my poems sucks

Maybe a thought Just a thought That you can be new In a place You can be you That you knew You can be a better you Who knew That that's you But thoughts are scary It can be frightening For what was once a thought Became something you ponder about Longer and longer It turns over It made you mad It made you sad It made you scared It made you dead Thoughts can keep you up at night And haunts you again in the broad daylight Whispering in you ear Disturbing what you hear Sometimes it make you furious Sometimes it make you bilious Be careful dear mind Please be fine. 2:31 a.m wolf

Lately I became unease Of things so easy Of things so little Yet this mind can't bear the angst Stupid Shit so stupid It's so stupid I cried It's so stupid I refuse to bide It's so stupid that I lied It's so stupid I'm screaming inside So loud that my body shivers The pain of discomfort lingers Discomfort in my own skin I scratch to every itch Yet all I attain is bleeding pain I woke up at night Cry and cry Why can't I just die Yet too many thoughts gushing in my mind Voices screaming I could barely bind I can't do it to my mom I can't shame my dad I can't let them spend More to my waste Thoughts Are haunting It disturbs you In ways you can't envisage Shit makes me repeat things I don't want to Just to have balance of imbalance I can't even perceive! - wolf

Why is there No more air No more titter echoes Only teardrops in the hollows Sink into the bottomless pit Of solitary The only thing that's lit Is this faint gleam Of the beating heart Slowly dimming Waiting for lights out Once was amused By the joke titled life That went beyond How ignorant one can be Believing that it was easy To be happy To be joyous In this world of mercenary How ungracious To have a chance to breathe Yet still spilling cavil between the teeth  Sigh  Okay Let it be Let it glitter Just for a little while While waiting for it to stop lit I'll carry this pannier I'll jest to the ones who hear About this daughter Who believed in the hereafter Became a slaughter Of her own rapture Waiting for the end of her The one who's tenderness was her greatest power This is the death of her laughter 3:39 a.m wolf

No poems. Just dropping one of my playlist :) - wolf  

Waited for the time to come Waited for the precious moment to arrive To be with you To greet you and be greeted to To share laughs once more To share sweet dreams between me and you For I have gone a little while I eager for your smile Yet, I saw something I'm not suppose to.. You throw me too I know it's too good to be true That you needed me like I need you I'm the one to blame for the things you do I'm the one to blame that we always argue.. Shattered Eyes leaked Nose runny Wet cheeks Swollen face Heart ache Head ache Tired frown Tired face That's what happen When the dam broke Trying to regain Peace of mind But only attain Throbbing migraine  Can you feel it?  Tight chest It's hard to breath  Panting Trying to suck air But all it did is suffocating  Straining to weep But only wailing Expressing pain is pain itself Pain I can't stomach Harsh cries Be it in silent The quite scr

Can I tell you a secret? Do you know why I'm in pain? Sit down and let me explain When you have something that you can't contain You let your tears pour down like rain Forsaking it all and let it drain Your serenity will then regain I for one am not a vane I am not just penny plain I can't follow the chain All those things that I can't attain All the agony I manage to retain I  can barely sustain I am complex I can't complain Shattered to pieces my smile remain My tears won't drop even when I strain Tried to scream but all in vain Tried to let go again and again But all I got is migraine I think I'm slowly going insane /tɛː/ ; won't pour screeches ; /ɪnˈɔːdɪb(ə)l/ 2:59 a.m wolf

The room is a little too small The wall is a little too thin Curled like a big round ball Too cold to be touched by skin A muffle is enough to make wonder Questioning ones own worth Spilling arraignment without ponder Doubting ones self birth Listen Can you hear it? Can you hear the shriek? Can you feel the wail? Can you get a peek? Can you see the ail? Can't you catch the hint? Can't you grasp the game? Can't you hand a stint? Can't you take the blame? Drowning in tears Shifting insane In a room of fears Whimpering in pain 1:11 a.m   wolf

The most painful feeling Is when you want to cry so bad So bad But you can't You can't You want to scream so much So much Your heart aches from holding the pain Aches You built up those feelings inside and tried to buried it Deep inside Over and over and over again And then you put up a show Day after day Again and again. Buat apa pun salah.   - wolf  

I'm floating I don't know what am I being I'm just floating  Float Float like a boat On the cold chilled ocean I started to bloat  Swallowing my emotion  On nothingness Oh the emptiness That was my own creation My willingness of sacrification   Yet I'm basking in the seclusion Yet I'm dreading isolation Yet I'm savouring the placid Yet I have drowned Into my own solitude Now I'm floating Trying to find reasons. " Take a break and start again " - ray   - wolf

  Beggarly in relating to the mundane Hiding the spits of utter hideousness  Waiting for the mind to wenden insane Waiting for the raid of merciless Before the demands of a degree of lunacy Arrives at the fringe of wit Hand a little fate of succour Before what's glowing stops to lit Perceive the damned and the damaged Discern to what's been pour Gaze to the ones who's been mismanaged Glance to the blood and gore Terrestrial in forsaken Living in definite solitary My oh my for the mistaken Benevolence and hostility With much vehemence gobbled up inside Await for it to detonate Own knowledge for what to abide Cumulate the ones who reciprocate   - wolf

Who am I? What am I? Why am I? Is it worth it? Worth it is it? It worth is it? Am I wrong? Am I right? Am I anything in sight? Like a wounded reindeer they cull the herd With a broken wing I am that bird Spitting retaliatory girds So much to say too many words Too much to do so little time All that is spoken are filled with grime Being deceitful is my crime  All these terms I tried to rhyme Sometimes its white sometimes its cloudy Sometimes its light sometimes its heavy Here I am failing miserably Trying to find my identity   - wolf

Mediator Isolated In seek of ones own value Judged unintended In searching for a better view Dreamers Is what's been called To these visionaries Explorer of ideas For the ones who are wilting We know what we are but know not what we may be  " All that is gold does not glitter Not all those who wander are lost The old that is strong does not wither Deep roots are not reached by the frost "                                     - J.R.R Tolkien   - wolf