Hey Hey

well i think it is compleatly fair to say i am dieing and i mean dieing of bordem
doing nothing sitting on my can i need to do somthing
i feel like im sitting on a jetpack waiting to blow just bust out
and its so annoying
im just ready to bounce and just leap outta the page and show people what i can do
but the issue is that like nobody wants to listen im stuck being fifteen so nobody respect my opinion i feel like im stuck just in this loop this cycle
idk...

Goodmornin

well its more of an afternoon but ohwell that is besides the point
i am rather bored today i have nothin to do and im just chillin doing school(bleh) but ohwell doesnt matter
nothing really all that cool happend today so i mean ohwell

Hey

For all of you who even read my poem(and i dont think you did so here is the link http://whatisay-darksideofme.blogspot.com/) i am not suicidal i dont know whats going to end up on the page only my emotions
i have to keep this short cuz i need to do 6 projects in a hour
i love you all have a good day

OYI

to all of you i am creating a new blog soley for my poetry go there if you would like to read some

Hey

just a couple of poems ive written so ya let me know what you think

So ive been out and about and i dont really have alot to say
because im scared whitless by the events of my day
its scary in its own little light
but then a question screamed in my ear
Why we fight?
its a question no easy answer
i love the things i do and im a prancer
i skip from place to place
constantly hiding my face
maybe you wont find me
or reconize me today
cuz god help me i dont want you to see me this way
not this feeling or this hurt inside
so alone in my room ill hide
you dont call me you leave me alone
i dont know what sin this punnishment atones


well goodjob congratz dad you did it again
you beat me in poetry it felt like a kick in the shin
then adding insult to injury you let me know that poetry
might not be the best thing for me
i dont know if im writting this for a reason
i dont know how long ill be in this season
and i know your reading this right now
so im asking you not to come and make me sit down
just read and let me finish my tale
on how i plan to break this spell
i have my hurts i have my pains
maybe they are all the same
the same issue same problem
with nightmares that you cant fathom
with horrors just waiting to unfold
and all the silent scars i have that remain untold
it doesnt matter its just life
and i got that one from you
you remember it right?
your tough and thats a fact
what is it with my obsession
of hiding where im at
i feel horrible all the time
and maybe ill never earn a dime
maybe i wont go to college
i wont get that job
i wont make all this money
that i thought off
so i guess its to time get off of
this high horse ive been sittin on
constantly tellin you how my day was the bomb
maybe ill come out
be honest
and be real
maybe then you can see
how i feel
i feel tired
hurt bashed bruised
and im not saying this as a ruse
i hurt i hurt like a dog
maybe its time to clear this fog
know what never mind
doesnt matter
have fun dad
keep going
never let that dream shatter





hey how are you guys im just peachy so ya
comment
let me know how your doin let me know by commenting love you all ttyl

