Another day and they say "it's a new beginning"
But is it really, it feels more like an ending
An ending of time
In a life that doesn't rhyme
An unending march into the uncertain
Like the droping of life's curtain
Another day closer to the end
But I'm still waiting on my life to begin
I'm tired of this life's storyline
I want a different out come this time
I want happy, not sad
I want the good, not the bad
But there is no off ramp
Sadness leaving it's tattooed stamp
An uneasy feel of being a dirty lost tramp
Meanwhile life just goes on like a vamp
Over and over the same music plays
A sorrowful song, for long anguished days
But I want a change in the beat
An uplifting melody to get me on my feet
Will you be my new rhythm
An escape from my prison
Are you my golden key
Will you try to set me free
Will you hold me tight
When I'm a sad sorry sight
There is no cure for my depression
But will you help the darkness lessen
Or will you run for the hills
Jump in the sea and grow gills
Just to get away
From a disease you can not sway
As the darkness continues devouring
Will you leave me here cowering
Slowly choking down another toxic pill
Till this clock like heart's hands stand still
Shower of hell pours down into your being.
You cast others as dust to your kind of soul.
Shallow stains with only pity.
Ye hold no hate raft only take its place.
You do know you are of strange depitions.
So be kind, and not too overly stern for you shall seek love of beauty.
Death is a font in style with harsh structure.
Huge door, like sentences knock down your barriers let the pure light Pierce threw.
And you will become of some thang new.
Until this day, you are meaner, than a stage full of people with a mild cast of rage.
Sad tears flood, your place you need a life saver yet you shrug at that too.
I met you last summer and you where kind and polite.
Now you are meaner, and denser than effects can construct.
So I'll ask what made you this way?
Was it the death, of your friend that took his life by the "knife blood driping" down as a mother pulls it out.
The fog of that very moment hazed your light.
Now you persit to overwhelm your life with your own made strees.
Yes it was that I miss his friend ship.
Running around lies and pleasure,
Stirs within her and each day she finds she loses a part of her
with every passing fib she is lying to love and not loving to lie.
Each night she lay her head down with tears streaming warmly down
her rosy cheeks with much despair in feeling like such fraudulent character on daily schedule.See's many sights of fun things to do and places to go also so many people she has come to know but in falseness the popularity holds no pride and no place for someone of her kind to stay or hide.
Running around with much that she does take pleasure so the addiction to continue wins over and over; She is drowning with liquor each discouraging drink screams at her and shouts to her one at a time soon there she is repeatedly time after time her tears are that of plenty she is in too deep with much to lose that lost little girl might as well be you!! or boy?! Because nearly each of us takes a moment in time to lie and deceive so this is the consequential punishment from God holiest thine she had received.
He gave his blood so we can live while he was to sacrifice! Why does it have to be us mortals here were designed to sin on a journey of continuous battle of good verses evil and tainted pride to dis own our exact same human race?!? Lets step forward and time erased so we can go back to those leave it to beaver days.
So we are built to lie cheat and everything in between
Made with Emotions we lose it here and there;
What you need to remember is he is always just there!
Awaiting to hear from your heart if you mean it with Truth he is Legit
he is there just waiting to hear you speak in a raw way.
Being forgiven for what you have done does not come easy! So just like those streams of tears the rivers do still flow and you are worthy of being loved so as of now it is time to Let it Go!
Be the one you know you can be what ever that can mean for you,
Leave feeling refreshed and undefined by life traumas and events be the Truest one you have always been meant to be follow pure happiness in honest form be the prevention of your own personal storm. Some really are reborn. So take the time to dig and see find it out what is within thee. Be you & Be True think about the things you choose.
tearing shreds into my tiny heart like a ravenous wolf, how could you?
you have no love or compassion for the atrocity that you have endowed onto me
you have no soul, no concern to turn yourself around instead standing there like a smug hoodlum proud of your obscene work
having no care in the world that you have shattered the last ounce of hope and dream that i once had
I want your hellos back
I want your good lucks back
I want your smiles back
I want your good mornings back
I want your good nights back
I want your how was your day back
I want your laughs back
I want your silly nicknames for me back
I want your kindness back
I want your happiness back
I want your I love yous back
I want you back
but i know that's just too much to ask
Tears and tequila sloshing in her stomach
She’s a turbulent maelstrom, violently
Pulling and pushing people in and out
Of her suffocating grasp
The ocean calls out to her, whispering
“We are one of the same;"
Tugging and strumming the strings of her heart
As they wail to the violins
Shattered glass and swirling gales
Lure her to moon white sands
Her body moves unconsciously,
Gliding smoothly toward the tides
The waves crash at her feet and
She is salt water -- the teasing temptress,
Singing siren, luring men to certain death,
Spitting limp bodies back to shore like seaweed
Foggy eyes drip brine into the ocean
Essence fading with each step forward
Shallow waters embrace and murmur
“Welcome home,” her last moments
Preserved in the crashing sea foam
a sickened sorrow echoes in my head
creating a distraction over my happiness
with every echo my happiness gets pushed down further
this sickened sorrow is pressing its weight
pushing all this happiness I've built up
only to rebuild it time over time
i have to fight through this constant chaos
Its the tragedy on bourbon street
God watch over Angelique
Now miss Laveaus gone crazy
Cuz animals took her baby
Now I didn't use 2 pray but on this day im on my knees 2 say
Can u pass 4th forgiveness
Cuz I need some penance
I killed a angel
I killed the only thing I loved
The only thing that loves me
I should've died
The bullet was mine
Im so sorry
I wanna die n b wit u but u believe in hell so I guess I do 2
I love u baby
Save me a spot in the sky
Lord I come to you with my jar of tears, though I've lost count through the years
I know you have every one counted and numbered, every tear whether awake or while I slumbered
Lord I cry, this one thing I ask, and is it really too much a task?
To be unconditionally loved by one so dear, and to have someone to go through life and to be near
All I desire is to be a husband and a father, to love one woman and never another
To raise up my children in your holy word, even when to the world it's so absurd
Father, I cry, my heart does weep, please my desires allow me to keep
For I thought I was there many a time, but always was cast out feeling my worth less than a dime
My heart is so broken I don't know what to do, Father do you hear my words when I cry out to you?
Lord I wait on you... I know your timing is best, please grant me peace and give my heart some rest