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Edge

The cliffs bottom seemed endless,
Standing at the edge,
The first time in my life I thought about ending everything.
Staring down gave me butterflies,
But at this moment it didn't really phase me.
All I had been through,
What I had seen,
Feeling like the heavens were calling for me.
Or was it hell?
It all felt the same,
All I know is that the feeling is strange.
Not saying goodbye to anyone,
So selfish,
Thinking how I'd be the guardian angel for the ones who loved me.
Then I took a step back,
Reconsidering my judgment,
I awoke on my bed knowing that wasn't my style.
Ending it all just isn't the thing to do,
The pain was horrendous and wretched,
But going through it for you was all worth the while.

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Adam G

Adam G,
that's your name.
And making me smile
feels like your game!

You're fun and outgoing,
and make me laugh!
I know that you
are going down the right path!

Your belief in God
is unshakeable!
The way you believe
is really not fakeable!

I know that this poem
might seem kid-ish,
but I just wante you
to know I think you're amazing-ish!

Author's Notes/Comments: 

To my friend Adam!

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Lemon Lime

You stood there screamin' at me

Across the room like a coward

As I sat there on the bed

Motionless 'n' bold as could be



Word by word I proved you wrong

Everything you said was twisted

Nothing you said held a fact

Nothing held much truth at all



[pre solo] (Like in "A 1000 Times Goodbye")

"Don't ever touch my shit again"

"Don't worry, I'll never see you again"



[solo]

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Reference:
Song = 1000 Times Goodbye
Artist = Megadeth

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Friends

[verse x-1]

I'll be here when you need me

Said the Hammer to the Man

I'll be here when you need me

Said I to all my "friends"



[verse x-2]

They picked me up and used me

Like a tool at their command

But now they will feel sorry

Without me anymore



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[pre chorus x-1]

I'm the fire on your wick

That kept you from burning out

[break]

But now (Like "I had" in Skin O My Teeth)

I'm sick of (Say it like "Sicka") bein' warmhearted

When life starts getting cold



[chorus]

Don't get pissed when I fight back

When you know that I'm right

Don't get distraught with me

When you know you're wrong

(Higher vocals/guitar start here)

I will fight til you back away

Like I always do

(INSERT 1 or 2 MORE LINES?)



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[verse xx-1]

I was your backbone so long

It felt so right for us both

Through thick and thin I was there

Never letting you down



[verse xx-2]

I'm done being the pillars

That held you up when you slumped

I crumble right beneath you

And watch as you tumble

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Reference:
Song = Skin O' My Teeth
Band = Megadeth

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Friends

Friends stick together
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For everything
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If they aren't with you
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When you are down
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You cant trust them
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You have to turn around
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By: Hanna Robins

Please comment, IT'LL MEAN ALOT TO ME.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This poem is about problems with friends. If you feel down or up, read this poem! Make sure to comment! Thanks!

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Friends

Friends,
they are the ones
who will be there for you,
no matter what kinds
of stupid things you do.

Friends,
they're the ones you tell
all your juicy secrets to!

Friends,
you also tell them
the things that are
going on in your life.

Friends,
It's hard to think about
living without them,
and to everyone out there,
I hope and pray,
that you will never have to.

Life without friends,
is really kind of painful,
and is quite lonely.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A poem I just wrote, on February 25th 2012, about friends! I hope you all like it!

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Mentour

Out of all the people that came in and out of my life in the last year, and there has been a lot, you are the one I miss the most.

I live my life by 'oh wells' rather than 'what if' or 'what could have been' but you are the only one that makes me tear up when I think of 2011

Why did you have to go?
Yet you're so close.
So unreachable.

I can't help but to think of you with every mistake I repeat.
Maybe that's one of the reasons I keep doing what I'm doing.
It's destructive, yet familiar.
Maybe I do it because when the time to cringe comes I can envision you, perfectly clear in the Adidas hoodie telling me 'i told you so'.

I miss how your voice plays across my ears.

It hurts.
In a masochistic kind of way.

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My favorite things

There's a part of my life
That means the most to me
I get away from strife
To people who can really see

They know me, they love me
They care about my needs
And when i really need it most
They're the ones who help me succeed

The teenage life
Is highly affected by peer review
We trust those around us
To tell just the truth

Not often are they
The ones we can trust
But with my friends
Their help to me is a must

They know me, they love me
They care about my needs
And because they're the best
I KNOW i'll succeed

The best part of my life
All my favorite things
Are the people who help me through my strife
They're teenage human beings

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this for a themed contest. But it didn't end up getting entered. I had a hard time getting words out for this.

Who's real ?

What happens when your tired of being used
Tired of writing sad songs and singing the blues
Friends ? Not friends at all
The same snakes you take to the mall
Everyday faces seem so predictable
Their only goal, is to ruin things unfixable
But you standing strong, taking all you can take
Backed up in a corner with a shell that can't break
And your lost, with no sense of direction
Just wanting to feel some type of love and affection
Cringing for words, craving for the truth
Looking beyond all disguises for who is here for you
Knowing what is right and doing what is wrong
Confused by the words they say so strong
Young wild nights turn in to unbreakable habits
Looking back to the past saying shit happens
Do words hurt ? Do they mean what they say ?
Will they give you the answer or show you the way ?
The truth is always left unsaid
But you will know who was real
Only when your dead

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I'd really appreciate honest feedback. Be as blunt as possible.

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