My Friends

So im sorry i havnt been on my blog recently and that i havnt exactly been a faithful writer
So i beg your forgivness and i apologies in advance to all of you followers
Cuz you are now the topic of my blog (:
So i am going to break this up into sections of which friends are from which area
(Friends i see occasionally)
Josette
omg josette where do i start well she is cool sweet awesome epic fun loving and generally chill
i dont know alot bout josette simply cuz i havnt known her all that long but i do know that she loves
what she loves and she protects what she loves so i find absolutly no reason not to say
your epic and awesome oh little sidnote about josette i like pronouncing her name(Jo-Zet-a) just just she is
totally awesome and epic like that i love her like i love all of my friends
Audry
where to begin
audry you are funny quikry and quite hilarious when you are flusterd just completly and totally
you like wearing my black side hat that i gave you and in all honesty i think you look better than me in it
but lets see i met audry when i started doing Puppets and in all honesty she hated me
she was INLOVE and i mean INLOVE with this guy im not going to name names because she is already going to kill me but thats besides the point. ANYWAYS she was inlove with this guy who just really pissed me off at the time(we are a group of friends now so this story has a happy ending) so she hated me and thats just the ending truth but eventually once i proved i was just as good as the rest of them at puppets they gave up on it and thus we are friends
Leslie F
leslie... leslie leslie leslie(her reply YES WE KNOW MY NAME WHATS UR BLOODY POINT) lol i love leslie she is funny awesome epic cool sweet and pretty forgiving and if any of you know me then you know what i need alot and i mean alot of forgivness just because somtimes im a total and complete jackwad
but as for how we met well leslie right about now is*facepalm*ohwell moving on
i was hanging out at this highschool just chilling doing nothing when suddenly my friend and his ex(they wernt dating at the time but he sure as heck wanted 2 she was obsessed with a idiot but thats not important right now ) and a group of her friends come over and i forgot the reason but leslie(yep this leslie that im talking about) starts chasing me and i mean like a maniac a nut and in all honesty it was quite fun but then idk what happend next i forgot the night its kinda a blurr(one to many fifths of vodka know what i mean (: ) jk but anyways we didnt talk for almost 6 months when the friend that introduced us was txting her and said "hey you remember that girl that chased you around school" i was like ya and he said"im txting her right now"and i was like dude give me her number and so went life and it was how it was and well
alot of things went bad(all my fault and i can testify) ive done alot of stupid things since and i mean alot but leslie has thrown alot of it into the past and i thank her for that and i doubt she will even be reading this
but thanks leslie
Tommy
tommy tom toms uncle tommy
so many names
so little time ohwell might aswell make this count
tommy is epic and that is just a fact very few people are as awesome as tommy is tommy is just cool sweet awesome nice epic and just all around a nice guy i mean he is so epic he has this thing called tommy time and all the guys in youth group fight for who gets tommy time
you might find it boyish but we love tommy tommy is just cool like that and i love tommy
Becca
OMG becca becca becca becca
your nutz cool awesome eccentric amazing crazy wierd and 7 types of hyper
you write poetry you make these hecka funny videos that make me laugh in all honesty i dont know what i would do without friends like you that i can talk to and just  be completly open and honest with i need friends like you and im very glad i have friends like you that help me threw my life
Damaris
you are very much like ur sister becaa and i guess in its own right i feel kinda lame because i dont have any new to write cuz ur kinda just like ur sister and its really sad and i feel horrible that i have nothing else to write
(friends i have never met in person)
Destany
destany...this ones going to be long so ohwell
ive screwed up so so so so so so so somany times ive done you so many wrongs and i been wrong broken my promises and ive messed up whatt i should have left it couldve been better it shouldve been better i should have fixed it i should have i could have i had so many ways to fix things but i shut up because i think you dont want to hear what i have to say i think that if i ever open my mouth and mess up if i screw my chances if i make a mistake one mistake then its all over and i wont get another chance i feel so bad for everything ive done and i dont know how to fix it i feel like im broke and i keep playing the same game everytime and that ive done you more harm than good i say things but i dont know what im trying to say i dont know if my over all pourpose is what it should be i feel like im going in circles and that im not helping anybody idk idk anymore
so i beg your forgivness destany i beg your forgivness

Thats all i have to say today all i have to say for most of my week if you have poetry you wanna publish just send it to me and ill post it

I don't know what to put here... Forgive me?

I want to start by saying my name is Destany, and a few days ago David asked me to write for his blog. At first I was shocked, and then I was flattered.  David is an amazing writer, and it’s a privilege to write for him, So, Thank you David.

Next, I would like to say… I have no idea what to write here so I’m just making it all up as I go along. I could write something embarrassing like… I’m on my period and I have cramps really bad, But that wouldn’t be very nice now would it(: And I find it pretty amazing that I just wrote so much about having nothing to write about.

That being said, I would like to share a quote with you.

    “Do you want me to tell you something really subversive? Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why people are so cynical about it. It really is worth fighting for, being brave for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don't risk anything, you risk even more.” -Erica Jong

I don’t really have a reason for sharing this quote; other than I think it’s entirely true, and if I were brave enough, I might just live by it. Love really is great once you find it. I found it when I was least expecting, and where I least expected it. And I hate it. It’s the worst thing in the world. But it’s also the most amazing, most beautiful. If there was ever a regret I could not forget, it was the regret of not being with the one I love.

Don’t hold back.

All the love,

Destanyyy

...

