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Jade Blaydes Poems
Going to do something new Despite all of things I've been through Turning a new leafe Disregaurding my beliefes
F*** The World
Watching this world go to hell, I shrug my shoulders like, 'Oh well' F*** the world it f***ing sucks The only thing good is the ducks
Why you feel so high when you're in love Is because your heart is there's And when your heart feels heavy That's when they give it back
Don't Give A Shit
Does it matter here or there? Does anyone really f***ing care? Hell no! Your words don't mean shit. If it's broken, then just fix it!
Well you can't spell friends without ends, You'll have different oppinions and different trends. The memories we had no longer matter, And do you want to know something even sadder?
Your lips make up for your crooked eye, Your touch so sweet, I'm not going to lie. The connection right there, did you feel it? Lets make a deal and a kiss to seal it.
Finding someone to love, finding someone to hold. Trying for the toughest, lost and in the cold.
Tomorrow is a brand new day And even if the sky is grey I'll shine with my smile so bright Guiding everyone with my light
Something Else Nobody Is
The Messed Up World We Live In
I tilt my head left then right Hoping it may change my sight Nope the world still looks pretty messed up It's like someone pooped in your favorite cup
The little monsters dwell inside They don't try to run or hide They just play their little games They even have their little names
</>100 red blood drops The pain, it never stops The deeper that I cut my wrist The harder that I tense my fist
</>Do I really understand this pain? Or am I just going insane? Leaving this world without a word, Without a will? That's just absurd.
I can't Believe you're my mom!
A knife straight through the heart, Is What it felt like to me. When I told you the truth, I thought you'd understand. Why couldn't you see,
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Going to do something new
Despite all of things I've been through
Turning a new leafe
Disregaurding my beliefes
Waiting for the one
That will make life more fun
Wait for those arms of his
To get wrapped in and feel his kiss
The air we breath to be shared
For our Love once more to be declared
That one piece that will make me whole
Waiting to try not to loose control
Then seeing him and the rush I feel
Just knowing that what I'm feeling is real
But too scared to get hurt, that I start pulling away
You keep asking me over and over if I'm okay