Anger
I’m Furious
But words can’t describe what I’m feeling now.
The sheer frustration cuts through me like a blunt knife, too cowardly to take it’s annoyance to the পরবর্তি level.
It stays, inkling away at me, making me feel আরো hopeless every second.
Hopeless, because the আরো this white anger burns away at me the আরো I want to hurt something.
But the আরো I destroy, the আরো they seem to mock me.
I beat my face as hard as I can, but I have been numbed দ্বারা my rage.
I run outside and scream as loud as I can. I curse. Words have failed me. I am at the mercy of filth.
I look for things to ruin. I grab at things, and tear whatever will জমা করুন under my desperate claws.
Everything has gone wrong. It always does.
I’m a failure.
Every bad memory comes flooding back to me, bringing me dry sadness.
I wait for tears to come, but even they fail me.
At least if I cried this toxic মেঘ would release its rain, and I would be rid of it until পরবর্তি time.
I wield strength and power from this beast they call anger, but I can’t control it.
It throbs from underneath my skin.
I try to release it but nothing helps, bring me to a level of hopelessness I never though possible.
I scream at my friends, I want them to hate me. Then I can hate myself.
But their comforting words and smile just makes them seem further away. Make me lonelier.
I try to release to anger once আরো and fail miserably.
Just as I begin to drown into a sea of uselessness, I realize something.
Beautiful, poetic words suddenly come to me.
The কবিতা that seems to go hand in hand with experience.
I no longer feel a failure, even though the মেঘ of anger stays.
The ocean of white fury still remains, but at least I have surfaced.
I still hate the world. But the world had seemed to take pity and had প্রদত্ত something back. Something I never thought I had.
We all succumb to the beast of anger. And I knew he would always follow me, waiting for the right moment to sever me with its frustrating dagger.
So what do I do about it?
I write.
I’m Furious
But words can’t describe what I’m feeling now.
The sheer frustration cuts through me like a blunt knife, too cowardly to take it’s annoyance to the পরবর্তি level.
It stays, inkling away at me, making me feel আরো hopeless every second.
Hopeless, because the আরো this white anger burns away at me the আরো I want to hurt something.
But the আরো I destroy, the আরো they seem to mock me.
I beat my face as hard as I can, but I have been numbed দ্বারা my rage.
I run outside and scream as loud as I can. I curse. Words have failed me. I am at the mercy of filth.
I look for things to ruin. I grab at things, and tear whatever will জমা করুন under my desperate claws.
Everything has gone wrong. It always does.
I’m a failure.
Every bad memory comes flooding back to me, bringing me dry sadness.
I wait for tears to come, but even they fail me.
At least if I cried this toxic মেঘ would release its rain, and I would be rid of it until পরবর্তি time.
I wield strength and power from this beast they call anger, but I can’t control it.
It throbs from underneath my skin.
I try to release it but nothing helps, bring me to a level of hopelessness I never though possible.
I scream at my friends, I want them to hate me. Then I can hate myself.
But their comforting words and smile just makes them seem further away. Make me lonelier.
I try to release to anger once আরো and fail miserably.
Just as I begin to drown into a sea of uselessness, I realize something.
Beautiful, poetic words suddenly come to me.
The কবিতা that seems to go hand in hand with experience.
I no longer feel a failure, even though the মেঘ of anger stays.
The ocean of white fury still remains, but at least I have surfaced.
I still hate the world. But the world had seemed to take pity and had প্রদত্ত something back. Something I never thought I had.
We all succumb to the beast of anger. And I knew he would always follow me, waiting for the right moment to sever me with its frustrating dagger.
So what do I do about it?
I write.
Author's Note: "Look, now I am going to tell আপনি a story of the life of Rosemary Vega a.k.a me."
I am 11 years old.
My birthday is on March 25.
I am very talented at লেখা stories, গান গাওয়া like famous people (example: Shakira, Selena Gomez, Demi Lovato and Lady Gaga) I প্রণয় to act!
When I grow up I want to be singer অথবা a voice actress.
I am interested in তারকা Wars, Pokemon, Everybody Hates Chris and George Lopez.
My পছন্দ pokemon are: Jirachi, Roserade, Mismagious and Meganium.
I was born in Wilson, North Carolina.
Thank আপনি for giving me your time to read this article! :D
I am 11 years old.
My birthday is on March 25.
