Time flies away
It has been two years since I said goodbye,
Memories are distant but still alive,
Looking at old photographs with tears down my face,
Life without you has a part of me erase.
I remember your warm touch, laugh, your gleaming smile,
Your sense of humour, kind heart, unique style.
Frail hands, red rosy cheeks, sparkling eyes,
Your passing was a heart breaking and unforgettable demise.
You’re always in my thoughts, always in my heart,
You may be up in heaven but we’ll never be far apart.
I miss you more than ever, I think you each day,
Appreciate every second, time flies away.
When moments become memories,
The present becomes the past,
When my surroundings become sheer evidence of my existence,
As I question my abilities and my morals.
I will remember you.
When young seeds flourish and grow,
When the old ones wilt and die.
When all my hopes and dreams fail to have prospects,
I will remember how you told me
not to worry about the future.
It takes care of itself.
Or when mean Prince Charming’s shatter my heart
and my one true prince pieces it back together again,
I’ll hear your voice telling me to take care of my heart,
because I only have one.
I’ll always remember how you told me
“not to sweat the little things”
and that although the seasons will gradually change,
they will always come back again.
That time is a great healer. So is love.
And that even if you are not present in my arms, You are always in my heart.
Not a day shall pass without me thinking of you.
Because real love is something that will never disappear. You taught me that.
You are my teacher. My angel. My love.
BY VALERIE MCHUGH
It felt like a million miles separated us that night
You dropped the bombshell
You’d finally decided to go through with it
My heart, it shattered
In that moment I knew I was about to lose the one person I could trust with my life
I never thought it would happen
You’d spoke about it for a while now
But being a stupid person I didn’t believe you
Now how was I supposed to react?
I had found my best friend
The distance kept me from helping
Even my words would never be enough
You had never listened to my reassurance that you were beautiful perfect
No one should treat you this way
Pushed you to this decision
Your words had made me feel myself again
Life for me is not bad
But it’s far from easy
My parents are not mad
My Brothers aren’t sleazy
But inside us all we want to let out
The secrets that holds us deep down
No matter how much you scream and shout
All you can do is not frown
I am happy that’s no joke
But I can’t tell my friends
Everyone else they can tell any folk
But me until I leave there is no end
What I always say is no matter the secret
That eventually the roots will show
That you find out you can’t keep it
In the end everyone will know
But apart from that I’m good
It is fine
Life is the way it should
And truthfully I love mine.
Hurt you can be put back in your place
Then never shout out the pain and angry you feel inside
When people won’t give you the time of day cause you’re not a certain type of way
In today society the idea of being different is promoted
When it comes to being different u are looked down on
When u can’t fight back to being judged
The only other option is to fight the only people who love and actually care for you the most
But that must be the circle of life
We should all be happy,
Take no heed of any negativity,
We should all create rainbows,
Butterflies and watermelons in our heads,
I know its hard but we’ll try our best,
We’ll support each other and do our best,
If you see someone crying,
Give them a hug,
Make us all happy,
Be fun, Be spun!
MANDATORY PRISON SENTENCE
Being sixteen only 3 years in to a 5 year stint
in the maximum security of these walls
No chance of parole and barred windows
you can see where the confusion lies paid overseers
here to kill creativity having to pay the price for your originality
if it works for him it most work for you
this is why im glad im almost done my term in school
Some words are forever
When the call you “fat”, even if then you have lost weight, every time you will look in the mirror those voices will come back in your mind.
They will look at you, maybe thinking about how beautiful you became, but you will look at them, still worrying if they think you’re fat.
Maybe one day you will understand that when you grow up it doesn’t actually matter if you’re fat or not, but you will never be okay with yourself.
And, maybe, one day you will find someone that makes you feel loved for what you are, but there will always be moments when you feel sad, and you start to think about your life and yourself and what you don’t like about them, and you will think again about that time, years and years before, when someone used that terrible three-letter word to describe you.
So, guys, THINK about what you say, CHOOSE well the words, because they can scar someone forever.
“Act like a adult” yet treated like a kid,
expectations are high, yet results are low,
life as a teen is one big contradiction,
the people above say they will help,
but they are just buzzards waiting to pick at your remains,
everyone says it is just attitude but it is really battle scars
of life that no one sees
no one escapes the battle,
no one is spared.
I feel like there are many people in this world thinking of ending it.
Even while I type this someone may have died or may have just ended their own life.
And then there’s people complaining that they don’t have money
to shop or don’t have enough clothes and want more.
There are so many different types of situation but we don’t recognize them.
We don’t see the hurt in people we only see what they want us to see.
The fact people want to end their life is so heart-breaking.
They think they are alone but only if they knew they weren’t.
How do the bullies feel know that they did this that they upset someone
so much to make want to kill themselves.
Why do they still get to life? They did this…
I’m not saying they should commit suicide because that is a horrible thing to say,
I’m just saying that it’s not fair how they are happy living knowing what they did.
They suffered for so long and now there family is suffering.
Why is the world like this?
Some say Eve should never have eaten that apple from the tree
and everyone will be good but bad is in the world now
and we can’t change it or we won’t change it.
We should just take into consideration that words hurt everything hurts
people just in different ways.
Sticks and stone may break your bones but names will never hurt you….
Sticks you can break if you think you can break it.
Stones you can dodge if you belie you are fast enough
but words can’t be forgotten and can’t be dodged or taken back.
We need to think about this. We need to stop the suffering.
