30 sad quotesSad Quotes~I don't run from you, I walk away slowly, and it kills me , 'cause you don't care enough to stop me.~When you walk away, I count the steps that you take.~"I love you" is eight letters long, but then again so is "bullshit".~I wish I had saved all the tears you made me cry, so I could fucking drown you in them.~Who do you turn to, when the only person in the world who can stop you from crying, is the one making you cry?~I run in the rain, so that nobody can see my tears.~Maybe when he broke my heart, he forgot I could feel.~They say that loving you is my biggest mistake.But how can it be wrong if it feels so right?If I ever make a mistake,It's not that I love you
It's thinking that someday you'll love me too.~Giving up doesn't always mean you're weak, sometimes it just means that you're strong enough to let go.~The saddest thing in the world, is loving someone who used to love you.~Pain doesn't hurt
when it's all you've ever felt.~My heart was taken
Unsaid truths and spoken hateunsaid truths and spoken hate will forever be how I remember you.I won't remember your petiteand deliciously sweet smile.I won't remember the nervous way you'd embrace meas though my open arms might be retracted at any moment.I won't remember your kindnesswrought from a belief you deservednone of what life had been willingto bless upon you.I won't remember how I nearly lovedevery little part of youfrom your crooked smirkto your large handsmolded perfectly to fit in mine.I will remember your cowardiceyour fear of the possibility of my love.I will remember your lieswhispered sweetly to mein that empty library of how you thought we could last together.I will remember all the embittered and loving words which choked me as you forcedsuch hat
Batman Batman I can't fly, I'm not a man made of steel I'm just out here, waging a one man war
What I Can't HaveI wanted wings To wrap me gently In such a wondrously beautiful embraceAmongst the stars and angelsSo I delicately ripped flightFrom the butterflies surrounding my windowIn the hopes they could fly me away.I wanted to feel loved To feel the doting heat Of a lovers breath on my neckAnd grasp on my heartSo I kissed the sunAnd held it ever so gentlyAgainst my breast tillIt burned me awayAnd I could reminisce in its loving burn.I wanted to be wholeWithout flaw Without ugly bones to trap my soulWithout a lifeSo desperately wantingEverything it could never have or beSo I embraced the seasSubmerged my entirety My being Letting its infinity ConsumeAll that would be left of me,Till I could only Wash among its waves
I once was a galaxy~ A PoemI once was a galaxy, But then I fell from the sky, I landed on the ground, And I tried not to cry Everybody laughed, When they saw me they would scream, They said I was an alien, And a girl caught in her dreamsA few Fridays later, There were no stars in my hair, There were no nebulas in my eyes, But I couldn't really care But one fateful day, Someone saw through my lies, They saw me through a telescope, Suddenly galaxies were in my eyes From that day forward, I never gave in,I would reach for the stars, And be the best galaxy I've ever been
Named after youAt times I liketo sit in a world of my ownand observesomehow selfishly,hours go byuntouched. I drive my mind crazy,late at night readingbetween the linesof a careless note,late at night waitingfor the inevitablewrong answer. At times I liketo get lost in illusions of closeness,when everything outsideis unbearably cold. And I wake up tired,always on the verge of unfinished thoughts,almost balancing the uncertaintyon the bridge of my nose. At times I liketo whisper out loud my thanksfor the light and the dark,let the sound fadeas all the scars on my soulnamed after you.
RetrospectionWe beg for mercy,to be pardonedof a sin not ofour own volition;to escape whathaunts the mindthrough dreamsand distorted images.There is an escape,but it seems far-fetched,and it only leadsto further damnation.Breaking the silencewith a subtle scream;still the heart isshattered with memories.-Brian ShuffettJuly 11th, 2010
There's a god on my streetThere's a god on my streetglorious and radiantblind and crippled begging for loose change.Everyday I drop him four quartersPing Ping Ping Pingthey sound in god's cupand I'm sure they ringlike mellifluous bells for the world to hearfrom my disgusting street.However I don't stay with this godnor does he stay with mehe stays on this streetthis street is his homeand my home is elsewhereaway from such a disgraceful hovel.There's a god on my streethowever once I leave himhe will not see mehe sees nothing at all does nothing at allliving of the four glorious pingswhich I bless upon him.There's a god on my streetstarving and barea god which has nothing to live for.No one will bless his nameas he passes as he criesas crawlsas he
WhalesThere once was a whale named Whalson.He liked to swim.He swam a lot.Unfortunately he lost his pod.That's the last we ever heard form Whalord.