A glance out the window from a discomforting bed to start off every morning,
Watching and hearing Buses picking up people to and from school or work,
This morning,
I woke but did not look outside,
I looked at my wal and stared at it untill I could get the strenth to pick myself up,
I stared in the Mirror curing and damning the image I see,
I walked oustide to feel a cold Breeze that reminded me of the snow from winter,
I sat alone in the back off a bus with only a few others on other side of the moving seats,
I looked out into the window and found myself staring at the streets that bring memories of when I use to have BBQs with my family,
I sat in a Train to notice I was the only one there,
Holding the only truths in my hand I stare at it and tears roll down my scared Cheeks,
Holding the truths of which only was known to me,
Holding the truths I wrote myself
Holding the only thing that did not lie to me
Holding my blank book asking to for answers,
Holding the only truths in my hands with tears spilling from m eyes I feel my truths giving me comfort




Has anyone felt this way?
or something like it?

Happiness is a choice baby, just chose it.

I kind of posted it in the wrong thing, but Ill continue it as a ChitChat so I wont get it moved and make people work ^^"




Happiness is shadowed by lies told of a life time... ^^

Hmmmmm I always tend to see the possibilities ... it's my 'Happy Place'



Pain can kill you if you don't choose to smile in it's wake ..

*hugs*

Pain does kill, but also ensures that one is still alive ^^

Honey, no one can make you feel what you don't want to feel. Words are just words, only you can give them meaning.

we all have our own pain

happiness is a state of mind and body, be content with yourself and proud of who you are and happiness follows.

Filling your self with Sorrows and souronding your self with pain and taking in word from yourself of comfort

Can that not be "Happness"?

So you are saying that you are happy?

I write, but most of the time it is not about me directly ^^


I am just creating a veiw of a different side ^^

ok......

I play with words, its what I do ^^


Poetry is endless and holds personal stucture
at least I think it does ^^


WHat do you think of the poem?

no more than an ingrown toenail

But isnt Happiness what you make it?

It made me sad for you....

Some of those lines are true..but Im not going to point out which

I aways put a part of my in the writing even I dont try to...its just poetry and how it works I belive ^^



Many of my poems give a feeling or sadness and many ask if something is wrong o if I need help

It mostly just to experess how I feel i a poeic/dramatic way

some are directly of me..but I wont point those out either.... ^^

I hope it didnt make you to sad, Ill be ok in time ^^

I'm in a touchy/feely/emotional/sad mood today to begin with.

Oh
I understand ^^


Im in pain today...I didnt go to work, I need to rest my body more before I can do anything at work...


Is how your feelig today a bad thing?

I don't like it, but I'll get over it.