Hello, and welcome~! Today you have stumbled upon a little place known as Falling Flowers, and it is my 5th world. This is going to be the place that I post all of my thoughts and pretty what's going on in my life and how I am feeling. Hopefully you shall enjoy. If not, I bid you a fond farewell and thanks for giving it a try.
-Sparklingwave- music is my oxygen mask, it let's me breath. (quote by me)
By: me(obviously)
You've got to feel like flying,
You've got to want to smile.
You've got to fight the pains of today and yesterday,
Because more will change and more will come.
But you've got to let go,
You've got to know!
You got to fly while falling,
Scream while calling out to faith to rescue you.
Never travel to far away,
Stay yourself everyday.
You've got to want to be yourself,
You've got to run to you and no one else.
You've got to want to cry.
You've got to try to fly.
Stuck on the ground, head to far down.
You've got to want to believe.
What they say and what you've done, will always be different,
You've got to be one in the crowd, and still stand out.
You've got to be yourself,
Not just doing or believing in what you think could be,
But helping others as they fall, and setting yourself free,
Cause when your flying your still falling,
And when your calling your still screaming.
Don't stop, please don't stop believing.
Not today, not forever,
But no one ever said never!
Please believe when I say, all is going to be okay.
For me, all you have to do is be.
But you've got to want to.
-Sparkles, just a quick and short song! Comment pwease!
Poem by me, title above*depression and anger*
Title: How are you
I am standing in the rain, calling to the wind, as I become the storm.
Spring rains are knocking at my door, but I don't answer anymore.
It's raining all night and day, flushing all the pain to me.
No phone call,
No where to fall.
Lay in silence as the music repeats the beat of forever, echo, echo.
Fall is knocking at my door with leaves that sweep onto floor,
I do not answer anymore.
Winter's chill has come and gone and is sloshing upon the walkways,
I do not answer anymore.
Summer's heat is beating down, hammering the once ground.
I never answer and am not found.
Castle walls like looking glass reflect the image of a past that no one cared to know about.
Figure it out.
On your own, all alone, in this place, different, yet the same,
Just taking up space, sometimes you feel your just taking up space.
A face in the crowd, a voice shouting out, among the millions, is it too late to be figured out?
Want a clue, can't give it to you, you never really won.
Pick up the phone, all alone, let's talk, just talk?
Hello, I'm fine, please tell me how are you?
-Sparkles The cherry blossom trees fall upon the ground with their beauty, bit by bit, they melt the landscape to pink and white in the softness of the eve.
I am posting this until at least one person comments for it is very personal to me!!!!!
I managed to get a break from taking care of meh pup!
He is asleep, but I jsut wanted to take this time to post a poem that I wrote last night at 1:32! I couldn't sleep and was starting to get a little depressed because,as I've mentioned, my friends parents are getting a divorce and her mother is in the army and is scheduled to leave for Afghanistan soon. My friend may have to move to virginia with her father and since it is 4 hours away(at least) I won't be seeing much of her, so I started thinking about all the good times we had and how the worrying was keeping me awake almost every night, and I came up with this!
Hope you enjoy it, and yes for those still wondering I am still very much depressed and almost friendless! I still need support and comments, but if I don't get any comments that is no reason to stop posting, It's a wonderful way to vent! I just wish more people would pay attention... anyway, enjoy!
Title: Rest / Time writted: 1:32 / time taken: 5 minutes / written in notes journal of inspiration (my personal notebook)
Don't know what to do, or where I'm going.
All I know is that I'm here.
Don't know what to say,
All I know is that I'm on my way.
Don't know how to make it,or what to do.
No one to depend on: it's you and only you!
Who knows what we're thinking,or why we act this way?
All I know is tomorrow doesn't count today.
For all the problems in this world,
For all the answers left behind,
It's like a scavanger hunt.
You never know what you'll find.
For every voice in your head,
There's an echo for what's said.
Actions form from words upon your breath.
Life is not knowing when to rest!
This is THE FIRST PERSONAL POEM FROM MY JOURNAL/POETRY NOTEBOOK THAT I HAVE EVER SHARED ON HERE, so I would like to get at least one sincere comment! thanks,
-Sparkles- It is not those who fall that fail, it is those that do not get up.
Nothing to really say other than the randomness of the word"HIIIIIIII!" I need ideas people so start WITH THE MESSAGES AND COMMENTS!!!!!!
*or I kill you!* Joking..maybe..
-Sparkles-Falling flowers holding dear, falling faithless, leaving here.