Ok so today im going to kinda wing this one
i dont have a topic or a point to make today
so basically after i finish my thought im going to go down a line
hehe im so bad
so basically im going to write a poem and ill post the time i start and the time i finish

so im starting and the time is 11:55

so im starting this
not sure if i should have a certain willingness
to start this rythmn the way it should be
just cuz i mess with you doesnt mean
i should die go straight down that hole
to face all of the horrors that remain untold
my friend said once dont run it only hurts
but im running in full reverse
im shifting gears finishing this up
not really sure if im ment to be tough
not sure if my strength is enough
so you kill me leave me in the dust
because you figure im as worthless as dirt
but you dont know me or what im worth
well niether do i
i guess that point will die
i guess that is the meaning of life
there isnt one no silver lining
so im sitting on my bed crying
thinking what if im undying
what if this is my fate
for life to suck
maybe thats the trait
the point the meaning of this
that the meaning doesnt exist
its what we make its what we do
because im head over heals for you
so im nutz writing this now
but i guess its my time to bow out
cuz its tolate cuz its he you found
you found him and u ran to his arms
just know ill be waiting forlonging his tradgey
maybe this is what life is ment to be
pointless death
and worthless life
so im bowing out goodnight

How Do I Write Poetry

Well for starters.

Good morning, hope you all are having a wonderful weekend and I hope that you all shall have fun. Hanging out with friends family and whatever else you hangout with though abiet if it isnt any of those two
im not quite sure whats wrong with you but somthing is wrong cuz if you just hangout with your laptop all day you have issues ... oh wait thats me (:(:

But the topic of todays blog is a question I was asked just a couple days ago. How do I write poetry?

When i sit down and i hold that pen in my hand i dont really know whats going to end up on that paper
i try not to veiw things as words rythmns and beats. when i see a empty sheet of paper
to me its like the dancers unchoreographed song the painters empty canvas
i try not to think about word play i just write my emotions or whats right whats wrong how it effects me how it hurts me what i could have done what i should have done

and when i have emptied all of my emotions to a blackness of no emotion i can look at the paper smile correct everything have some fun then you have a poem

Very much like my friend Rebecca who sent me a poem and i liked it so much i decided screw the schedual im just gonna post her now so here it is which i have approprietly dubbed

Ninja Stars


You have no idea how powerful those words are
They cut at my heart like ninja stars
Yet even now at my most vulnerable state
at this moment of pain, knowing I must patiently wait
I think, 'no matter what we go through
I could never stop caring about you
You mean the world to me, you mean everything
You've given me wings to fly far away
To see things differently when the skies are gray
You always put yourself down and raise me high
But honestly, I'm the one who should barely look you in the eye
I've done you wrong, I've scarred you bad
And yet you love me, are you mad
Now these ninja stars you've anchored in my heart
Is the best thing that's ever happened to me
I'm telling you, they're the best part
I was trapped in my world of emotion and you've set me free
Free to hope, free to trust, free to cope with what I must
Free to know just what I want, free to throw my fears away
Free to tell you what I can't keep inside
I can't hide, I know I've lied
Maybe it's my pride that keeps my feelings so tied
I've told you I was scared
Scared of anything we could have shared
Now I come so unprepared
But I don't care 'cause I'm not scared
Not scared to show my feelings, not scared of what I want
Not scared to hear the words "I love you"
Not scared to say them back

So This is how its going down

Hey Everyone

So this is how its going

Fridays (excluding today) Will be a friday bombshell you can submit poems, short stories and even bigger stories in pieces. I will feature you along with a couple other people. Weather or not you would like me to disolve who you are I can just expell your name and have it copyrighted so no worries about it.

 

 

Wensdays are going to be Poetry High day

Wensdays will be saved simply for poetry submit and you will probably get in

I mean this blog is just starting so ya.

 

Monday is Its Not Me I Swear day i will rent out my blog to somone with a topic and let them use it to say whatever God has layed on there heart

 

And last but not the the pourpose of this blog is to get my friends out there, to help teenagers discover a way to harness the crap this world throws at them and point it somwhere harness the energy. Nolonger at themselves I love you all have a good day.

 

David Wilkins