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Everyone Needs A Little Bit Of Love

03:30 Jun 18 2009
Times Read: 554


I'm and idiot,

Losing my mind.

Just sitting here

Letting the days go by.

No luck on my search.

Of trying to find

Somebody to love.

I person I can call mine.

But I'm losing it.

Im going insane.

And I can't wait,

I can't wait for the day

For me to feel like,

Like everything will be okay.

But someday.

I'll be happy you'll see.

And I'll feel like I am finaly complete.


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therealthing
therealthing
03:58 Jun 18 2009

Hey, saw your journal post and wanted to respond. First, you are not an idiot. You want what most humans want, or what they are taught to want.

............................................................................................................ Actually , only you can make yourself happy, and loved. It must start with you. You are on a spiritual journey and anything physical or emotional is temporary and not why you are really here.

If you do find someone to share it with, that is a bonus, but you can not base your whole life and happiness on love.

Everything will be okay, when you are okay with you. If you want to talk, feel free to shout out at me.

Have a good one.





LordDrarnus
LordDrarnus
18:16 Jul 07 2009

I've felt this before, Very powerful words.....





 

Friends

22:43 Jun 12 2009
Times Read: 563


Running fastly through a field.

Trying to find something as a shield.



Her heart beast at a rapid pace.

As she hides under covers to keep her safe.



The rain dropping, loud and quick.

She finds a locked door she cannot pick.



He shut her out in the cold.

But to her this is something old.



Running again she turns the corner.

Then her face was filled with horror.



He let her go no longer friends.

How log will it be till her heart mends?



As the days go by, now she knows.

Life's probably better with her on her own.


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Free

17:44 Jun 06 2009
Times Read: 577


The walls spin,

Everywhere around me.

Am I,

Going crazy?



Head turning,

In circles.

Strike a match,

Watch the sparkle.

Let it burn,

And light a candle.



Break my heart,

Sweep it up,

Into a pile,

Just for it to be thrown away.



Catch my trears,

As they fall.

To form a puddle,

Of pain and fear.



Look and see my face.

Catch my anger in your eyes.



Spreading my wings to fly.

To fly away and soar through the sky.

Nothing to bother me,

Or to rip apart my heart.

Free at last,

of Everything.


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DarkFeline
DarkFeline
06:55 Jun 08 2009

I love your poetry!





therealthing
therealthing
04:07 Jun 18 2009

Hun, you put way too much in emotions. It isn't that you shouldn't have them, just don't let them rule you.

As far as fear goes. Well, there is nothing to fear but fear itself, it is a thief of opportunity.

As for pain, well that is a deep and long subject. Suffice it to say that humans feel pain it is because they chose it as a reaction to something. So, once you know that you no longer have to choose pain as the response. No matter what the situation you can choose to remain calm and ponder what your response should be. Sometimes it is that you should pity someone when they are mean. For they are truely the one hurting. You must have understanding. See past your pain, go deeper into what is the real meat here.

Also, on the subject of pain. there are all kinds, physical, emotional, spiritual, etc... It is up to you how you will respond.

Also, pain can have pleasure in it, and well as some pleasure having pain. Childbirth is a good example of pleasure in the pain.

As for freedom, well that is another deep subject and freedom has many kinds and facets to it. I am willing to be trapped in my body in order to learn in this realm. Therefore I am not free in that sense, and it is willing. Sometimes it takes more power to submit, than to dominate. But there must always be a balance. So, freedom in our minds to create or express ourselves is a true freedom in deed. So, freedom is complicated.

Anyway, hope I helped.

=]





leanngreenfreakshow
leanngreenfreakshow
23:44 Aug 05 2009

wow. I like your poetry





 

Sleep

17:41 Jun 06 2009
Times Read: 578


Scented smoke rises into the air,

Thunder crashes loudly

As rain droplets pelt the outdoors.

Sitting back trying to relax,

Wishing to stumble into a slumber.

My music plays in the background

While I scribble my thoughts.

Wishing that I never developed this fear.

This fear causing me to be extremely confused,

Leaving me to do nothing but wonder what shall I do.

Sleep starts to creep upon me,

I fight not to close my eyes.

More slowly I start to give into my temptation of rest.

Now sleeping,

curled up with a paper and pen that has a few words inscrided onto it.


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