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Everytime I try to forget you when I close my eyes; I try and hold back the tears after remembering everything. Maybe I should let the tears flow, so the pain won't be my demise. And when I say your name, it has this familiar ring. It just makes me think about you more. Everytime, the pain is overwhelming. |
Breaks You don't see what you're doing to me, You don't see that it's killing me. I can't even go to sleep without hurting, hurting.. Sometimes you're ignoring me, Then other times you're smothering me. Then my heart starts aching, aching.. You say you love another girl, Then you just burst back into my world. My heart starts cracking, cracking.. You imply I'm lacking a quality, But you won't stop bothering me. My heart starts breaking, breaking.. You finally choose your other girl, And I'm stuck in an emotional whirl. My heart just breaks, breaks. |
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Good Society Strange how we used to know. Everything seemed to be there, right on the tip of our tongue, Right in front of our nose, it all came easy, Until it got too hard. Somewhere in the midst of it all, we lost it. Mind-numbing pain filled the space; no memories of knowledge. Stupidity layed wherever it could; good perished and evil reigned. We all sprained to get something back, But we didn't know anything. Nothing there within our reach, no one unique because the system had breeched us. We no longer exist in a place with knowledge. Our society is equal; it's good, Only because no one mentions it being otherwise. |
Talk To Me Talk to me; I adore your voice and everything you do. You've filled my mind with sweet words. Words of truth that come from your heart. I can never part from you when we are entangled in a conversation. Breathlessly I listen with eagerness to you, Wanting to hold you when we talk, When you talk to me. Tell me how you feel again because I can never get enough. No roughness to your tone and whispers are so clear. Just talk to me. |
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Why Me?(7/30/01) My insomnia has taken over my night once again. Being tired, but not being able to sleep is a bummer. At least this gives me time to spend. To spend awake late at night-just a few more weeks left of my summer. Boy, does that suck. New school, new people; just a weird scene. I dislike this place-just my luck. To be stuck here: It's making me mean. I growl and I scowl, I pout and sometimes shout. But at least I have my family here, To comfort me, But still..why me? |
Me VS Myself(8/6/01) I battle myself everyday. I wrestle who I am, K.O. my selfesteem, rethink everything I wanna say, Kick good thoughts out of my head, drag them back in, Question my actions, choke my voice, criticize my skin, Hammer my heart, chastise my talent; think ahead, act too late. Break my will, push my depression, argue with my fate, Scratch my abilities, threaten my dreams, Abuse my emotions, tear my feelings apart by the seams, Conquer my views, chew my nerves, Never let myself talk, when I want to be heard; Burn my sense of caring, only to put out the flame, Act as if everything's okay, when nothing's the same; Put myself last, when I'm what I need to maintain the most; Hurry myself, never get the courage to boast; Rule out my opinions, when there's more than one side, Lose what's important, hide my pride, Bite my tongue, when I know I'm right, And as I battle myself everyday, I win the fight. |
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Knowing Love Holding hands in the park Walking with smiles Elegant roses being given Watching stars when it�s dark Embracing in hugs Blushing when complimented Soft, indulging kisses Tempting, soul-gazing looks Playful personalities Peeking up from books Nervous feeling before phone calls Feeling of being free when together Able to wait Some phrases using the word forever Giving gifts for no reason Thinking about the same thing At least one special moment each season Promises kept Secrets shared Intense feelings and emotions Hearts exposed and bared Life changes in a good way A perfect chance to finally say You have found the right person; You finally know love. |
Rose Colored Rose colored dreams So intent to. . . Sweetness. So dismal. . . Hard to be what you are. Everybody seems inebriated So confusing. . . Losing what hope the dream may have brought, Devastating flurries of uncharted worries. Rose colored as it may be I still don�t see. . . What the purpose is. |
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Fragile A kiss is a token to enter my mind and heart that contains the trigger to my love In one instance you can make me swoon and convince me that you can bring me the moon With all this sugariness trickling into my mind I don�t know what�s truth, it�s blurred with the lies. My defenses are down and anything you say I believe. With your sugarcoated words floating into my ear I fear I have lost all contact with the real world. It�s all swirled into a fairytale. Just because of one kiss and with that one kiss I miss reality In that moment I don�t see the normality of life. No strife for me. With a dizzy spin you�ve won my heart I�m standing here scared, because my heart is fragile; You might break it. You�ve entered my heart and I can�t get you out. |
Hesitated If someone loves you and you don�t love them it�s hard. When you tell them you don�t And you find out they move on, you�re scarred. You wonder if you lost something great And wonder if your heart did hesitate. If it ever happens to you, you�ll see. I know all this because it�s happened to me. |
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How Could I? How could I have fallen in love with you? My mind knows you�re wrong for me, but my heart just did what it wanted to do. Why was I unsighted? How come I couldn�t see? My dreams and hopes were of you and I But everything you said was a lie. I gave you my heart and you just stood there and tore it apart. As I cried, I felt my ability to love, die. |
Different Laying in the field of flowers, I gaze among them and to my surprise none of them looked alike. They seemed to be different in many ways, but they all stand, not lay, on the same earth; The grass growing around them and only the sound of them swaying in the wind could be heard. I looked up and saw a bird fly across the sky; my mind grew fond of this field of unique flowers. They did not wish to seek another of the same kind, now or anytime. They accepted that they were all different; Mother Nature made them this way. Who wants to be the same as someone else? Everyone has their own style and their own smile that shows their beauty inside to out. |