things worse in all cases. | --crimson echo | Posted on 2006-11-04 00:00:00 | by crimson echo | [ Reply to This ] | I'll agree with the poor man's poet, here. You've got some powerful stuff, but I don't think life stays bad. If it did, my best friend would be dead right now, I'd be in a mental ward, and hell wouldn't be a relative term anymore. And one more thing--stay out of Drug Central. It just makes things worse in all cases. | --crimson echo | Posted on 2006-11-04 00:00:00 | by crimson echo | [ Reply to This ] | Well this is a powerful poem, with good form. | I like it and how direct you are in it. This is a depressing poem, and mybe you ment for it to be that way. But I hope its a work of fiction. Because I beleave that life gets better and prayer changes things. The sun will shine for you some, other days will be partly sunny. So don't worry the rain will let up sooner or later. Take care. The Poor Man's Poet. | Posted on 2006-11-04 00:00:00 | by Bobby K | [ Reply to This ] | |