"But it has the potential to be beautiful"
She said
As she shined the little head, wrote the words in bed, letters all in pen
Everything
Everything to her had the potential to be beautiful
Her words could cast shunshine making even the prettiest flowers petal never look as bright
She could write lyrics
Her notes and rhythms shaking the foundation of music
Waking the gods from Their slumber and mistros from their graves
She could heal hearts
Her hands piecing together parts you swore could never be found again
And her hands
They could trace the glass of imperfections canceling out all opinions and creating a whole new world
To: A Wonderous Wandering Piece by SureThingsFall, literature
Literature
To: A Wonderous Wandering Piece
I want to grab you by your heart
And scream meaningful phrases to you
In a language only wandering pieces could comprehend
And as you nod your head
Agreeing to misspelled memories of our past
I would finally understand
And you could finally float away
Becoming just a speck of teenage something
In a world that could never understand you
Then and only then
Could I wave goodbye
Accepting you were just a piece I found that could never fit
And a leaf that always loved the wind
So search on wayward beauty
I hope you find your place of wonder
I'm not sure whether I need to laugh
Or cry, or sing
So I think I'll play you a song while doing all three
One that you will never hear
Only because he's too busy whispering in your ear
The sweet nothings that will seem so special but be just that
Nothing.
I wasn't even good enough to be told you were in love
Even though our hands once fit together
Better than the glove that's currently resting on a shelf
It's holding all my love
Collecting dust
Waiting to be used
That's all I was to you
As I stare into the jar
That held my every wishing penny
I'm wishing that wherever you are
You still remember
The moon doesn't shine alon
I swear these regrets will drown me yet
And as I go under your eyes will be the last thing I see
As I mouth the words
“I’ll always love you”
The memories of tears will cloud the laughter
Completely killing
Me
You
Who are we?
Nothing but memories
We smile only to be stopped by clouds
but I’ll take those dark days
If it means I can pretend to see the sun
Shining through the waters
Regret
I swear it will drown you yet
But you’ll just ignore me as I cry for help
Pretending everything is alright
And it will be
As soon as the waters take my dreams
As soon as every scrap of paper
That held your initials
Is destroyed
Can We Both Just Disappear? by SureThingsFall, literature
Literature
Can We Both Just Disappear?
Can’t we please disappear
Into the sidelines of our minds
Stray from the
“I can’t”
“I won’t”
“We shouldn’t”
Stand in the
“What if”
“Have faith”
“This moment”
I want to slip through your fingers
Like warm sand
Ready and waiting to be molded into something beautiful
With the work of innocent hands
And when I am built I want you to live
Believe that you are a princess
Because I am your castle
I am strong and will protect you
From any threatening waves
I want to sunbathe
In the glory of your words
Because every suffix that exits your mouth
Is a s
Faded Hearts Still Beat by SureThingsFall, literature
Literature
Faded Hearts Still Beat
I hope you remember every time
“I love you” crossed my lips
I wish you’d forget the moment
“I’m sorry”
Became our only memory
And as I sit here in this empty room
The walls still laugh
As they recall the night the floor boards were our only friends
The days I wanted to jump into your arms
But settled for hugging the word "friendship"
The lights mock
As they shine
Illuminating every wasted tear
Wishing for your footsteps to be insync with mine
Needing your voice to hum our sweet melody
The one I swore I'd never sing again
They say it's easier to forgive than to forget
Then why do I keep going back
I'l
I Wish for Acceptance by SureThingsFall, literature
Literature
I Wish for Acceptance
She once told me I could be anything
Her phrases left her presence
Soon incasing mine
Cleaning off
"What if"
Polishing until I became me
As I promised to dance
She cleared me a pathway
Making sure I'd always finish the number
Leaving my audience breathless
But only if I wanted to
She once unlocked my dreams with keys
That only a mother could posses
Messing my hair
Wishing me well as she led me through doors
Too big for me to cross alone
Too unknown not to need a friend
So tell me why
As I look at her with needy eyes
Begging for acceptance
She tears pages from her bible
Burns them
And feeds me thier ashes
Forcing forgotte
Everytime I try to create something beautiful
It becomes rehearsed
A herse
Carrying the little loose fabrics
That used to be sewn in the shape of a heart
My heart
It was there
To bear
Any burden you carried
Any load too heavy
Any amount I would consume
Until you had no need to cry
Even if I burst
I'd see the smile in your eyes
I love you
For you
Not for the who
The what
The when
Like the first lick of an icecream cone
We were delicious
Perfect
But after that first taste
I met concrete love
