Being Human

I ruffle feathers sometime; I guess I come on too strong

My voice is always loud; God gave me a powerful set of lungs

I have a short temper; short meaning it goes as fast as it comes

Sometimes I think I am too strong, even the gentlest touch can break something I care for

I have a big ego, but it can be deflated any time

These are the hazards of being me

 

No one wants to be bad, but bad can follow you

No one wants to hurt others, but we only notice when it’s too late

I want respect not fear, love not hate, peace not war

More often than not I get the negative before I realize it’s not the positive

These are the hazards of being me

 

But my hazards are not only the worst, they stem from my goodness

I believe in people too much, and they betray that trust

I have a really big heart that breaks into a million pieces

I give too much, more than I am able to get back

I am so different, just like everyone else

These are the hazards of being me

 

Love me or hate me

Respect me or fear me

Uplift me or disappoint me

It’s not a matter of choice but an occurrence of fate

Because no one wants to fear, hate or disappoint

It’s just the hazards of being you, being human

 

Its War

its war

They say things don’t always go the way you want

Nothing goes the way I want

Each day is a struggle and each push takes all my energy

When your back is against the wall, every last drop of your energy is all you have and all you need

This is how I live my life, like every day is my last

Like the world is against me and I have to prove my worth

I live like I am at war every single day

A soldier at battle never puts his armor down, even in sleep

This is what it takes for me to live in this generation

Live in this generation and survive

A generation where everyman for himself and no man for all

A generation where everybody struggles to make their name

A generation where your pities and woes are another man’s lightest moments

Everybody suffers and everyone is on the grind

I have no time to fall back, let challenges weigh me down,

I have no time to cry or lock back on chances passed

Everyone is in their own battle, a daily battle in the war of life

How you fight it determines whether you get to see the next day

Fight!

 

Digital love

 

 

 

Inbox 1! And my heart skips a beat

Back and forth with the IMs all day long

Tweet and I will reply, if its funny maybe retweet or DM when things get hot

I like your statuses, your pictures and we share a page

My fingers stroke the screen when we video chat

And I poke you every chance I get

This virtual fling is more than we thought it is

 

I send you pictures of me all day

I love the funny one you sent with your dog

I express my emotions to you 🙂 :* 😥 😉

I think we have used all the symbols in the world to show how we feel

I fall asleep with my phone in hand every night and it’s the first thing I wake up to in the morning

I have a special IM alert for you, so that I will always be there to reply when you need me

What we have is so special, I am thankful to the service providers and wifi

For giving me the chance to share this special bond with you

 I will never forget the day you added me as a friend

The rest is history, arhcived in digital space

now we share a relationship status

the virtual man who knocked this virtual girl of her feet.

 

 

 

Strange Feelings

I have grown attached to solitude, it works well for me

But there’s a new scent in the wind, that threatens to stir up my world

Tip the balances and invade my space

I am scared to give up the joys of only worrying about myself

Following the leadership of my own voice

But I am excited to welcome the affection of another soul

 

Am at war inside, to pull closer or push away

I feel like a fish out of water, my comfort zone has been invaded

But unlike a fish, I can breathe out of water, only if I dare to

Part f me wants to hold my breath and stand my ground

But the air is so fresh and fills my lungs like a new life!

 

This is what happens when love comes knocking at your door

To scared to let it in,

Too much pride to accept it

 

Forever Alone, a heart on fire

one head on the pillow, a single body on the bed

a lonely toothbrush in the cup and a solitary mirror for consolation,

the only time I see two people is when I look into it

A heart that has searched for love and lost

climbed the mountain only to find a deeper darker valley,

I don’t choose to be alone to enjoy the selfishness of my own company

but in this world I see no love.

Far from the violence and destruction of war,

the damage u left in my heart is like the remnants of a battlefield,

stained with blood and the motionless bodies of those who were overcome by the

fury of war

A heart is freely given to kindred with hope of a perfect fusion

It is the same foolish innocence in trust of a child being thrown in the air

Confident to land back in loving arms below

But you let me come down in a crash, no arms to hold me

Scars remind one of an event they will never forget, a warning to caution

The scars I have remind me that am better off in the comfort of my own arms

I got burnt and I will never play with fire again,

I fell; I will never allow myself to be thrown up again

And one head on the pillow, a single body on the bed,

I wrap myself with my loyal covers knowing there’s nothing better out there for me

Battle scars never heal.

Foolish Valor

Beauty enhanced by the hands of man gone wild with fruits of thought

Beauty portrayed in ways that this world’s trouble has taught

Beauty yet still divine untouched and sweet

Beauty superficial and only skin deep

But sinks to depths beyond which minds fathom in sleep

I seek not to be understood by simpleton minds that only wish to play the role of the one above

I seek not to please the frugal minds of those who claim authority that they do not have

I seek not to be loved by love flawed by ideologies of the worlds stained existence

But my ignorance to the demands of the occupants of this world threaten my sustenance

I cannot live the rebel and disobey the demands of a world in the pits of its folly

Who am I to stand and stray from the path designed by the strides of those who precede us?

Who am I to take matters to my own hands and drive my own bus?

I am a foolish mind that dares risk the fall if my wings fail to fly

The comfort of the warmth of ignorance has stopped many but I will try

To follow the wisdom that arises from every fiber of my being

Uniqueness comes from believing in that worth seeing

And far past what the eye can grasp in a glimpse past the fog that is the earth’s deceit

BY Carstarlynne Cassey

Debut

 

bold to stand and bold to speak

ready to fignt and reach the peak

something new something fresh

i want to stand out from all the rest

divine in thought and straight to action

so please dont doubt my intention

am here to entertain with a rythmic flow

of words and phrases whether you are high or low.

 

by Fuegocassey