Just because your down…
So just because your down doesn’t mean someone hurt you
Some times its not even you that made you like this
Sometimes it’s a flipin parasite living in side
It seems like the only way to escape is to obey it
Because it took the reality out of your first, it was a trap.
And the thing that gets to you most is you have to keep it to yourself
’cause everyone will think your overeacting
Well your not normal, your unique and beautiful, a piece of art
but not anything parasite calls you.
‘Cause you got to win back whats real
and whats real is your beautiful and beauty deserves life.
Sometimes people annoy me
when people starred at me
when i’m walking
I’m like what are you looking at
like do you want a picture like
right I know I have a disability
but you don’t need to remind me
I do that myself thank you very much
but I get with it like other people get on with other stuff.
The Point is?
What is the point of life if we are all insignificant, and unable to change anything that is wrong with the world. And if everyone is insignificant, then what is significant?
And you said that the Paris attacks are on everyone’s mind. What is the point of being scared of anything? That’s not going to change it. And if you are going to be scared of something, be scared of something significant. Compare the amount of people killed in, say, car accidents to terrorist attacks in the past year. But who’s scared of a car? That’s right. Nobody. So I choose to laugh at what others cry at, I choose to laugh instead of cry.
And apart from that, I think It’s just funny that something X hundred miles away could scare you over here. I mean… You’re not going to die yet, and certainly not as a result of a terrorist attack. Look at the statistics.
I love saying that, “You’re not going to die”. Because it’s going to be true, whoever you tell it to, unless it’s not. And they can’t complain if it’s not, because they’ve died.
I am a stupid, delusional, borderline retarded attention
seeking overweight ugly male from the west of Ireland
who is living in a house with a 9 year old sister
who can’t see past the end of her own nose when it comes to sustainability,
and parents splitting up because they forgot to wear a condom
and tried to keep their mistake – based relationship going on for too long.
I am suicide obsessed.
a mental illness based hypochondriac.
in a relationship with the most amazing person I have ever met.
stuck in a self hatred loop.
I am in desperate need of something to take me away from myself
that I won’t get addicted to, or sent to jail for partaking in.
I am aware that I already stated this,
but I am a HUGE attention seeker. If anything at all happens in my life, I tout it to everyone at a vastly exaggerated impact.
I am aware that I use sketchy humour to cover up how I really feel, but I wont stop.
World peace has yet to be achieved.
That’s a statement that sounds absolutely ridiculous to me.
In 2015 we have phones smarter than humans, robots, hover boards, y
et we do not have world peace. I think it could be easily achieved;
all governments make the decision of coming together, to co-operate,
to be honest and truthful.
We are on this earth to maintain a world you would be proud to call your own.
War has not ceased.
Many people are purposefully oblivious to the unsettled lives of many people.
Me, myself am a bit of a hypocrite as I could not tell you who the last to bomb who was.
I do not know the specifics but I know that what’s going on isn’t right.
Yet as I say that I think it’s very hard to find out
what is really going on as everything is contorted,
twisted by the media to put certain people in certain lights.
You can’t trust any of the newspapers, magazines,
leaders or political parties as all they care about is power and wealth.
They are not the ones calling the shots; they are the spokespeople,
told what to do by a voice in their ear.
Bribed and tempted by money and power.
People’s lives need to be put first, instead of people’s power.
People say villains can’t have happy endings.
A villains happy ending could be completely different to someone else’s.
A happy ending doesn’t necessarily have to be a happy, just what you want.
There’s such thing as bad endings too, but bad endings are only sad if you see them that way.
The way you see an ending varies for everyone.
Some may see it as good, others as bad.
Someone who had taken their own life, others would have seen it as a tragic passing of someone who didn’t deserve to go yet. Who could’ve been helped and was living a hard life.
The person who would have killed themselves saw it as a way out.
What they wanted.
Their escape to freedom.
Their happy ending.
Your happy ending doesn’t matter to anyone else, but yourself.
It just has to be what you want.
Lies are told that people won’t stop believing.
Like sheep left out on a plain
Nobody stops to check who’s leading.
They run in circles, following each other.
Mindless. Proceeding in a blunder.
The sad truth.
its quiet at night
A Million Pieces
as he pretended not to see her,
as he walked away with another girl,
the tears ran down her face.
She felt her heart break into a million pieces again,
The one person she trusted, gone
She wipes away he tears,
Fixes her mascara and,
Holds her head up high
why? to show she is stronger than that.
Gone is the fun we use to have,
Gone is the songs we use to sing,
All gone because cancer is eating you alive,
Seeing it eat you away and make your days shorter,
Your body slowly fading away,
Seeing the pain your in makes me in pain,
But soon it will all be gone too,
But my love for you is never gone.
So tell me the happy middle,
And the very happy start.
Yet I do not feel
They spill at every occasion
I don’t know how to stop
They dry and go away
Growing up wasn’t easy,
Even though I’m only sixteen,
Broken bones will repair,
But broken souls will only despair.
Being humiliated in front of your so-called friends,
They don’t give a dam,
“It’s only a laugh” they said,
But deep down they knew I was dead,
It’s being 12 months since I was there,
But that’s only quarter of how long it was there,
To scared to tell,
To scared to think it was happening to me,
“Bullying is hard to pin down”,
Whata fool, he knew from the start,
He could have put it to the grave,
But instead he dug a hole for himself.
She is outgoing, I am shy.
She loves, I am alone.
She is amazing, I am unknown.
THE 1916 Rising
To the GPO the British did come against the Irish fighting for their freedom.
The streets of Dublin rip to a shred as I kneeled down and put my hands on my head.
People looting and stealing from shops they had all sorts of things