Advice On What Would Go With This...?

Okeii Yeah, So I'm a Boy, 14, Bisexual.

Yeah, So What Do You Think Would Go With This T-Shirt?

I was thinking of Black Skinnies and A Thin Loose fit Grey/White/Black Cardigan.

What do you think?

The Visions Of A True Hero

Many have tried, all end in a fail

The story of my mind, my omnipotent tale

My mind, the centre of time, I see

Everything that is ever going to be

I see the stars so high up and burning bright

Glowing upon my eerie sight

Future, past and present collide

The laws of time, which we must all abide

Time itself, bending for me

Opening my mind, setting me free

I see the burning, the mushroom fire

The raging gods, destroying empire

The mountain of fire, only death to give

Engulfing the bodies, letting no one live

Help us, save us, The bay, the bay,

But nothing and no one will survive today

That one day, that second in time

When all was lost, To rewrite the rhyme

Rewrite the books, the historian mind

Back to creation, leaving death behind

I see their love, burning together

Lost in their eyes, entwined forever

Till death do they part, and forever again

They’ll love forever, until driven insane

The love they share, burns so bright

Creating love, the warming light

I see the end. No more to come.

My final prophecy redone,

No longer shall life and death keep apart

No longer to say “till death do we part”

There is no end, no stop to be

Just because of little old me

The Freak that saved all creation

Singing the songs of our great nation,

Sing the songs of the ones that speak

Chanting along, at the political peak

Mankind, Humans the self filled head

I changed time, told it to be

He did my bidding, whatever I said

But humans, will never admit it was me.

The End Of Days

If I showed myself, what I saw

Would you all believe me more?

Believe I know of every fate

Believe I know humans aren’t so great

Would you believe me, the words I say

The predictions I prophesize at the break of day

Time himself speaking through me

Me all-knowing prophecy

My omnipotent voice

My controlling and murderous choice

Seeing the death of so many before,

Pompeii, The holocaust and every war

I see the deaths, hear the cries

Through time, the echoing eternal sighs

Its pain, it hurts to hear and see

Everything that is going to be

The truth pulled out of the darkness too

Truths that will kill each of you

Blood on my hands, Lady Macbeth’s repeat

The truth knocking me off my feet

Turn to the freak, it drives me insane

How everyone comes to me again

To know what’s what and know who’s who

I have my own life too

I wish they’d all leave my life alone

So tell them what they want, give the dog its bone

I’ll let them live, but the day draws near

When angels descend and humans disappear

I write this poem, in all truth,

My cage of everlasting youth

When I say I see, I mean it too

You don’t know, you’re not meant to

But me, I do, I know it allIf I showed myself, what I saw

Would you all believe me more?

Believe I know of every fate

Believe I know humans aren’t so great

Would you believe me, the words I say

The predictions I prophesize at the break of day

Time himself speaking through me

Me all-knowing prophecy

My omnipotent voice

My controlling and murderous choice

Seeing the death of so many before,

Pompeii, The holocaust and every war

I see the deaths, hear the cries

Through time, the echoing eternal sighs

Its pain, it hurts to hear and see

Everything that is going to be

The truth pulled out of the darkness too

Truths that will kill each of you

Blood on my hands, Lady Macbeth’s repeat

The truth knocking me off my feet

Turn to the freak, it drives me insane

How everyone comes to me again

To know what’s what and know who’s who

I have my own life too

I wish they’d all leave my life alone

So tell them what they want, give the dog its bone

I’ll let them live, but the day draws near

When angels descend and humans disappear

I write this poem, in all truth,

My cage of everlasting youth

When I say I see, I mean it too

You don’t know, you’re not meant to

But me, I do, I know it all

Every rise, every fall

So let me know and let life be

Until the end of days, when I give my prophecy.

Every rise, every fall

So let me know and let life be

Until the end of days, when I give my prophecy.

Bleeding Death

I am TheHeartMonster and This Is My Latest Poem about My Ex Boyfriend ♥

He bled to death, he didn’t care

People like him, so uncommon and rare

He cut himself till no space would remain

Slicing, Slicing, Again and Again

He chose the path, he’d walk alone

Slitting and Cutting, Not stopping for bone

How many more must fail? How many more must die?

How many more must harm themselves, with just one little try?

How many more will die in my arms? How many more will hurt me?

How much more blood on my hands? What and who will be?

When you think life’s out of cards, another ace it plays,

When you think you’re out of luck, the game can go both ways.

He ate my heart, then ate his own,

He didn’t care, arms stiff as stone,

He ate my brain, he ate my mind,

He ate our cosmic omnipotent bind,

He ate it all, just kept running, he thinks that life’s a game

He always will run away, never looking back out of shame.

How many more will fail? How many more will die?

How many more will harm themselves? How many more will try?

How many more will die at his hand? Why Does This Always hurt me?

How much more blood on his hands? Who and What will be?

When you think he’s out of card, another ace he’ll play

When you think he’s done it all, he pushes his life away.

I love him now, and always will, always be at his side

But sometimes, he doesn’t realize, it gets too rough’a ride.