Just a front to be trampled on
Like all the rest
Wasted
I was too plain
You moved on
Sherbert ran across your taste buds
His colors could
My words
Might be someone's other
Alternative
And life
As they utter
Sounds that hold no meaning
Until waves grace the ears
Of unbelievers
The receivers become retrievers
Taking every sentence
And adding a label
Like thieves under the sun
They hold no shame
To them this game
A desire to
Conspire and re-inspire
The sheep and the deliverer
Simple pawns simple task
This mask
Stolen
Words no longer a friend
More like someone you see once a year
And hide the fear
Grin
Not ear to ear
But still just as fake
I'm cliche
These things
Repetitive
Like constant patter on a tin roof
Listen
I hold my own
Prints were here b
"But it has the potential to be beautiful"
She said
As she shined the little head, wrote the words in bed, letters all in pen
Everything
Everything to her had the potential to be beautiful
Her words could cast shunshine making even the prettiest flowers petal never look as bright
She could write lyrics
Her notes and rhythms shaking the foundation of music
Waking the gods from Their slumber and mistros from their graves
She could heal hearts
Her hands piecing together parts you swore could never be found again
And her hands
They could trace the glass of imperfections canceling out all opinions and creating a whole new world
To: A Wonderous Wandering Piece by SureThingsFall, literature
Literature
To: A Wonderous Wandering Piece
I want to grab you by your heart
And scream meaningful phrases to you
In a language only wandering pieces could comprehend
And as you nod your head
Agreeing to misspelled memories of our past
I would finally understand
And you could finally float away
Becoming just a speck of teenage something
In a world that could never understand you
Then and only then
Could I wave goodbye
Accepting you were just a piece I found that could never fit
And a leaf that always loved the wind
So search on wayward beauty
I hope you find your place of wonder
I'm not sure whether I need to laugh
Or cry, or sing
So I think I'll play you a song while doing all three
One that you will never hear
Only because he's too busy whispering in your ear
The sweet nothings that will seem so special but be just that
Nothing.
I wasn't even good enough to be told you were in love
Even though our hands once fit together
Better than the glove that's currently resting on a shelf
It's holding all my love
Collecting dust
Waiting to be used
That's all I was to you
As I stare into the jar
That held my every wishing penny
I'm wishing that wherever you are
You still remember
The moon doesn't shine alon
I swear these regrets will drown me yet
And as I go under your eyes will be the last thing I see
As I mouth the words
“I’ll always love you”
The memories of tears will cloud the laughter
Completely killing
Me
You
Who are we?
Nothing but memories
We smile only to be stopped by clouds
but I’ll take those dark days
If it means I can pretend to see the sun
Shining through the waters
Regret
I swear it will drown you yet
But you’ll just ignore me as I cry for help
Pretending everything is alright
And it will be
As soon as the waters take my dreams
As soon as every scrap of paper
That held your initials
Is destroyed
Can We Both Just Disappear? by SureThingsFall, literature
Literature
Can We Both Just Disappear?
Can’t we please disappear
Into the sidelines of our minds
Stray from the
“I can’t”
“I won’t”
“We shouldn’t”
Stand in the
“What if”
“Have faith”
“This moment”
I want to slip through your fingers
Like warm sand
Ready and waiting to be molded into something beautiful
With the work of innocent hands
And when I am built I want you to live
Believe that you are a princess
Because I am your castle
I am strong and will protect you
From any threatening waves
I want to sunbathe
In the glory of your words
Because every suffix that exits your mouth
Is a s
Faded Hearts Still Beat by SureThingsFall, literature
Literature
Faded Hearts Still Beat
I hope you remember every time
“I love you” crossed my lips
I wish you’d forget the moment
“I’m sorry”
Became our only memory
And as I sit here in this empty room
The walls still laugh
As they recall the night the floor boards were our only friends
The days I wanted to jump into your arms
But settled for hugging the word "friendship"
The lights mock
As they shine
Illuminating every wasted tear
Wishing for your footsteps to be insync with mine
Needing your voice to hum our sweet melody
The one I swore I'd never sing again
They say it's easier to forgive than to forget
Then why do I keep going back
I'l
I Wish for Acceptance by SureThingsFall, literature
Literature
I Wish for Acceptance
She once told me I could be anything
Her phrases left her presence
Soon incasing mine
Cleaning off
"What if"
Polishing until I became me
As I promised to dance
She cleared me a pathway
Making sure I'd always finish the number
Leaving my audience breathless
But only if I wanted to
She once unlocked my dreams with keys
That only a mother could posses
Messing my hair
Wishing me well as she led me through doors
