High school
By: T.Darden
Written: 12-18-2008
Boxed in a room
With voices of the young and immature
Wishing for just five damn minutes of maturity
The looks of an inexperienced lifestyle
Different colors is what separate them from one another
In my 1 foot of space ,
I try to bleed my words onto these line s,
But as the ignorance ponders around me
And these voices linger ...
I find myself cringing to the though of them growing up ...
Clock ticking but seems not be progressing
Finding myself at wits end..
I scream! ... Just to be the next student in the hall
for misconduct ..
Infected Mainframe
Being faithful has always been my weak suit...
But you came into my life, and gave my mind a reboot...
Reprogramming me to believe that I can be faithful...
Explaining to me that relationships can be tasteful...
Your soul is my modem, while mine is the receiver...
And only when we're connected is when I'm a believer...
But when your signal begins to fade, my mind gets blurry...
And these viruses begin to cripple my system in a hurry...
Pop-ups in the form of women appear on screen...
And I can't help but to click, making my system unclean...
The more I click, they multiply, I must click them all...
As their moans cum thru the speakers, my firewall falls...
While they intake my cursor, swallowing my information...
My mainframe is being wrecked, my system's decapitation...
And I know they harm me, but my modem isn't active...
My logic is completely stagnant because of your absence...
And it feels so wrong, but it feels so right...
When disguised as useful software, their intent isn't in sight...
But you can sense these viruses from a mile away...
So you try your hardest to get your modem signal to stay...
But I fear that when it fades, I'm who they will hunt down...
And they won't stop until my system finally shuts down...
Don't let your signal fade...
-Double-@
But you came into my life, and gave my mind a reboot...
Reprogramming me to believe that I can be faithful...
Explaining to me that relationships can be tasteful...
Your soul is my modem, while mine is the receiver...
And only when we're connected is when I'm a believer...
But when your signal begins to fade, my mind gets blurry...
And these viruses begin to cripple my system in a hurry...
Pop-ups in the form of women appear on screen...
And I can't help but to click, making my system unclean...
The more I click, they multiply, I must click them all...
As their moans cum thru the speakers, my firewall falls...
While they intake my cursor, swallowing my information...
My mainframe is being wrecked, my system's decapitation...
And I know they harm me, but my modem isn't active...
My logic is completely stagnant because of your absence...
And it feels so wrong, but it feels so right...
When disguised as useful software, their intent isn't in sight...
But you can sense these viruses from a mile away...
So you try your hardest to get your modem signal to stay...
But I fear that when it fades, I'm who they will hunt down...
And they won't stop until my system finally shuts down...
Don't let your signal fade...
-Double-@
Days Like This
On days like this
I begin to remember
The true beauty life holds ...
I don't know why it happeneds
Maybe its the warmth of the sun
or maybe the ever so gentle wind flowing
through my hair. ..
Whatever the reason maybe
On days like this very day here
simply makes the soul feel refreshed...
As the sunshines , and the wind blows ,
While the music plays and the kids yell
I just realize how good life is...
Days like this...
You truly appreciate all the good ,
On days like this you appreciate every breath you take
Just on a simple day , like this ...
I Wonder If She Knows...
Trying to forget the elegance of her smile...
Is like losing both legs, then walking a mile...
The happiness in her face would shine so bright...
The image that haunts my dreams every night...
That smile was the devestator to all my woes...
That use to be only thing that highed my lows...
I wonder if she knows...
Trying to forget the sweet taste of her kiss...
Is like trying to find my way out of an abyss...
Remembering the amazing flavor of those lips...
Almost makes me pass out, my conciousness slips...
It use to send a shiver from my head to my toes...
Without your kisses, my mouth would rather stay closed...
....I wonder if she knows...
Trying to forget the magic of her touch...
Is like finding a needle in a hay bunch...
She'd warm my body and spirit with even a tap...
Each fiber of my being would applaud and clap...
Into happiness my body and mind would sow...
Ignoring the wake up calls that reality would throw...
...Hmm...I wonder if she knows...
Trying to forget the tenderness of her love...
Is like watching the flight of a wingless dove...
The thought of replacing her love so soon...
Is like trying to replace the sun with the moon...
My heart cracked a while ago, and has yet to close...
My disappointment and regret clearly shows...
...And I wonder if she knows...
-Double-@
Is like losing both legs, then walking a mile...
The happiness in her face would shine so bright...
The image that haunts my dreams every night...
That smile was the devestator to all my woes...
That use to be only thing that highed my lows...
I wonder if she knows...
Trying to forget the sweet taste of her kiss...
