Timothy Long

Timothy Long Poems

i just want to cry,
why won't you let me die,
kill me please as i can not kill myself,
im dead for all i know,

oh giving tree, oh giving tree, why don't you give to me, candy and treats with music of all sorts of beats, all sizes and shapes with magical grapes, old and young come along just to play

The clouds were heaving with angst and sorrow. For a legend died today, all because of a great cause that he believed in. The rain dropped to the ground in weeping teardrops that touched the faces of thousands. The thunder sparked the black sky with delirious madness. The hated tyrant and beloved mytr died to end a bloody war and to free a trapped race of the slaved. That man is the great Abraham Lincoln. Abe was assassinated by the evil who he tried to help.

Love is your arrow in a heart of roses, your saphire eyes burn in old time passion, with great fashion, i be your king in the sun and your knight in the moon, oh how i wish it was you, to do what angels sing in fantasys, grave in which thou undug for brains, to work ideally, to be by your side forever together, in this heart break world.

Keep your mind wide open, under the shadows, when i see your face, the saphire glowing brightly in a orange hoo of light,2 sides of one moon conect together in a blink of one eye, always being critized by friends and enimes alike, for what i see is a undying love in a foiled world in which 2 souls aline in over coming doubt and challenges,

Driving in madness and the saddest blury, cheating with a devils grin and gods pity, red is always seen to violence and death, blue is the oppisite, which is bliss and kindness, the angels only listen never do, only as if a mysterious as new, which path to take, good or bad, i chose the middle for it could be put in both ways, hating is never going to end, but just ignore the critics for if you do, you unlock your true self.

It was shining through my eyes with sparkling delight, making my soul britgher, so as it goes to the universal beuty, i may sit to watch it unravel the secrets to life, i tried to see what god wanted, but is not to ment to be, and as for me, i became a star in the light of the eclipse.

Red in blood, black in evil, silently waiting for the day to come out once again, killing like a mindless beast in the mock of human feast, cunning no doubt with sacrifice about, ancient myths and fair tales do not explain, how this creature is so distain, with one goal to destroy, eyes to cool to see without fear, this creature will roam free so you better flee in sight of he, claws to swipe in blood, with tails in hurricanes tides that bides us here, for in genuine fear, this tear will be the last if were the blast

Me allamo timothy
no soy ni deserdenado ni reservado
soy sociable, artistico, deportista
todas los dias yo estudioso, musica, deportista, y escrbir

long ago you left with out a whisper you left with out saying a word, you always said you were alright, but you weren't and everyone was to foolish and blind to see that you were hiding behind a mask of happiness,

my emotion hides well, but it's dissapering along with my heart, ever since you broke it, im down with deppression while your up high singing with the blue birds, it's like arrows are being shot, snapping like a thousand bulls trappling over me with coldness,


the day you went away, my world slipped away, as if i were to roam the sky with a thousand butterflies, the moon tonight is clouded with the blackness that is when the sorrow turns into the upmost joy, thinking that the moon will carry it all away, all the pain for today.

Earth we live on
Need to keep the earth clean
Vary the crops on the fields
Inslate homes


Rocky is like an olympic gold medal runner
he is so full of energy
rocky is like a cute puppy
he always stay cute

Timothy Long Biography

im 25, i love to read and write plus i have many quotes and poems, my dream is to make it as poet one day.my poems are usually dark and very depressing about its worth the read.)

The Best Poem Of Timothy Long

Kill Me Please!

i just want to cry,
why won't you let me die,
kill me please as i can not kill myself,
im dead for all i know,
its a masterpiece to die accepting this fate,
is it courage or sadness mixed in,
without kicking or screaming,
isnt that the type of man you want to live?
not as good in the end i suppose,
i will die someday,
maybe not today or this year,
but by my hand i will,
although it wont soften the blow,
its not like i want to die,
the matter of my cause is this,
i fail at what i set out to do,
disappoint is a constant thing to bear,
honestly it is,
we are born blind,
but in death's struggle we see all play before us,
nothing can change or deny what is seen,
but it is not wise to be keen,
wouldn't you rather be unseen?
if a higher diety asked,
what would you get rid of in the world?
in good theory of conscience,
or disillusioned perspective as only i can see,
that one thing to get rid of is me,
die to want,
myself to hate,
don't sell your fate,
it's easy to smile for what they can't see,
i just want to try,
but the truth is i just want to die,
i will be okay..
but thats just what you want me to say,
nothing evil sleeps under my bed,
as its all in my head,
the roses left are dead,
why are you crying,
am i in the hospital?
they say im dying,
to survive death repeat the motto i say even to lie one more day,
sick of crying?
sick of trying?
why yes i am smiling!
would you care if i changed?
or notice when im gone?
either is fine as i fade,
just say go away,
its my time to go anyway!

Timothy Long Comments

Timothy Long Quotes

Bullys are the small group who should perish not by voilence, but by non violence, words not fists, thats the awnser to our problem.

People don't die from suicide, they die from sadness.

Music is the only thing in the world that can block out madness, and can be consumed in the sadness, for it helps the soul survive even if only for a short time.

Nobody feels anybody else's pains because they're not their.

You left me in the darkness, you left me all alone, why did you, you said you were alright, you said you wouldn't leave, but that fateful night you did. why because you left with out a whisper, you left without a word. not even saying anything to the world. good bye dear heart because here comes the darkness

They say we only fear fear itself, but what of death and sickness, so easy for humans to die, and yet how we survive it all is a miracle to me.

The walls have never closed in on me as much as they have now

Letting go is the ultimate weakness......

The tears were like acid on my skin, the ones you caused and never spill, happy you are with the new guy, sad I am of being the old one.

The massacre bleeds red, the screams do grow, then silent night does come

If you walk away my heart will break.

Love isn't magical or good, its bad, it breaks us and pushes us to death

Not happy, nor mad or sad, nothing in a tearless trail of broken bonds and dreams, wars of fiction, idea of langueges of horror and love.

My world started breaking, with the way you've been cheating.

The pain from the abuse never went away, I just embraced it to become what I am today

those black soul less eyes were that of the devil, no conscience remains only evil and silence for it does not talk only kill

Fear and ignorance are the key roots to racism.

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