lovewhat is love?love by runt32a
what does mysterious things does love hold in its mysterious leadins of life?
It can't feed you in any way physically.
So why do we need it?
When it can just destroy us,
Love kills so many, but saves others at the same time.
It causes so much pain, but makes so many feel so alive.
Love saves one life, but yet it takes another.
It can bring you to life or eat you alive from the inside out.
At times it's magical, at others it's torture and painful.
So many fear it and run from it, while other embrace it and dive in its mysterious leadins.
It brings so much joy and happiness, when it doesn't bring sorrow and the verge of tears changing to blood.
What is love?
The emotion others make you feel?
The afection and acceptance you give others?
Or is it possabile something more?
The cause of you pain, or the cause of your joy.
Your reason of life or your reason of death?
The ties and bonds you can't seem to break?
The lies you see through to be with the one you love?
What is love?
untitledYears are long while life is short.untitled by runt32a
Things are said but not always meant.
Colors are hidden between black and white.
Poetry is written but not always read.
Planets go round while we stand still.
Emotions are felt but not always shown.
Things are thought but not always said.
Walls are built but not always broken.
Some are seen while misunderstood.
Some feel trapt and can't see the escape.
Some see fantacy but never reality.
Some are scared and feel like breaking,
But try to stay strong and move on.
Some stand still while time goes on.
Some open themselves to the world and forget about themselves.
While others close themselves from the world and forget about the world.
But yet we all need love and comfort.
Life is cold and hard but yet it is amazing and breath taking.
Some don't realize what they have until it's gone.
Life can be so complicating and yet so simple.
Time never stops for anyone but it slows down for everyone.
Heard..Your the adultHeard.. by runt32a
I'm the child
Your the elder
and I'm the young
You may speak
While I have no say
You are known
While I'm unheard
But in time that will change
In time I will be heard
And you will have to listen
You are the adult
And I'm the child
But in time I will be the adult
And you will be the elder
I will be heard
And you will be forgotten
My time will come
When yours is gone
In time you will die
And I will be elder
In time the next young will rise and be heard
By the hour in day
I will be forgotten
and the next young will be heard
And by that dayin life I shall understand
You will be gone and so shall I be too
Before I am I may question
"Are you proud of?" "Can you hear me"
Within that time we shall be gone
And leave the world to the next generation
To the kings and queens that may be unheard now
But will lead the countries later
The InsaneThrow your knivesThe Insane by runt32a
And stab me again
Make me bleed
for your pleasure once more
But I'll rise again
In the end
Call me immortal
If you please
When I'm only human
Ask why I won't stay down
No matter how many times
You cut me down
I'll say it's cause
I pick enough pieces
To stand and rise above this
You can call me insane
And I'll just stand there
And say if I'm insane then
What does that make
The one who tries to
Kill the insane
I may bleed
But I won't let that stop me
The broken glass may hurt me more
But I'll still pick them up
And put them back together
To rise above you and this