Please
linger longer
sing a songer
eat my heart out
makes me
stronger.
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
Needle
blood dripping down your face as you
cry
and cry
and cry
beg for me to come back to you
sincerity in your eye
scrape the needle cross my thigh
sounds so tough you make me
high.
cry
and cry
and cry
beg for me to come back to you
sincerity in your eye
scrape the needle cross my thigh
sounds so tough you make me
high.
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Untitled Poem
I’m practically naked
Standing here before you
My heart in my hand.
You look down
Reluctant to take it
And turn the other way.
What Happened.
People.
People will always have hardened hearts
for whatever reason.
Why do some people enjoy hurting other people; killing other people?
The animosity that goes on in this world is unbearable; unbreakable.
Jealousy, broken homes, broken hearts, corrupt governments are just a few of the reasons why people do heinous acts. The questions is how do we attack the root of these problems?
It seems that a lot of these problems are caused by greed.
I feel that many people know the capacity of the problems that greed encapsulates, so how can they allow themselves to be so greedy?
The question is: do they acknowledge the fact that they are now contributing to the worlds problems?
-So- how do you fight greed? I will acknowledge that money does provide a better life, but the greed in the world just sickening and unbearable. Its just sad.
I wish the world would change.
I wish the world was not such a painful place to live.
The truth is there are just so many people on this earth and we are all pursuing happiness. However, everyone's idea of happiness is different. THE SAD TRUTH IS to some SICK people, happiness is ruining other people's happiness. Happiness is putting a bomb off at one of our oldest traditions, the country's oldest marathon. To someone out there, this is happiness. Their happiness affects others in a negative way. To me, that is not happiness. Some people are just twisted for whatever reason, and the wreak havoc on the world in which we live. They make our space toxic. They are going backwards when everyone else is going forwards and minding their own business. If only everyone in the world could go in one direction: the direction of love. But most would think, upon hearing that request: That is not even possible. The definition of HOPE is to cherish a desire with anticipation. At this moment, I vow to always have hope and if you want to ridicule and belittle me, so be it. I am allowed to have hope just like someone else in this world is allowed to put a bomb off on one of the most joyous times in many people's lives. If they can be violently destructive, then why can't I be violently hopeful and loving? Please hold on this thought and think about it for today if you can. Thank you.
Libby Jonas
People will always have hardened hearts
for whatever reason.
Why do some people enjoy hurting other people; killing other people?
The animosity that goes on in this world is unbearable; unbreakable.
Jealousy, broken homes, broken hearts, corrupt governments are just a few of the reasons why people do heinous acts. The questions is how do we attack the root of these problems?
It seems that a lot of these problems are caused by greed.
I feel that many people know the capacity of the problems that greed encapsulates, so how can they allow themselves to be so greedy?
The question is: do they acknowledge the fact that they are now contributing to the worlds problems?
-So- how do you fight greed? I will acknowledge that money does provide a better life, but the greed in the world just sickening and unbearable. Its just sad.
I wish the world would change.
I wish the world was not such a painful place to live.
The truth is there are just so many people on this earth and we are all pursuing happiness. However, everyone's idea of happiness is different. THE SAD TRUTH IS to some SICK people, happiness is ruining other people's happiness. Happiness is putting a bomb off at one of our oldest traditions, the country's oldest marathon. To someone out there, this is happiness. Their happiness affects others in a negative way. To me, that is not happiness. Some people are just twisted for whatever reason, and the wreak havoc on the world in which we live. They make our space toxic. They are going backwards when everyone else is going forwards and minding their own business. If only everyone in the world could go in one direction: the direction of love. But most would think, upon hearing that request: That is not even possible. The definition of HOPE is to cherish a desire with anticipation. At this moment, I vow to always have hope and if you want to ridicule and belittle me, so be it. I am allowed to have hope just like someone else in this world is allowed to put a bomb off on one of the most joyous times in many people's lives. If they can be violently destructive, then why can't I be violently hopeful and loving? Please hold on this thought and think about it for today if you can. Thank you.
Libby Jonas
Not Again.
Today I am going to embrace what I have
All I have
I know there is more to come.
I know inherently in my mind that things will get better.
I don't want to stay in this coma for the rest of my life
I pray to G-d everyday that things will get better,
and I know they will.
I have a great amount of blessings.
I just wish it was easier.
But I know.. that nobody ever said it was going to be easy.
But who would have known that I would get knocked down so many times?
Who would have known that I would have such a soft heart so easily wounded?
I hope the wounds aren't permanent; hope they aren't scars.
I don't want to scarred up.
I have to save myself for the person that really matters-- not all these other flakes who try to waste my time.
I need to trust my instincts about people.
If I feel like they are going to hurt me, they probably will.
Some people are just careless and this is a fact.
Some people are self righteous and feel that they deserve a piece of someone else, namely me.
But they don't.
Only I can assert myself in this way, however.
I'm so giving is the truth.
Giving myself to basically anyone who asks.
I want to share what I have.
Everything I have.
Until it is all gone, and there is none left for me.
None left for my family
None left for my friends.
None left for the one who I will ultimately love.
This, however, will all be changing soon.
If you want me
You have to fight for me.
Otherwise, I'm not giving myself up.
People go to college for 6, 7, 8, sometimes 10 years-- so if it is me they want, they can be persistent and try for it.
Nobody is going to take me anymore.
I'm not giving up any pieces of myself.
No more.
All I have
I know there is more to come.
I know inherently in my mind that things will get better.
I don't want to stay in this coma for the rest of my life
I pray to G-d everyday that things will get better,
and I know they will.
I have a great amount of blessings.
I just wish it was easier.
But I know.. that nobody ever said it was going to be easy.
But who would have known that I would get knocked down so many times?
Who would have known that I would have such a soft heart so easily wounded?
I hope the wounds aren't permanent; hope they aren't scars.
I don't want to scarred up.
I have to save myself for the person that really matters-- not all these other flakes who try to waste my time.
I need to trust my instincts about people.
If I feel like they are going to hurt me, they probably will.
Some people are just careless and this is a fact.
Some people are self righteous and feel that they deserve a piece of someone else, namely me.
But they don't.
Only I can assert myself in this way, however.
I'm so giving is the truth.
Giving myself to basically anyone who asks.
I want to share what I have.
Everything I have.
Until it is all gone, and there is none left for me.
None left for my family
None left for my friends.
None left for the one who I will ultimately love.
This, however, will all be changing soon.
If you want me
You have to fight for me.
Otherwise, I'm not giving myself up.
People go to college for 6, 7, 8, sometimes 10 years-- so if it is me they want, they can be persistent and try for it.
Nobody is going to take me anymore.
I'm not giving up any pieces of myself.
No more.
Pain
Pain.
P
A
I
N
Pain is much like death.
Makes you not want to live.
Why would you want to live in pain?
In a world of pain
That breaks down everything
Like shattered glass
Surrounding your every thought
Like a forest.
A raincloud of desire
Bravo says the chorus of ecstasy
As it slips away . . .
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