Is like trying to find my way out of an abyss...
Remembering the amazing flavor of those lips...
Almost makes me pass out, my conciousness slips...
It use to send a shiver from my head to my toes...
Without your kisses, my mouth would rather stay closed...
....I wonder if she knows...
Trying to forget the magic of her touch...
Is like finding a needle in a hay bunch...
She'd warm my body and spirit with even a tap...
Each fiber of my being would applaud and clap...
Into happiness my body and mind would sow...
Ignoring the wake up calls that reality would throw...
...Hmm...I wonder if she knows...
Trying to forget the tenderness of her love...
Is like watching the flight of a wingless dove...
The thought of replacing her love so soon...
Is like trying to replace the sun with the moon...
My heart cracked a while ago, and has yet to close...
My disappointment and regret clearly shows...
...And I wonder if she knows...
-Double-@
My Legacy
Categorize this how you wish , a letter , a poem , a story! to me its my thoughts on lines.
..
To my last day ,
Let me have left behind , a handful of tears for those who will miss my presence , a handful of questions but a understanding for my legacy, my purpose of being , an my reasoning for my struggles. See
I have not lived for myself , I have lived because I was strong and ready to endure life's curve balls. I wanna leave behind something not necessarily an object but an understanding. Whether it be today or tomorrow I just want you all to remember my legacy . . . I want you to keep this in your mind and your hearts where ever you go . An that is..
You will only have one chance to live a beautiful eventful life. So never second guess yourself! , love those close to you endlessly and limitless, Love those you hate , Don't stress about what you cant change today. Laugh uncontrollably and obnoxiously. Scream relentlessly! for what you believe in. Be who you want to be and always stay your one an only role model. Cherish every breath you take. Smoke the pain to a place higher than me. Educate yourself , Rarely sleep there will be time to that when your dead. Judge not on a persons actions , but his reasoning to do so. Play in the rain. Stay forever young but savor when your old. Love till it hurts , Love and live for another! , discriminate chronic liars , Live YOUR life , make mistakes , and lastly Drink uncontrollably . Regret it in the morning ...
ALWAYS REMEMBER THIS! THIS IS ME! THIS IS MY BELIEFS! THIS IS WHAT IVE LIVED TO LEAVE! .
..
To my last day ,
Let me have left behind , a handful of tears for those who will miss my presence , a handful of questions but a understanding for my legacy, my purpose of being , an my reasoning for my struggles. See
I have not lived for myself , I have lived because I was strong and ready to endure life's curve balls. I wanna leave behind something not necessarily an object but an understanding. Whether it be today or tomorrow I just want you all to remember my legacy . . . I want you to keep this in your mind and your hearts where ever you go . An that is..
You will only have one chance to live a beautiful eventful life. So never second guess yourself! , love those close to you endlessly and limitless, Love those you hate , Don't stress about what you cant change today. Laugh uncontrollably and obnoxiously. Scream relentlessly! for what you believe in. Be who you want to be and always stay your one an only role model. Cherish every breath you take. Smoke the pain to a place higher than me. Educate yourself , Rarely sleep there will be time to that when your dead. Judge not on a persons actions , but his reasoning to do so. Play in the rain. Stay forever young but savor when your old. Love till it hurts , Love and live for another! , discriminate chronic liars , Live YOUR life , make mistakes , and lastly Drink uncontrollably . Regret it in the morning ...
ALWAYS REMEMBER THIS! THIS IS ME! THIS IS MY BELIEFS! THIS IS WHAT IVE LIVED TO LEAVE! .
Leatherface
When I saved you from that dumpster, you had no face...
Just a blank canvas, waiting for an image to be placed...
So I stitched you a face made out of leather...
I couldn't dare think of a material better...
Its strong, yet smooth...hard yet soft...
Much like the face I wear...so why take it off?...
But I guess the face I gave you wasn't good enough for you...
You've got new faces you wear depend on who stands before you...
Our one friend is a jokester, who never wears a frown...
So you stitched a cotton mask of a clown...
Suddenly when he's around, everything is so funny...
To the point where you can't breathe and you're eyes are runny...
But even when nothing is funny at all, you laugh yet and still...
And look around as you do it, hoping that someone else will...
Your usually mellow tone of voice is now a scream...
But as soon as he leaves, you wake up from that dream...
The clown mask comes off as soon as he walks out the door...
And u put on the leather mask that I made you before...
Our one friend plays hockey like everyday is his last...
So you simply, when you're around him, wear a hockey mask...
All of a sudden you're so concerned about your physique...
And you're language and tone of voice is no longer discrete...