I am very talented at লেখা stories, গান গাওয়া like famous people (example: Shakira, Selena Gomez, Demi Lovato and Lady Gaga) I প্রণয় to act!
When I grow up I want to be singer অথবা a voice actress.
I am interested in তারকা Wars, Pokemon, Everybody Hates Chris and George Lopez.
My পছন্দ pokemon are: Jirachi, Roserade, Mismagious and Meganium.
I was born in Wilson, North Carolina.
Thank আপনি for giving me your time to read this article! :D
Alone!
There once was a girl who biked and ran
with her best friend who had a bright কমলা tan
But then one দিন she when biking alone
and thats when she fell along way from home.
She lay still on the ground
not makeing a sound,and thats when she found
that she could not talk
let alone walk
As she slowly made her way home
she wished that she had a phone
so she could call for help
insted of put up with the pain that made her yelp.
She pushed her bike down the dusty track
with a sore haed and an acking back
Then she came to the place where her and her best friend met
just as the sun was begining to set
The পরবর্তি দিন at school she was no where in sight
which gave her best frined a very big fright
but she was a প্রথমপাতা tucked up in bed
with a sore leg and an acking head
Thats when she remebered what her best friend had ব্যক্ত
about not going out bikeing alone
along way from home.
What do আপনি think?(I think it is very bad) and sorry of the spelling.
There once was a girl who biked and ran
with her best friend who had a bright কমলা tan
But then one দিন she when biking alone
and thats when she fell along way from home.
She lay still on the ground
not makeing a sound,and thats when she found
that she could not talk
let alone walk
As she slowly made her way home
she wished that she had a phone
so she could call for help
insted of put up with the pain that made her yelp.
She pushed her bike down the dusty track
with a sore haed and an acking back
Then she came to the place where her and her best friend met
just as the sun was begining to set
The পরবর্তি দিন at school she was no where in sight
which gave her best frined a very big fright
but she was a প্রথমপাতা tucked up in bed
with a sore leg and an acking head
Thats when she remebered what her best friend had ব্যক্ত
about not going out bikeing alone
along way from home.
What do আপনি think?(I think it is very bad) and sorry of the spelling.
You
It's the middle of the night,
And I can't sleep
Your face, planted with a smile
Are the only things I see
Your voice calling my name
Is the only thing I hear
I can feel your hand rubbing my back
Hearing আপনি whisper ''good night''
I jump and look around,
And soon realize আপনি are not there
I sob, tightly holding the gift আপনি once gave me
It's right here, on my bed, in perfect condition.
30 মিনিট later, I wipe my face and go back to sleep…
I wake up once again
And the cycle starts all over again…
It's the middle of the night,
And I can't sleep
Your face, planted with a smile
Are the only things I see
Your voice calling my name
Is the only thing I hear
I can feel your hand rubbing my back
Hearing আপনি whisper ''good night''
I jump and look around,
And soon realize আপনি are not there
I sob, tightly holding the gift আপনি once gave me
It's right here, on my bed, in perfect condition.
30 মিনিট later, I wipe my face and go back to sleep…
I wake up once again
And the cycle starts all over again…
your mistakes don't define you, now. they don't tell আপনি who you're not, অথবা who আপনি can never be. what's it take to get আপনি to say you'll try? you've got to live this life like it's the only one you've got. what would আপনি say, what would আপনি do, if this was your last day? so, আপনি found out today that life's not the same. not quite as good as yesterday.
and, yes, i know it hurts & i know your pain, but u never gave up this easily befor. such a beautiful thing to just throw away. i think আপনি need to know that, of all the রঙ that আপনি shine, this is surely not your best, it's really not your style. আপনি should think about what আপনি do, befor আপনি do it, over and over again. i know আপনি feel alone, that know one can figure আপনি out, but আপনি sould know that we just প্রণয় to see আপনি smile.i know আপনি feel like you're lost, feel like you've drifted way to far away, but we can help আপনি come back.
and, yes, i know it hurts & i know your pain, but u never gave up this easily befor. such a beautiful thing to just throw away. i think আপনি need to know that, of all the রঙ that আপনি shine, this is surely not your best, it's really not your style. আপনি should think about what আপনি do, befor আপনি do it, over and over again. i know আপনি feel alone, that know one can figure আপনি out, but আপনি sould know that we just প্রণয় to see আপনি smile.i know আপনি feel like you're lost, feel like you've drifted way to far away, but we can help আপনি come back.