Taking my struggles, hardships, a plain old shitty moments, and using them to my advantage. Something I've learned to do with ease. I like to look on the bright side of things, and this poem is supposed to show that. Its old and not my best but I still l


~ In the end

It's the roads I avoided
the silent voices I exploited
the smallest warnings I ignored
and that hurt me in the end.

It's the friends I pushed away,
and the hearts I let decay
because I was to shallow.
And that hurt me in the end.

Remember when I suffered in silence?
In the end it still hurts.
Remember when we rejected guidance?
In the end it still hurts.
And my memories of hurt have made me strong.
And the pain I once felt has made me move on.

I've made mistakes before,
I'm not sure why,
But I made them and I'm living
so I know I won't cry.
My past has built knowledge that I use everyday,
and when I wake up in the morning I know I'm OKAY.




Poetry by OHMAN! it ' s lisa
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Written on 2007-01-20 at 02:20

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Tori
OH MAN LISA!

just to let you know,
you're an AWESOME writer!
and i LOVE all of yours!

keep it uuppp :D
2007-01-21


Tori
OHMAN LISA! you found me already :o

just to let you know,

you're and AMAZING writer!

and i LOVE all of yours so far!

keep it up ;D
2007-01-21


Tori
OHMAN LISA! you found me already :o

just to let you know,

you're and AMAZING writer!

and i LOVE all of yours so far!

keep it up ;D
2007-01-21