You slang all your words, dance, scream and shout...
And pretend to talk sports...something you know NOTHING about...
You sing songs by artists you usually would despise...
But as soon as he leaves, you open up your eyes...
When the "Time you are on" is no longer his...
You put your leather mask back on, and go about you biz...
Our one friend is...well, Caucasian as they say...
So you found you a mask worn by the KKK...
Nothing racist, not saying that you hate any colored folk...
But you suddenly forget that you are, and that's no joke...
When he's around, the way you act is now "Dank", and "filthy"...
And you're so concerned with getting high and drunk, it kills me...
You worship the guy, might as well be kissing his feet...
But you're demeanor changes just as soon as he goes to sleep...
When you feel like its ok to remind yourself that you're colored...
You put your leather mask back on, and you're once again a brother...
I know all of these friends, and appreciate the good that they do...
But when you were down in the dumps...who's the one who saved you?...
I love you...I really do, and not to sound bitter or mad...
But seeing you rush to put on a face for others does make me sad...
We're destined to be bonded for life, I'm already sure...
But its almost like...I don't know who you are anymore...
So when you look in the mirror at your blank skull again...
Remember that my mask is the closest thing to skin...
-Double-@
Just a blank canvas, waiting for an image to be placed...
So I stitched you a face made out of leather...
I couldn't dare think of a material better...
Its strong, yet smooth...hard yet soft...
Much like the face I wear...so why take it off?...
But I guess the face I gave you wasn't good enough for you...
You've got new faces you wear depend on who stands before you...
Our one friend is a jokester, who never wears a frown...
So you stitched a cotton mask of a clown...
Suddenly when he's around, everything is so funny...
To the point where you can't breathe and you're eyes are runny...
But even when nothing is funny at all, you laugh yet and still...
And look around as you do it, hoping that someone else will...
Your usually mellow tone of voice is now a scream...
But as soon as he leaves, you wake up from that dream...
The clown mask comes off as soon as he walks out the door...
And u put on the leather mask that I made you before...
Our one friend plays hockey like everyday is his last...
So you simply, when you're around him, wear a hockey mask...
All of a sudden you're so concerned about your physique...
And you're language and tone of voice is no longer discrete...
You slang all your words, dance, scream and shout...
And pretend to talk sports...something you know NOTHING about...
You sing songs by artists you usually would despise...
But as soon as he leaves, you open up your eyes...
When the "Time you are on" is no longer his...
You put your leather mask back on, and go about you biz...
Our one friend is...well, Caucasian as they say...
So you found you a mask worn by the KKK...
Nothing racist, not saying that you hate any colored folk...
But you suddenly forget that you are, and that's no joke...
When he's around, the way you act is now "Dank", and "filthy"...
And you're so concerned with getting high and drunk, it kills me...
You worship the guy, might as well be kissing his feet...
But you're demeanor changes just as soon as he goes to sleep...
When you feel like its ok to remind yourself that you're colored...
You put your leather mask back on, and you're once again a brother...
I know all of these friends, and appreciate the good that they do...
But when you were down in the dumps...who's the one who saved you?...
I love you...I really do, and not to sound bitter or mad...
But seeing you rush to put on a face for others does make me sad...
We're destined to be bonded for life, I'm already sure...
But its almost like...I don't know who you are anymore...
So when you look in the mirror at your blank skull again...
Remember that my mask is the closest thing to skin...
-Double-@
Brand New Woman.
Classy, Intelligent, Confident
Determined to become everything I ever wanted to be
Promises were made, they were sealed with a kiss
I fell 10 times over again...
Whispers told me what to expect but the stubbornness in the
pit of my soul wasn't ready to let go, to give up!
As if the future was predicted
Whispers became reality
&& the seal was broke along with the hope that filled
fragile heart...
Lost for days
Searching for something similar, for something familiar
soon realizing familiar was gone.
realizing today was a new day of a new life...
Now I stand tall
The woman that well never again fall
Proud to be all that I am
never regretting all that I did...
Finally everything I wanna be
more stubborn than ever
more passionate than ever
I once was lost but here I am
& as I stand I'm a brand new woman
<33
Accepting The Pain ..
I'm looking at the scars you left on my heart...
And the rips it has from when you tore it apart...
It lays here motionless, and light as a feather...
It sits in it's cage, more fragile than ever...
The blood runs dry and the scabs take root...
Awaiting for these feelings to finally dilute...
But it lingers, and remains, and sticks, and stays...
So perhaps it's come time to accept these pains...
Sure the feeling seems like its too much to bear...
