Isn't it the weirdest thing when you think that an artist is a band, but it's just one person? Happened to me with Owl City… -_-

Isn't it the weirdest thing when you think that an artist is a band, but it's just one person? Happened to me with Owl City… -_-

happened to me with panic at the disco

hAh,,,

Time is marching on
trampling humans underfoot
time is marching on

Time is marching on
trampling humans underfoot
time is marching on

woah that's really good

thanks!

I haven't been writing a lot recently, but here is an old poem that I had to write for school:

What happened to the lonesome girl
who has never left her home
She has never seen a friendly face
and remains to stay alone

What happened to the silent boy
who's words were never heard
He has only spoken once
and he hated every word

What happens to the forgotten ones
silent and alone
They'll never be heard from again
if only they had known

Woah
that's beautiful

Thank you!
I usually don't end up liking the poetry I write for school because I'd rather write what I want to write, but I had a lot more creative freedom with this one. I forgot what assignment I had to write this for…

it's amazing nonetheless!

A maroon girl
Bangs in her face
A scar on her lip
Can life get any better than this?
Love is the very heart of the soul
It's what makes us whole
But love also hurts, don't you see
As I once had a girl walk away from me

A maroon girl
Bangs in her face
A scar on her lip
Can life get any better than this?
Love is the very heart of the soul
It's what makes us whole
But love also hurts, don't you see
As I once had a girl walk away from me

awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww das so saddddddddd

Tell me that I’m special
That I’m not a waste of space
Tell me that you love me
That you look forward to my face

Tell me again how much I matter
About who you really see
But most importantly of all
Do not lie to me.

This is my favorite poem now.

Tell me that I’m special
That I’m not a waste of space
Tell me that you love me
That you look forward to my face

Tell me again how much I matter
About who you really see
But most importantly of all
Do not lie to me.

yesss

@SwimwithGamers Thank you so much

Tell me that I’m special
That I’m not a waste of space
Tell me that you love me
That you look forward to my face

Tell me again how much I matter
About who you really see
But most importantly of all
Do not lie to me.

yesss

Thank youu

sorry i haven't been very active on this chat in a while! but i've read all of your poems and i think they're all great! <3

(yeah these are all awesome, everyone's been posting long, descriptive ones so it's really nice to take a break and see short hard ones) (I still wrote a long one, lol, it's for English so what do you think??)

Mashed Potatoes

An echo of an echo
Keeps reaching my ears
The screams of the children
Grow louder than my fears
The phantom of their daydreams
Still filter through our cheers
A pale and freezing hand
Wipes away no one’s tears

When locked in internal debate
Don’t try to see their side
Infection tries to penetrate
The warmer, innocent minds
When trying to concentrate
Always, always try
To never want to imitate
The humans over the line

Instead of sleeping peacefully
I’ll lie awake in carnation red
The melody in the harmony
Doesn’t want to die
The struggle, and the bravery!
Of shredded, clouded souls
I love, but hate humanity
When it comes to killing dead

Mud, and rocks, and leaves, and sticks
That’s all it ever is
A timeless thing, a tockless tick
It lives inside our heads
On an other's back, the weight of bricks
Is worse than on your own
Infinite choices, but no one picks
And everything tastes like mashed potatoes

BRO WAIT A MINUTE THAT'S WAY TOO GOOD HOLY SHIT???????????????

thats amazinggggg

holy fuck, dude, that's really good

Thank yall!

goddamn that's amazing

If we only would take the time to
Breathe
See what we were made to
See
Be who we were made to
Be
In a world where we feel lost at
Sea
The maybe, you and
Me
Could turn into something
Remarkable

It's short and shitty… take it.

I hear your heart
race
and your lungs
scream
and your ribs
crack
and your bones
break
and your blood
freeze
and your veins
burst
and we're
laughing
and your
dying

G A M E O V E R

both good shit

I hear your heart
race
and your lungs
scream
and your ribs
crack
and your bones
break
and your blood
freeze
and your veins
burst
and we're
laughing
and your
dying

G A M E O V E R

YES

If we only would take the time to
Breathe
See what we were made to
See
Be who we were made to
Be
In a world where we feel lost at
Sea
The maybe, you and
Me
Could turn into something
Remarkable

It's short and shitty… take it.

This sounds so finalizing like I'd read this to wind down after a nice day I super enjoy it thank u

I’m halfway paralyzed
Sipping lemonade mixed with lies
Bitter caramel soaked in brine
A lovely song filled with lies

Hoping for a new way
Doesn’t take the pain away
These emotions, not so easily explained
I hate when rain falls on a sunny day
Color dripping from my fingertips
Count the stars, make a list

I’m halfway paralyzed
Sipping lemonade mixed with lies
Bitter caramel soaked in brine
A lovely song filled with lies

Wishing for a different hue
Don’t make the blacks any brighter
Orange dancing leaping flames
Jumping from my lighter

I’m halfway paralyzed
Sipping lemonade mixed with lies
Bitter caramel soaked in brine
A lovely song filled with lies

You know me
You don’t know who I am
You think you know me
You don’t know who I am

Wishing for the stars, not on them
Falling from the sky, you know, when
Your blood is coming from your heart
I’m never sure where to start

You know me
You don’t know who I am
You think you know me
You don’t know who I am

Wrapping up all my scars
I’m still wishing for the stars
The spear through my heart cracks
My vision explodes with reds and blacks
The tower I’ve so carefully stacked falls
Its cascading roar drowns out my desperate calls

You know me
You don’t know who I am
You think you know me
You don’t know who I am

Everyone is dressed as wraiths
Drifting past the gilded cage where my body lays
I’d apologize, but I don’t
know
how