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Nothing More InspiringThere's nothing more inspiringNothing More Inspiring by ~OneAgainstAnArmy
Than someone crushing your dreams.
Listening to them shout,
"THINK REALISTICALLY!"
At first you don't pay attention
Keep going on with a happy mood.
Watching them scream at another
Realizing it's aimed towards you.
Knowing that everything you've worked for.
Everything you believed.
Crashed down in seconds.
Ripped at the seems.
Words were said.
Actions were done.
But you just stood there. Still.
Biting your lip. Holding your tongue.
You walked away mindlessly. Not knowing where to go.
They don't seem to notice because they were still on a roll.
You thought you were completely empty. That more co
Is It Possible...Is it possible to have a happy family?Is It Possible... by ~OneAgainstAnArmy
Is it possible to have great friends?
Is it possible to be adored by others?
Is it possible to have almost everything you've ever wanted?
Is it possible to be the one everyone relies on?
Is it possible to have all of this and be completely numb?
Is it possible to have all of this and be depressed?
Is it possible to have all of this and wish you had a different life?
Is it possible to have all of this and want to start over even though nothing wrong happend?
Is it possible to have all of this and want it all to just end?
The HuntThe moon is full.The Hunt by ~OneAgainstAnArmy
My heart is empty.
I cry for you.
My sorrows plenty.
You left me alone.
With tears to shed.
Broke me into pieces.
Left me for dead.
Now I hunt for you,
With hate in my heart,
To finish the job
That tore us apart.
You were told a mission
To make one of us dead.
You tried killing me,
Without thought in your head.
But you failed,
And here I still stand.
Soon it will be your blood
That is upon my hands.
We meet in a cemetery
Where I was beaten.
In front of a stone
Where it is written.
"Rest in Peace."
It says on the head.
It was for me,
Now it's for you instead.
The battle was quick.
The battle was w
FacadeFacade.Facade by ~OneAgainstAnArmy
That's what they see,
But would they run if they saw the real me?
All dark and gloomy,
Depressed and sad.
Instead of bright and cheery,
Happy and glad.
It's painful to smile
When I scream inside
No where to run to,
No dark corner to hide.
I prefer to be alone
Rather than in a social crowd.
No room for error.
No room for doubt.
To be me wouldn't go unpunished
Met with shuns and stares.
To be honest I would meet the shuns and stares Like an old friend sitting across in a rickety chair.
But it's to be forbidden.
Not to be allowed.
Not under my own roof.
Not in my own house.
Facade.
A game I must play.
To keep the peace.
Day after
Sta.sh
