ShadowFrost
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Hopeless
By. Sam
It seems to be whatever you do in life, it seems to be Hopeless, Hopeless dreams, Hopeless Fears, and Hopelessness surrounds us, within in the shadows and in ever alley that we walk by. It then that you realized that anyone who turned their back on you had found themselves defenseless, lost, and abandoned, those who had done you wrong, had wronged themselves, It is in those moments that your at your worst, you feel dead, not outside, but in the inside, you feel the pain of someone twisting a knife in your stomach, but the knife is non-existent, it is then that you know all you can do is leave, leave the people and things that had abandoned you behind, hoping not to return. Those who had done you good, you speak, and socialize with, the others, you wish for them to be in a black abyss, Hoping not to return, hoping, they feel of what you feel, knowing you cannot express what you feel to them, knowing you’ll end up getting hurt if you do and you feel, without hope, hopelessness again. At night you wish to die, not in reality but mentally, you wish to die off the parts of you that still believe those others will still be good for you, but yet that never happens. It is not yet a time in our lives where we feel without sadness, but to have this much, all the time, it pains you, it tortures you, and yet, have some people not have the decently to understand do they not have the guts to help you, no they have neither, it also gives you the feeling of hopelessness. It makes us seem that we are not that of a great generation but of a generatation of confusion, hurtfulness, and hopelessness. We are to many a hopeless generation. So what do you do with all of that added up, do you runaway, stay and feel the burning pain of the other or do you ignore it, you can only ignore something for so long, before it takes over, and ruins your life, what will you do?
[That was what I wrote at a very sad point in my life]
A Girl
By. Sam
Once Upon a time there was a girl, someone everyone knew, but had chose to forget, A girl who had been believe in trust and found sanction in a few people, a few she called “Friends” They always promised to be friends. This girl was a girl of hope, threw her sadness and distrust. A girl no one had truly known, someone that had been trustworthy but truly never trusted, at first she did trust, trusted what they had told her, soon life went from dream to reality, she realized, to make it threw this world you have to be alone, trust yourself, never truly trust another, live by your own code, not the ones others made for you. She fallowed that, soon the few “Friends” she had, tried to make her take sides, soon, she realized this wasn’t a choice to make, she wasn’t going to make a choice, and left, she left her respect for them, and the others, This girl is a girl of Misfortune, Mistrust, she had been abused mentally and physically, by many people, she had learned over time, no one can be a friend, no on will be there with you forever, after you leave high school, you lose contacts, never to see the person again, the person who had made you have laughs, and tears burning in your eyes, someone who had been a haven to you, but had also make your world crumble under you, she truly knows what life is, I am a first hand person to this.
[Another Sad time in my life]
A girl [Part two]
A girl, a girl who had been,
Broken, beaten, left, alone, hurt, angered, un-loved, mistreated.
But still has the courage to wake up in the morning to a hopeless world. Knowing when she wakes up she will be knocked down, and told her dreams are useless.
A girl that is..
Hurt, but strong, always up for a challenge, someone who never gives in, but always has the feeling to give up.
Yet she walks out of the door in the morning, knowing when she gets to school, she’ll be torn.
A girl who feels…
Heart-Broken, but still has the passion to feel love, She trys to hide her fears behind a laugh, hoping know one knows it’s a duscuise.
Then when she comes home, she goes to her room avoiding her past, and future
She is a girl who at night..
Dreams of a way to escape, but never believes she’ll find it.
[Part two]
By. Sam
It seems to be whatever you do in life, it seems to be Hopeless, Hopeless dreams, Hopeless Fears, and Hopelessness surrounds us, within in the shadows and in ever alley that we walk by. It then that you realized that anyone who turned their back on you had found themselves defenseless, lost, and abandoned, those who had done you wrong, had wronged themselves, It is in those moments that your at your worst, you feel dead, not outside, but in the inside, you feel the pain of someone twisting a knife in your stomach, but the knife is non-existent, it is then that you know all you can do is leave, leave the people and things that had abandoned you behind, hoping not to return. Those who had done you good, you speak, and socialize with, the others, you wish for them to be in a black abyss, Hoping not to return, hoping, they feel of what you feel, knowing you cannot express what you feel to them, knowing you’ll end up getting hurt if you do and you feel, without hope, hopelessness again. At night you wish to die, not in reality but mentally, you wish to die off the parts of you that still believe those others will still be good for you, but yet that never happens. It is not yet a time in our lives where we feel without sadness, but to have this much, all the time, it pains you, it tortures you, and yet, have some people not have the decently to understand do they not have the guts to help you, no they have neither, it also gives you the feeling of hopelessness. It makes us seem that we are not that of a great generation but of a generatation of confusion, hurtfulness, and hopelessness. We are to many a hopeless generation. So what do you do with all of that added up, do you runaway, stay and feel the burning pain of the other or do you ignore it, you can only ignore something for so long, before it takes over, and ruins your life, what will you do?
[That was what I wrote at a very sad point in my life]
A Girl
By. Sam
Once Upon a time there was a girl, someone everyone knew, but had chose to forget, A girl who had been believe in trust and found sanction in a few people, a few she called “Friends” They always promised to be friends. This girl was a girl of hope, threw her sadness and distrust. A girl no one had truly known, someone that had been trustworthy but truly never trusted, at first she did trust, trusted what they had told her, soon life went from dream to reality, she realized, to make it threw this world you have to be alone, trust yourself, never truly trust another, live by your own code, not the ones others made for you. She fallowed that, soon the few “Friends” she had, tried to make her take sides, soon, she realized this wasn’t a choice to make, she wasn’t going to make a choice, and left, she left her respect for them, and the others, This girl is a girl of Misfortune, Mistrust, she had been abused mentally and physically, by many people, she had learned over time, no one can be a friend, no on will be there with you forever, after you leave high school, you lose contacts, never to see the person again, the person who had made you have laughs, and tears burning in your eyes, someone who had been a haven to you, but had also make your world crumble under you, she truly knows what life is, I am a first hand person to this.
[Another Sad time in my life]
A girl [Part two]
A girl, a girl who had been,
Broken, beaten, left, alone, hurt, angered, un-loved, mistreated.
But still has the courage to wake up in the morning to a hopeless world. Knowing when she wakes up she will be knocked down, and told her dreams are useless.
A girl that is..
Hurt, but strong, always up for a challenge, someone who never gives in, but always has the feeling to give up.
Yet she walks out of the door in the morning, knowing when she gets to school, she’ll be torn.
A girl who feels…
Heart-Broken, but still has the passion to feel love, She trys to hide her fears behind a laugh, hoping know one knows it’s a duscuise.
Then when she comes home, she goes to her room avoiding her past, and future
She is a girl who at night..
Dreams of a way to escape, but never believes she’ll find it.
[Part two]