And sure I may even shed a tear here or there...
But what doesn't kill you makes you stronger they say...
And breath still draws into my lungs everyday...
So I've had to gain strength from all that's happened...
Gathering more power each time that I'm saddened...
Even with knowing this pain won't go away...
I can still crack a smile each and every day...
And I know while I rive, you still manage...
Knowing that you left infinite amounts of damage...
But the same tactics used to your advantage...
I now use those as an invisible bandage...
Because you thought you could destroy me!, but you couldn't...
I quietly take it in stride, though I shouldn't...
But taking all this pain and still remaining on the hinge...
Is ten times as hurtful to you than any revenge...
So as I prepare my heart to love one more time...
The thoughts of winning this battle helps me unwind...
Eventually my heart will pump regularly again...
And with every beat, the hurt will still remain...
So now when I feel any pain in my chest...
I can stop, smile, and know that its for the best...
You Can't Hurt Me Anymore...
-Double-@
Lightskin Collosion
Caramel Skin.
Tender lips..
Deep Brown eyes.
Big hands ..
Mesmerizing smile ..
Caramel skin...
Luscious Lips ...
Light brown eyes ...
Little waist ...
Blinding smile...
Collide!
and true beauty has been made.
Taste of a Dream
Taste of a Dream
The taste of a dream is as sweet as can be...
Without having to feel, smell, hear, or see...
I'm always satisfied by fantasy's lovely nectar...
Hunger flees in cowardice from my feast of a lecture...
I sip a deep thought, or bite into a daydream...
And that alone eliminates the thirst that the day brings...
Delicious invisible delectables, on unsightly platters...
I just stuff my face with thought like nothing else matters...
When I give my taste buds a rest, and pause from eating...
Then my stomach growls, hungering for some thinking...
As if they grew on trees, theses fruits of thoughts come naturally...
Devouring in plain sight, even in public, so casually...
I'm a sucker for the sugar-coated doses of fantasy...
But I bet they'd taste even better in reality...
-Double-@
Without having to feel, smell, hear, or see...
I'm always satisfied by fantasy's lovely nectar...
Hunger flees in cowardice from my feast of a lecture...
I sip a deep thought, or bite into a daydream...
And that alone eliminates the thirst that the day brings...
Delicious invisible delectables, on unsightly platters...
I just stuff my face with thought like nothing else matters...
When I give my taste buds a rest, and pause from eating...
Then my stomach growls, hungering for some thinking...
As if they grew on trees, theses fruits of thoughts come naturally...
Devouring in plain sight, even in public, so casually...
I'm a sucker for the sugar-coated doses of fantasy...
But I bet they'd taste even better in reality...
-Double-@
Unsolvable Mystery
Unsolvable Mystery
By: Taylor Darden(me)
The mystery lurks in the pit of my soul
locked away
the key never to be seen again
The mystery lurks in my deep brown eyes
locked away
the key never to be seen again
The mystery lurks in the beat of my heart
locked away
the key never to be seen again
The mystery lurks behind the deceitful smile
locked away
the key never to be seen again
The mystery lurks between the lines
locked away
the key never to be seen again
The mystery lurks within I
locked away
where it will stay
Never to be seen again.
A Storm Is Coming ...
I took a second to admire this perfect day...
And noticed that something was blocking the Sun's ray...
The children quickly looked up and stopped their play...
Noticing that their blue sky was becoming gray...
Black storm clouds began to replace the white ones...
And mean, angry winds began to shove the nice ones...
Thunder crackling drowned out the bird's singing...
To the point where my winged friends considering leaving..
The ruffles in the water started to become waves...
Lightning began to strike, setting the sky ablaze...
The clothes on my back suddenly seemed thin...
As I felt a drop of rain plop onto my skin...
The trees no longer had their calm sway...
But it seemed as if they were getting blown away...
All I can do is hope that things change for the better...
But this proves that nothing good lasts forever...
-Double-@
And noticed that something was blocking the Sun's ray...
The children quickly looked up and stopped their play...
Noticing that their blue sky was becoming gray...
Black storm clouds began to replace the white ones...
And mean, angry winds began to shove the nice ones...
Thunder crackling drowned out the bird's singing...
To the point where my winged friends considering leaving..
The ruffles in the water started to become waves...
Lightning began to strike, setting the sky ablaze...
The clothes on my back suddenly seemed thin...
As I felt a drop of rain plop onto my skin...
The trees no longer had their calm sway...
But it seemed as if they were getting blown away...
All I can do is hope that things change for the better...
But this proves that nothing good lasts forever...
-Double-@
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