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The Ends of My Days

04:10 Jan 23 2006
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I want to end my days writing, be in a coffee in some place of Latin America and die few minutes after I write my masterpiece.



A poem that talks about my life, my falling, that talks about the my family, about the daughter I want to have, and this last poem, the one that make 1000 poems writer by me, the last piece of my anthology, it will be to her, to my dither, and it will be sign in whit my blood, indent of stupid black ink.



Or I want to die fighting for what I believe, fighting vs. the ones who want to became rich whit out care who get poor, I want to fight until my body fall in the ground full of blood from my enemies, I want to became the new che Guevara, or commandant Marcos, but I will do something more then talk, act, I will prepare the new generations to be something more then a number, some thing more then a fashion statement.



I want to show to all guys to learns from the mistakes of our father and teach them how to go against the ones who want to manipulate our families, y want to show to every single teenager to think by them self, to don’t let other fucker how we have to dress or how we have to thing, I want to show to all the people before i die how to be human again, because when have forget, if I have to die, it will be for some thing important, not for trials stupid shit, my life will be remembered for ever, and my name will be synonym of rebellion, freedom, justice, and equality, I want to die after I will do all this, because if I do it before, my life will not have sense.



Revolutions give freedom to countries, but the rebellion gives it to people...


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Who the Hell I'm?

03:35 Jan 19 2006
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Who the hell i am? Pretty good question... i suppose to know who i am, but i thing is hard to define your self in worlds, but i have a small idea that who i am.



I am a shy person, who dress all of black and death colors, a poet who write about the sadness and his broken heart, a dreamer who fallow his own believes, a punk who love to do the negative that the "people who is right" said, i am the guy who fall in love fast and forget slowly, a person who is angry of revenge, a violent person, who will be hard to kill, a person who look the beauty in the dead, a romantic who will die for his girlfriend, a guy who don’t look who nit of his help, a person who never ask for favor to enyone, a guy that his friends are every thing, a person who read and love to learn, a philosophy who always is trying to under stand the humanity, a guy who don’t cry, and when i do it, is always far from humans eyes, i am a guy who nit a why be a life, a depressive person who every thing make him be sad, a guy who discover the beauty in the loneliness.



I am only a poor poet who always is dreaming in to travel and learn from other country’s, who don’t have know some thing that scare him enough to stop do in what he like to do, i am a poet who can write about hate, sadness, loneliness, confusion, dead, and broken hearts, because i have past thru everything, i am a person that the life have be in mean, take in away every thing, his family, his home town, his love....



I am a bastard that can be dangerous as a snake, or as the most strongest venom, i am a guy that his passion is to write for ever, have a daughter, and die fight in for what he believe, that is the equality of every one in this fuck up world, i am only a teenager who want to life his time, his time to do all what he want, spike up his hair, to have holes in his jeans, and put safety pins in his clothes if i want to, some people said that i am a utopist, other that i am a freak, and other that i am only a stupid punk, and they may be right, but they miss intelligent, cult, not a lier, and some one you can tell the most impressive secret, and it will never tell to no one, i really don’t know who i am, but one thing is for sure i am only a punk poet, who love and hate like every one, i am only a person who want to be happy, and die whit dignity, not like a zombie of what the "moral" said.


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Vampiress121
Vampiress121
20:23 Nov 09 2009

very nice. i agree








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