In my eyes you reflect like the moon in winter,and the sun in summer,you sprinkle happiness on my heart like sprinkles on ice cream,and I scream every time your smile pops in my mind like confetti at a wedding,I'll be waiting forever battling with time to hear your voice again and meditate to it till my soul levitate and evoke the dead smile in me.
Dec 8, 2017
Dec 8, 2017 at 1:00 AM UTC
Just Hold my Hand whenever earth attempt to shade my faith,just Hold my soul together I see his attempts are graduating every year,just hold my hand whenever I feel like losing hope,I definitely can't and won't cope without you holding my Hand,just hold my hand more tight these year I need you more than last year and next year I will need you more than this year,just hold my hand I see he is testing the depth of my faith in you let him drown ,Please Hold my hand like metal on a magnet and never let my hand trip,Please just hold my hand more tighter than clue stick on a paper,please take my hand and Hold it forever until I fade from the earth's surface,They say Nothing is forever just hold my hand and prove your strength is forever,Bring me closer to heaven since earth is straying away far from heaven,Please Just Hold hand again and again forever and ever Amen
Nov 19, 2016
Nov 19, 2016 at 12:39 AM UTC
They say it's all in the past,how can it be in the past while I haven't past through that,how can it be in the past when I still remember it like it was few minutes ago.
They say in due time I will heal and all will be in the past,how can I heal when the wound has an infection,it keeps on opening whenever the thought of You comes to mind.
They say it belongs to the past,how can it belong to the past while I'm the one who keeps on going past through that whenever the thought of You comes to mind.
They say in due time I will forget what had happened and all will be in the past,how can I forget that, when the picture of You which is painted in my mind keeps on reminding me of You,yes you oh You.
•Keith.M
Oct 22, 2016
Oct 22, 2016 at 6:42 AM UTC
If I stay the same would you do the same,if i say you worth it would you feel worth it,if I fall like a leaf from the tree would you wait patiently and catch me before I hit the ground.
If I pack my bags and I say I'm leaving will you follow me,if the whole world say I'm a bad soul would you still have my back, when it hits the fan will you be there and say I've got your back.
If they say I'm bad for your health like cancer will you remove me, if tomorrow the world say I'm the most wanted would you be on the run with me.
If they say I'm horrible would you still find me adorable,if you find me with blood on my hands and i say I didn't do it would you believe me.
If the most say I can't do it will you believe in me and say you can do it,If they say I'm crazy will you still be crazy in love with me.
Oct 20, 2016
Oct 20, 2016 at 12:23 PM UTC
All I wanted was to be loved,all I did was just for to be loved,i never cared about anything but to be loved,nothing mattered to me but to be loved,I think I lost my self all for just to be loved,all I wanted was to feel how it is to be loved,beloved was all I wanted to be,it wasn't my intention to hurt my beloved ones,i guess I once went too deep,some say ignorance is bliss,but I say ignorance took my bliss,who should I blame the man on the mirror nor the man in front of the mirror,the soul is in front of the mirror not on the mirror, in front of the mirror is the beloved Me,which is who to be blamed,oh the so beloved Me.
Oct 18, 2016
Oct 18, 2016 at 10:32 AM UTC
My ***** shoes,my ***** shoes are my history,they know what i have been through,the nights i spend in them are priceless,the places i've been in them are full of only good memories,the distance i travelled in them is determined by the dirt on them,though some said they are disgusting i should wash them,but i refuse i can't wash away my memories,my thoughts...
Aug 20, 2015
Aug 20, 2015 at 3:32 AM UTC
There's something frightening in you,
and I've always been attracted to the things that scare me most.
I guess you could call it a counterphobic attitude.
Just as all these words are meant for ghosts.
But I'm sick of the sound of crunched eggshells,
and the elephant in the room leaves me crowded.
So hand me that broom;
this dust is being swept under the carpet.
Aug 17, 2015
Aug 17, 2015 at 7:26 AM UTC