I was born into the darkness destin to fall.

Dark demon like hands grabbing, trying the steal away my light.

The feeling of knives and pain was everything I knew.

It was a slippery slope and i was sliding fast. 

I was sure I would fall and my short pathetic life would be over

It almost was.

Finding an escape was thought to be impossible 

My soul was slowly being consumed by darkness 

I feared nothing could stop it.

To escape is to be completely free.

But trying to do so is almost always fatal 

I learned to hide from the darkness. 

But it would always find me.

While I was hiding and fearing what the darkness could do the me 

  I was found by the light.

His light. 

Slowly he was pulling me from the darkest depths of my soul.

He saved me.

He saved me from the darkness

He is now my light.

 My love.

 engines revving,

 drivers waiting,

 and adrenaline pumping.

Then it starts,

out of the pits to the track we drove.

With lights flashing,

 hearts racing,

 people cheering,

 dirt flying,

 dust rising, 

and metal humming,

 we drove.

Then it ends,

just as fast as it started,

with drivers tired,

and cars empty,

and dust settling,

and people leaving,

the races are done.

Violets are blue,

Sugar is sweet,

And so are you.

But the Roses have wilted,

And the violets have died,

The sugar bowl is empty,

I just want to cry.

But the Roses have been stepped on,

And the violets have been turned to mold,

I burned down my father’s house,

Now I walk this road alone.

But the roses became bloody,

The violets covered in despair,

I killed my younger brother,

While duct taped to a chair.

Roses are blue,

Violets are red,

I sit in my room,

Writing this poem,

While I have blood dripping from my head.

I wrote “I’m Fine”,

And you believed it, 
Even though, 
My life was falling apart.

But I don't blame you,
I would have believed it too.
It's only 'cause 
My only friends are 
The Roses And The Violets,
They make me feel at home.

I let the small things annoy me like a buzzing bee,

I didn't focus on the bigger picture I let it slip right by me,

Last year I did wrong

I got myself some stressful situations of this there is no doubt,

I was stressing over stupid things all through my days,

Last year I did wrong,

I involved myself in negativity, 

I was never focused on the positivity,

Last year I did wrong,

Last year I had parts of my life that I now consider toxic,

Last year was a year poorly spent, 

Last year did have some positive but more negative even so , 

Last year I did wrong,

Now I look back and see that last year I did wrong,

Now I focus on being better,

Now I am removing all bad,

Last year I did wrong, 

Now I watch other struggle the same as i did this past year, 

Now I take last year not as a loss but as a lesson, 

Now I focus on what's important and keep my head in gear, 

Last year I did wrong,

I am not perfect i make mistakes,

I learned from these indeed it is what I take from these that make me a special me, 

I will not make these mistakes again of these mistakes i’m free 

Last year I did wrong, 

But this year i'm a whole new version of me. 

The sentence smothers in sickness 
when I stop no one else does.

Its a burden burned on my soul 
but not from me but a simple mole.
The words burn and blister at lips but they never care if its at their affair.

I may have done research but that doesn't mean its my life. And you want to know a fact zodiac isn't who I am. 

The Things I Like To Do

By Erik Santos-Agustin

I am all alone in my room

Looking to see where I can go

Sitting alone in a dark gloom

But there is something out there that I can do

The Things I Like To Do

Are to watch & play sport

For the outside yard I go

To play football & soccer

From there I play with my little brother

Later then I have some fun with the whole family

When I’m at school, I use my skills

My Reading & Math Skills to pay the bills

When I talk to my friends, I know what they say

By then, I already know some other languages

With my family I learn to speak Spanish

But in school, I learn to speak French.

By the time, I am back in my room

I still have nothing else to do

But there on the floor lies a book

Which contains what I like to call Mysteries.

When I read, it helps me feel better

But as I stopped, I just noticed something

With all the things I did today

These are The Things I Like To Do.

 

My son let me tell you something: 

Life is full of obstacles,

There are the good and bad times

There will be times when you fly,

Or times when you sigh

That’s ok cause  

You don’t to worry child

I will always have a plan for you 

There is no need to worry 

just live your life and fill your story.

but never misuse your life

or the consequences will stab you with a knife.

So don’t worry child he also has a plan for you 

He knows that i value, 

you.

                 

        Every word every post 

 Will be forever lost but never forgotten 

  You say all these cruel things you think people forget

Not seeing the internal harm you cause 

  Because you don't see it you think it’s fine 

  But trust me it’s never gone threw the computer 

  Not seeing the damage you’ve  caused

 Thinking it’s funny you laugh and make jokes

   But to the person it was intended to it wasn't funny 
never forgotten 
They will forget your face but never the cruel words your mouth spoke

Think before you say something that can hurt someone

Every post every word 

Never gone just lost 

The harmful words you once spoke before are sirens going off in someone head

Telling them they’re not good enough

Never forgotten

Think before you hurt someone 

You are all important and can make a difference 

If you can run like sonic

If you can jump like mario

If you can think like L

If you have the morals of mob

If you have the strength of saitama

You word be unstoppable 

But you are not

You are just a human

No special power 

No kamehameha

No super speed or strength

No psychic power or the force

No special transformation

Just a human a soft,fragile human

If human did not have sword,

Bows and arrows,

Shield

Or guns we are defenseless

Because we are just human

If humans never learn to make weapon

Humans would have die a long time ago

But we did learn 

And we make weapon and shelter

We make up for are weakness

We are just humans and we have some "nices toys"

That we make and one day maybe we will have 

Some special power

Because we are just humans.  

 

  

 

When Your Gone

Why have you left me

For so long

You scream, we fight

Your face turns blue

But no matter what 

I’m still in love with you

You escaped from the gates

Of our forbidden love

Yet you flew back in 

Like a rare black dove

Never noticed from the crowd

Your eyes read cursed 

The world outside is dangerous

For indoors can be worse

The air is toxic

Only when your near 

But it was me 

Who kept the toxic here

Scoring a goal is the Best feeling

 When you kick the ball and see it go into the net

Hear everyone screaming from the excitement

A feeling you get where you feel good about yourself

When you have the ball at your feet

Feeling it and rolling it around is just amazing

One of the best views

Seeing the ball in the air

Looks small but when it comes down

Looks a lot bigger

 

Just stop to observer and here just for a second.

The lightest wind creating a silence.

Hearing nothing except your own body.

A beautiful silence.

No other silence like it.

A silence to think in.

A silence to live in.

A peaceful state of being.

The presence of pure nature. 

Something to truly cleanse the soul.

Nature is something to enjoy.

The silence of Nature is something to cherish.

The silence is something to heal.

The silence is something that can nurture.

One of the best things.

The best thing to help.

The worst thing to pass up.

The silence of nature is the essence of life.

The silence can help all