Few poems

[sliidz]

i love poetry and usually write it when im mad or sad....

Thousands of eyes
Sit in the still night
We hear of the cries
Yet we we don't bring them light
instead we ignore with pride
Although we should be the ones to hide

To fear the dead
To see the red
Not of us
But the generations ahead

Light has no existence in here
Except over there
Yet over there isn't a sell
We call it hell

Poetry is from the heart n mind
From left to right to front to behind
To thought to action
From heart to passion

Hatred is a mistake
Forgiveness is fake
Thinking is key
Through this war you started with me.

[sliidz]

Life is a fight. You try and try and try again but you always lose. The reason why you lose is because you never know what your fighting. The answer is your fighting yourself...

You are stronger with your weaknesses, you are wiser with your failures. You ARE NOT PERFECT, You learn to become perfect.