Princessprt's Poems

  Hippity Hoppity my sanity now long gone from my head. Guess I better Plea Insanity since life is pulling me along Watch where you tread wouldnt want you to wind up dead instead Free yourself from the desparation of Humanity This Patient belongs to the grasps of lies Reality or Illusion what is more appealing to our eyes Dont be unwise or you’ll find your Finality Prepare you’ll become another property in the sense.

  Don`t let it snow! Dont let it snow! Don`t let it snow Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow! The cold outside is frightfull But the fun i`m having is sure delightful I really hate the white stuff A stary white Don`t let it snow! Don`t let it snow! Don`t let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow! Let it snow! The wind is mighty chilly The scene out here is pretty But the ice is rather slippery come along lets have some fun Don`t let it snow! dont let it snow! dont let it snow! Let it snow! let is snow! let it snow! Everytime i step outside i Sssssllllllllliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiidddddddddddeeeeeeeeeee! Snowballs flying through the air without a single care! I`m trying not ot get run over over here! come along lets build a snowman! Don`t let it snow!  Let it sssssnnnnnnnnnnoooooooooooowwwwwww Cars stuck in the snow drivers in woe. Slowly they try to drive. Schools Closed down for the weather. Here we play together. and in case ya dont know Don`t let it snow! Let.It.Snow!!!!! NOOOOOOOOO...

  Are you Ready player one cause its about to begin what game will you play and how will it end?  In this world of Virtual reality, will it be your demise or victory? What Genre will you choose how much time will you spend? The choices are yours, its time to decide. Whats your game plan stepping to the side. you Fail this or will you pass? Its time to put your skills to the test!

  I`m Sorry you feel that way. That I`m to Stupid for my own good. That I won`t accomplish anything, is what you had me believe. Now I am breaking free of the chains you used to hold me. Returning remarks of you will be a laughing stock, guess what i`m not. You don`t know everything, So Sorry You feel that way. I can accept you see me that way. You think i`m dumb, an idoit. A Retarded Lazy ass. Well I guess your missing out on what I truely am. I Am Smart, I am kind, I am beautiful even on the inside. I have my own fashion sense, I can think for myself. You do things behind my back, Yeah I know and i hear what you say, ain`t that great. I`ve known you all my life. You throw me down, Try to shape my point of view. So What can i say, I love and hate you. Your Preceptions flawed, Sorry you can`t see the best side of me. I Love to Play My clarinet, and sing along to Melodies and Awesome songs. You`ve only seen me as a doll to use and abuse, Thats the truth. Now I`m done with this torme...

  The Hero of this world is gone What is there to do we must move on The battle had begun The hero`s killer we must find Bring him to justice uphold the light. What is going on is this much deeper than we orginal though? We`re no heroes that much is true but defend our world is we must do. No time to change our paths. March ahead we fight till the bitter end. -- Oh all the adventures we will have. To Bring this evil-doer back and put him in his place. Looks like it was much more than that. Alright now lets attack, don`t hold back. Keep marching on day and night till dusk til dawn. Aliens, Robots to, Ghosts and zombies oh hey look spiders to. How much will we have to face to bring steve`s killer to face all the evil he has done. Come on the battle has begun.

  You decided you had enough with this life you`ve lived. This path you`ve choosen is the something you have forsaked. With a single act you have burned all the bridges in your life. Ones to your family and friends.  - You ran away from it all. You decided you had enough and have left the stage.now the damage is done and theres no turning back the page. No one wants to deal with your lies and trickery. You`ve burned the bridges you can not replace. With a single act you`ve destroyed the lifes inside your hands. What path is there left to take, because of what you have forsaked.  Its all over its gone! With one act, it has all been undone. Years of trust has turned into dust. It can never be replaced.

  Dress me up Put me down Never Stand up Because of you My mind went in the dark  My mouth began stumbling for words I could think but couldnt form I lost my voice and my choice I hate you but i love you. Your toxic and its hurting  Im Scared to Visit you because Im dont wanna get hurt I know for a fact that if i come by You’ll lecture me and put me in the dirt Backhanded compliments and stabbing in the back Why are you a snake because it isnt right You broke down my walls and my cofidence You spread rumors that hurt more then others Were all the “I Loves You” JUST A LIE? Why are my dreams better than my life? Why does the truth hurt along with all the lies I know that you dont care for me Dont lie to my face because Its clear to see You don’t care and you realized to late You burned all your bridges I Love you even though you always hurt me inside I want to visit but at the same time I do not because Every single time I hear your rumors that you like to tell I hear your ...

