Optimistic

Optimism isn't apreciated,

Until you know you cannot feel that way.

Optemism is harder to put on than it is to feel.

Hardly ever a person knows,

How hard it is to be opemistic,

When you feel no such thing.

You may put on a smile,

And laugh 'till you cry,

But in the end,

You feel like you want to die.

Insdie and out and your day never gets better.

At the moment you feel as if you want to cry,

Nothing ever gets better that day.

At the moment you feel like there's nothing in life,

Nothing ever gets better that day.

At the moment you feel withered and old,

nothing gets better that day.

Until you see that smile,

That'll light up your face.

Without knowing it,

Poring your heart out.

Trying not to cry

overcome with emotion

It feels so good

once you've let it all out

And you start to wonder

why you havent told anyone before

Walking home smiling,

After your conversation.

You walk in to the house

Smiling.

Optimistic.

Once more.

Life

What did I ever do,

To make you

Into this Beast of Hatred you call you. 

I gave you everything you needed.

I gave you life.

I gave you breath,

Even when you took it form me.

It seems I have no choice in the matter,

Of what you do anymore.

You push me around.

And I was helpless against it.

You beat me.

Black,

Blue,

And Purple.

The color of my skin changes.

Each time you touch my skin.

That's what I think of.........

What I feel........ 

But I'm not helpless anymore.

I was crippled against your will before,

But now your crippled by Karma.

Now it's my turn for revenge. 

To push you like you pushed me.

To hit you were it already hurts.

Feel my pain.

I've made us both realize,

That revenge isn't good.

'Cause in the end,

You just hurt yourself.

Prevail through the challenges

That life lays out for you.

Life is like a big game

Unfair and uncertain. 

We prevailed together,

And now you want to treat me right.

But now I'm leaving.

Going to someone appreciated me more,

Before I was gone.

Things are just crazy,

When you realize how screwed up life really is.

Things go beyond your control.

And life doesn't go they way you wish.

But now that I realize it......

I wouldn't change my life.

All my trials and tribulations, 

Make me who I am today.

All my pain and grief of loss,

Makes me appreciate things before they are gone.

All my life to live,

Learning to forgive.

Forget those who cause pain,

'Cause if I don't they'll always reign,

And rule my life.

Bend  it to their means. 

But I'm here,

Writing this poem.

Telling you,

Back up off my life.

Out my face,

And out of my business. 

Cause I'm the only one who runs my mind.

I'm the only one who tempts my Fate.

I'm the only one who runs my Life.

Flames

Flames licking at my skin,
Lighting me from within.

My brain wandering,

Are the flames are metaphorical?

Or are my questions rhetorical?

Why am I burning?

Why is my heart hurting?

What did I do,

To feel such pain?

I know I’m insane,

In a really funny way.

Can someone help me?

Can anyone hear me?

Save me from the fire.

Please, they’re climbing higher

I think I see you………….

Jumping through the fire and flames.

Trying to save my life.

Saving me from the flames,

That hurt like a knife.

Questions

Doth I not stand,

Upon my own two feet?

Strong like a lioness,

Kinder than thee?

My heart doth never yield,

To the liars that try fool me.

They steep themselves,

In the filth of their guilt.

Doth I not bleed,

Like our Mundo?

Our Nature?

Our Mother Earth?

Doth I not feel?

Laugh?

Hate?

Love?

Cry?

Aren't I not human also?

Am I so different,

From the human race?

Doth I naught bleed,

The same red blood?

Do you honestly think,

That I bleed blue?

Behind my endless questions,

Is there any philosophical sense?

Is anything I say,

More than just words?

Do they mean a single thing?

Or are these words......

My words.......

Just Questions?