A/N Ok i wasn't going to add my poems but i think it will be great to get my feels out there, so no judging it more for me then anyone else. I am having a hard time with life, just like everyone else, writing is my way of expressing my self so here is one of my poems i wrote last night it doesn't have a name yet but if you have an idea comment and i might just make you idea my titlle so there you go and i am not sure if these are what some consider peoms but to me they are so enjoy there will also be short stories mixed in about me obviously so thanks also please comment
Tears streaming
Mind racing
Heart thumping
World crashing
And yet the world turns
As if my life didn’t just get pulled from beneath me and shook up and dropped back down
as if I was a pile of leaves that was meant to be raked through the yard
piled up
only to be scattered once again
some of me being picked up and carried off
the wind taking me where it pleases
then drops me leaving someone else to rake me back up and deal with the mess
but without the rest of me to pile up I won’t be the same just another jumbled mess
who is there to sort me out
is there anyone to reform me and shake me up
into a new form? I wonder as a sit surrounded by others like me and that is when you plucked me up and transformed me the best you could
turning me into a different pile
one with new colors
new and old friends drifting in
from here and there I travel
but thanks to the you that someone who raked me up
I am able to travel by the wind and hold my self together
and if I fail I am prepared to shake the wind and my fears
to reform my pile I call life
to live it to where its full and overflows with colors
to laugh
to love
to cry
to hold
and to survive
and with another gust of wind
i am blown away into a different pile where you sit waiting for me
To help me reform to help me love and most importantly
To survive
this jumbled mess we call life