  Have you ever had a box? What did you do with the box?  Have you ever had a cardboard box? Did you turn it into a time machine so you could walk through time so you could choose when in time you wanted to go and where you wanted to wind up? Did you turn it into a kingdom that you built by hand so you could choose how to rule it? Did you turn it into a Boat so you could ride the waters of any place you wished and sail off into the sun set? Did you turn it into a Helicopter or a Plane so you could fly to any height you wished and to any place you pleased? Did you turn it into a Rocket to blast of into space to explore the universe and travel the galaxy, discovering life and adventure? Did you turn it into a house where you lived a happy life that you had the choose of choicing? Did you turn it into a business that you enjoyed to run? Did you turn it into a car to race to victory? Did you turn it into a carriage to show up to a ball? Did you turn it into a costume so you could ...

Oh the weather outside is frightful, but the Wyrms inside are spitful. And since the frost is going to blow, saving throw, Saving throw Saving throw! - Man, the mobs dont show signs of stopping. And i brought me some health potions for healing. And that was a arrow~ saving throw, saving throw, saving throw. - When our characters finally meet their demise, Its time to revise~  But our cleric pulls them back with Resurrection and its time to put our plan into action. - The campaign draws close to a finale. Our characters run was fun and how i’ll miss all the adventure. But we’ve still got a ways to go- OH GOD Saving Throw Saving Throw SAVING THROW!!!! - Well its time to end this, as the boss is ahead. Its time to bring our story to its close. But we still need to fight to survive, so saving throw saving throw saving throw. - The story is over, Our adventure’s met its end. Oh how much fun this campaign has been. I’ll miss you my character and your friends. All your merry moments even ...

  The doll on the wall is fat as can be, her face is scared like she’s being fighting since she was 3. She bows under pressure and cant take the heat. She thinks that others are neat. She can boast all she wants and cheers others one. Yet she cant think of praise when she faces herself. Faced with reality and dreams are burning in hell. Everything she loves is on the line safety or dreams which will she decide. To loose thoose she loves and flush her self down the drain. To wind up in cage from wince she escaped. She hates herself and cant face the mirror of truth. She is not shy to face it but something else. Toxicity from others has coated herself. Instead of seeing the good and the bad. The words of hatred printed on her skin. Clear as a daisy and sharp as a knife. She came close to ending her life. Time and again she marches on fighting a war that doesnt seem to go on. She fights her depression and everyday to survive. She fights her anxiety so she can live her life. She fights...

  It was fall, The world was painted beautifully by nature. A Mixture of Red, orange, yellow and browns were scattered about here and there. The Air was cool enough to cause one to have to start wearing some warmer clothes but not cool enough to see your own breathe. The world was a couple of lakes, rivers and streams nearby. Some were setup to where one could fish. There was a cemetery in this area, along with an underground church and a couple of houses. The thing though is that even though there were traces and evidence of humanity. Not a single person could be found there, or atleast it was rare to run into. The people who did go there were quiet as a mouse. There was the fisher who only came once a week to relax and take a break from people. There was the Preacher who guarded the cemetry from people who would cause unrest among the dead. There was the train conductor who always seemed to cause new people to go and do odd things. The only way to get a ticket the train conductor...

  Funny how a memory can often make a melody off of sounds that we just can’t see. Its notes hitting every beat switching moods from soft to sweet. A Love song turns tragedy and plays a haunting melody its hits the strings in our hearts. I don’t know what to say or do cause its true. Everything could go to fast bounce off the side and crash or we could slow dance the sound away trying to make memories stay. I know it gets harder the longer we march on, Finding the song we love try to sing along. A Million wishes in our head casting hopes into the air. Just remember life ain’t fair. Cause a Love song can turn a tragedy loosing loved ones who fall into forever sleep. We pick back up cause life moves on beating the drum singing songs, we wish we could bring them back.Memories can play melodies that tug at our heart strings causing us to cry and weep. Because we miss that person we want them back but theres no turning back cause time goes on. We may not want but we got to move on . We ...

  Down by the River where my melodies flow Sorry you have to take a bow For my music might bring you harm Your dreams i must farm Dont take up arms to defend Cause it is time for the charmed To be swarmed by my words of the storm  No dont be alarmed for your unarmed You must come to term for i must inform  The Theme of my songs must come along, So~ Dreams crashing to the ground  No one'll hear a sound of your cries and screams As your future fades away to a life So dull and gray without a spark of light You won't shine that bright or glimmer like the stars above Forgotten dreams hurt a ton but right now I'm having fun  Reality has come around  So plant your feet on the ground You won't make it in this town You stand alone with no friends cause they'll meet their end Your life's been upside down Truth weighs a million pounds Drown in my melodies as nightmares twist from your sweet dreams Now your another face that I see as your no one without your dreams Dow...