Too big for me to cross alone
Too unknown not to need a friend
So tell me why
As I look at her with needy eyes
Begging for acceptance
She tears pages from her bible
Burns them
And feeds me thier ashes
Forcing forgotte
Everytime I try to create something beautiful
It becomes rehearsed
A herse
Carrying the little loose fabrics
That used to be sewn in the shape of a heart
My heart
It was there
To bear
Any burden you carried
Any load too heavy
Any amount I would consume
Until you had no need to cry
Even if I burst
I'd see the smile in your eyes
I love you
For you
Not for the who
The what
The when
Like the first lick of an icecream cone
We were delicious
Perfect
But after that first taste
I met concrete love
Just a front to be trampled on
Like all the rest
Wasted
I was too plain
You moved on
Sherbert ran across your taste buds
His colors could
My words
Might be someone's other
Alternative
And life
As they utter
Sounds that hold no meaning
Until waves grace the ears
Of unbelievers
The receivers become retrievers
Taking every sentence
And adding a label
Like thieves under the sun
They hold no shame
To them this game
A desire to
Conspire and re-inspire
The sheep and the deliverer
Simple pawns simple task
This mask
Stolen
Words no longer a friend
More like someone you see once a year
And hide the fear
Grin
Not ear to ear
But still just as fake
I'm cliche
These things
Repetitive
Like constant patter on a tin roof
Listen
I hold my own
Prints were here b
The edges of my mind are jagged
Like the edges of a notebook page
Hastily ripped out before it could be found.
I'm not sure what use to be there,
Along the perforated edges of my sanity,
But I wish that I could take it back.
It's left there on your grimy hands,
Along with everything else you took from me,
Unable to ever be washed clean.
They all think I'm crazy,
Just making it up as I go along.
They all regard me as some fucked up
Teenage wannabe.
I go to sleep every night
with your name
etched out on my lips
with your face lighting up
the back of my eye lids
and with your laugh
singing me, a lullaby
I lie there every night
with the weight of your head
resting on my chest
while the thought of tomorrow
with you by my side
lets me rest
Every morning I wake you
to a perfect kiss
because I know it's been too long
since I whispered your name
and I don't want to miss
another moment with you
and your shy smile
that sets my heart pounding
even at seven in the morning
And as I go through the day
you're never far away
I always keep you close
in my thoughts
because I could never forget
your p
My name is unimportant, I spend way too much time on the computer and I write to keep myself sane. I enjoy the simple things in life and will one day make something of myself. That is all.
Current Residence: Middle of nowhere Favourite genre of music: A little bit of everything Operating System: My computer? MP3 player of choice: the kind with the broken screen that resides in my pocket Shell of choice: the pretty kind Skin of choice: not mine Favourite cartoon character: Gir Personal Quote: "Oh, the irony of life"
Favourite Visual Artist
the awesome kind
Favourite Movies
Jumper
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
A day to remember, Ozzy, Johnny Cash, Yiruma, transsiberian orchestra, and much much more
I haven't written in years. honestly, I gave it up. I figured that I wasn't any good...so what was the use. But honestly, things have been really dark lately....and I'm becoming desperate. I don't know how to cope with life any longer. So I decided to write out my thoughts...and this happened? So yeah. I'm too embarrassed by it to post it. It's really rough because I just wrote it out in one go. butyeah. here it is. This pretty much sums up how I feel lately. The silence terrifies me at first...but then it feels like home.
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This si
I have 42 things in my gallery. This is the answer to life, the universe, and everything. If only it were that easy.
Quote that sums up my thought process right now: "I know I'm good for something I just haven't found it yet."
I'll get there one day, I will be remembered. That's all anyone ever wants, they just want to leave a mark behind of thier journey in hopes someone else may enjoy it or maybe even follow their trail. <3
That's some wise fortune cookie magic of my own right there^^
Does anyone ever even read these things anymore?
I really don't have much to say. I'm just writting to write.
Man, things are crazy, and not in a good way either.
School starts soon. Great stuff.
Still trying to get my act together. It hasn't been together in a long time and I need to finally have a handle on life or things are just going to go downhill again. Working at it, at least trying to, being a procrasinator just makes life difficult. Then again, so does not caring.
I hate seeing the people in my life moving forward and I just feel like I'm standing still. I also hate feeling like I need to please everyone. It just makes me either not myself either that or I just cut ties with