Biography of Michelle Dickson
Im 23 years old. I live in Stephenville, Texas. I used to live on a farm with my mom and dad where we raised horses, dogs, and cats.
Some of the poems that I write about have actually happened to me but then again some have not actually happened to myself. The poems I write about are the things that I see around me or that I hear about or I wish to write about. They are also the things that I can't seem to get across to others, what I can't seem to ever say.
Also, comments on my poems and myself would be much appreciated!
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my poems cry for them everyday
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I'm trying to keep my anxiousness at bay :)
Michelle Dickson's Works:
I dont have any published books but I can tell you that Tamora Pierce is the BEST writer you will ever find on this planet! Well, this is my opinion and to each their own, right?
Michelle Dickson Poems
Biglive, Smallsuicide, Biglaugh, Smallsu...
Suicide....Suicide....Suicide This is what my thoughts are Suicide....Suicide....Suicide I do not have a star
♥ A Lovers Death ♥
Lost in the moment, Lost in the thought, Everything forgets me, not.
*#* The Game We Play *#*
I live in a world full of anger and pain. I live in a world that has nothing to gain.
) : You Were My Best Friend: (
You were my best friend You were with me ‘til the end You were my best friend
The Cowgirl in Me likes it rough. The Cowgirl in Me likes you tough.
Dangerous, Beautiful Stranger!
You’re some kind of beautiful stranger You walk thru my world Full of danger.
This isn't really a poem, more of a statement as to why we have dreams. What is the point in having dreams if they are just shattered in the end? What is the point in believing something that will never happen or never come to be? What is the point of dreams? I can tell you this point. The point is not whether they will be shattered, broken, or if they really will come to be or not, but whether or not you have the strength to get back up after all your dreams have been taken away. Your strength in your dreams can in the end help you with strength in yourself. Think about it. If you had no dreams, no goals to reach for in life, wouldn't your life be nothing but a dull existence? This may seem confusing to some of you, others may not get it at all, and others still will probably think that this makes no sense at all, but whether or not you find it believable the truth still remains the same. YOU NEED YOUR DREAMS! ! ! !
ecause oO lLve
'Because of you I never stray too far from the sidewalk Because of you I learned to play on the safe side
~darkest Of Emotions~
The darkness reigns thick in the shadows of the night hiding something dangerous that brings about fright.
as i look out my bedroom window i can see the millions of lives falling to their knees i know not why
Suicide Is Not A Want But A Need
Suicide is what I want Suicide is what I need To live without these feelings growing within me.
Isn'T This Heart Broken Enough?
Why must you tease me Why must you hate me Isn’t this heart broken enough
The Demon within me Hard to resist. The Demon within me Its my last bliss.
Memory Of A Sin
Broken Up Deep Inside I cried out these eyes. My heartache,
What does it mean?
Does it mean that I've been living a dream?
Or does it mean I should be like a stream?
Go with the flow, as they say.
Yet, it does not feel right this way.
What does it mean to change?
Is it to be someone else?