I hear the whistle in my ear but don't respond.
All I do is admire it's authority.
It's ability to summon all who will obey.
The whistle is a leader, all fear and don't question.
We are not chiefs for we cannot order unless we can call the ones who carry out those duties.
The whistle is not a tool but a messenger.
Whom brings us together and whether forced or not we work together and for that we respect this only God.
The whistle is a sign of peace.
Not an annoying ringing.
And that is why I only listen.
Because for me it is only so hard to do as I'm told.
But for the ones stronger and not misguided,follow the yellow brick road lain out just for you.
Don't stand and wait for others.
Obey your whistle.
Because soon you'll be the one blowing the whistle.

HOPE



Our world is broken,
It has been darkened
driven into shadow and uncertainty

we live in fear that disasters will come to us,
arrive on our doorsteps on take what we love most.

that the light of day will never come out of of night that even the stars and moon shall fade away.

Will we be blinded by hate and evil forever?

No

We will overcome this shadow of fear,
we will renew our world and
find our way back to light and goodness.

and when we learn to forgive and love,
the moon and the stars will shine brighter than ever,
and the darkness will be flooded with light.

This is my Hope for our broken world.

I crave love.
Not worth it.
I crave family.
Not worth it.
I crave freinds.
Not worth it.
I crave freedom.
Not worth it.
I crave to be desired.
Not worth it.
I crave a loving touch.
Not woth it.
I want my mom.
Not worth it.
I want to live.
Not worth it.
I want to be saved.
Not worth it.
SUDDENLY
A warm smile.
I am still not worth it.
A loving word.
I am still not worth it.
A gental love.
A warn voise.
I am still not worth it.
A light peeking thro the dark.
I am still not worth it.
I am still not worth it.
I hang my head because I know I am not worth it.

I see you.
I feel you.
I reach to you.
You are not there.
My hand goes right through you.
I must be a ghost.
I whatch you.
I need you.
You are a life time away.
I am just a ghost.
I call to you.
You turn.
You look right at me.
God do you see me?
No you dont.
You look right threw me.
You turn and walk away.
I am left alone.
In darkness.
I am just a ghost.
I have lost you.
I whatch you walk away.
I feel the pain.
WAIT!
I cant feel.
For the dead doesnt feel pain like this.
I run to you.
"I am here!" I scream!
You look right pass me.
I am not dead.
Nor am I alive.
The dead I am is much more painful.
I am dieing form a beoken heart.
A lost love I can never get back.
Now I know.
I am just a ghost.
Waiting to expire.

Crying tears of blood.
Becuase my hear has burst.
Dieing inside becuase theres no way out.
The pain from being alone is to much to bare.
The only relife.
Is to hear you voise.
Feel your touch.
Love and be loved by you.
The razor blade is a comfert.
Feeling the blood drip to the floor.
Seeing it.
Hearing it.
Smelling it.
It makes me smile.
Love is always the best cure.
To me loved.
I am scared of dieing in Hell.
But it never ends.
Just know I love you.
I miss you.
For I am always with you.
Waiting for you.
My only love.

When your minds are
upset
and so many thoughts
circling around
your head,
you try to make
this right,
to find the best way
so you could feel better,
so you could be free.

Pain will never
go away,
it always stays
to remember you
that life is not a dream,
life is unpredictable.

Endless questions,
so many "Why",
but the answer
we will
never find!
The strength within
will not let us crack,
life is unpredictable,
who's to say?

Today you're happy,
and yet
despair waits
stealthily
to engulf you.
But,
you need to be prepared.

Not only bad things
happen to bad people.
Unfortunately,
so many pure,
honored hearts
have been broken for
so many times,
in so many pieces,
and yet
they live,
they live with
their agony,
they live with
their groan,
but they live,
tho their eyes are
always sad,
their hearts are
still softly.

Therefore
they know...
Therefore
they are...

The brightest star
that shines
in the dark,
that spark of hope
for all of us
who deserve better.

eveyday I walk lonely
through that way
I don't wanna go
I wanna back
I don't wanna stay In that way
I need something To
keep My heart strong
and to correct My wrong
I don't know What to I belong
But I search for it for time
I don't know how long
I need something to never let me cry or
to let my tears dry
I need some thing
That's Inside your and my heart
To let my soul fly
up so high Into the sky
It's always needed to heal your heart
from this killing hurt
To light your and my way
when the darkness has to stay
through our way
Did You know What it is?
that when everyone want to go away
backs them to stay everyday ,
It's the love
That warms your heart inside
and makes you pride!!!!

Look through the window
and tell me what you see.
Everything lives,
everything blossoms,
it's only you
in your autumn.

Your soul is seeking
for something that
is left a long time ago.
Something to cherish,
something to be attached to.

Why did the beast within
wake up suddenly?
Who called the restlessness?

Who shall win?
Will the autumn itself leave?
Nobody knows,
nobody cares
but you!

It's you trapped within,
your mind gives you nothing
but more anxiety.
Peace is the place
you seek within your heart,
trying to find consolation.

Why you?
Why is this happening
to you?
Will the peace find you
one more time,
or you're the one
who should find peace
within?

When everything is black
in your heart,
you beg the darkness
to leave you be,
but the darkness
is not coming
where the joy
glows,
no,it's not coming
where the hope
still holds on.

ok just want you to know that I just started writing poems so if they aren't good srry.
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Blue
its the color of sadness
the color that reminds me all about you
I know you will never love me the was I love you
but how can i survive without my color blue?



What makes Christmas bells ring?
What makes birds chirp in the spring?
What makes kids laugh and have fun?
What scares the deer to make it run?
All of these things are hard to explain
like answering why it has to rain
or answering why love is so heart breaking
even though at first its so breath taking
We cannot keep someone forever
but why do they have to change just like the weather?

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Hope you liked them!

for those of you that dont know what lore means it mens mtyhs of folk tales kinda. i know it seems a bit old a chessy but just go with it x.x i wanted something like that D:<

a moonlight beam may often seem, a plain and tranquil thing.

but when moonlight snares upon a yonder shore. it seems to resemble scene straight from a book of lore.

yes,yes,oh yes indeed.
a scene with love and many marvelous things

what every human being desires.
a love at home to start there fire, and gaze out upon that yonder shore

with a happily ever after straight from lore....

i usually write articles on all my clubs so i will probably write one soon on here probably about Edgar allen poe or Shakespeare ect. but for now i have a few poems i wanna post. i write lots of articles about pretty much every club im in. if there is an artical you want wrote just comment and ask me to.


His smile makes me
tingle, my vision starts to mingle.
I gotta close my eyes cuz he gives me
butterflys.

my knees start to shake as he leaves me in his wake
butterflys,shivers,chills
he is one of my lifes greatest trills

romeo romeo i wanna be your juliet
tho i cant confess that yet

I must be pretending,
I must be dreaming,
I saw him bleed,
I heard him breathe,
We all live,
We all die,
But that doesn’t justify,
It’s not the same,
It’s not so different,
It must be a dream,
It’s only in my mind,
Leave it all behind,
But then he dies.

I fear him,
But I love him,
I hate to see that die,
I can’t say goodbye,
I must be dreaming,
I tell myself it’s not real,
But I don’t believe,
Because I know what you did,
You took his life.