A friendship older than our wisdom is what we share
ever since before I knew how to love, you've always been there.
And I to you, no matter the location nor the hands on the clock
Our memories are stored in a box, I am a key and you are the lock.
I maybe not be able to open you the first few times, but eventually I do
because we both know these struggles aren't greater than me and you.
I am small on the inside, with the self confidence of a rock, and a fragile heart
But together we are large, and I can get through anything that wouldn't tear us apart.
After hearing and feeling all that was said today, it made our friendship a non sequitur.
what kind of friend feels hatred for the other even for one second, or even feel bitter?
Well, the answer is not us, which is why this day is so hard for me to fathom
you didn't deserve a thing that I said and this argument should have never happened.
I'm back to myself by myself, alone, hurt, regretful, and so very small
Though we may not be as close as we used to, the anguish is still extremely tall
Even before today, I felt like a bother to your life, over dramatic I know
but I can't control my thoughts, which results in my bliss being low
You mean the world and the universe to me, and I meant nothing of what I said
anger got the best of me, because harsh words sink my heart before they get to my head
I hope we can be those little girls again, wondering how cool we'd be when we grow up together,
except now we can use real cell phones, and share that same friendship, just me and you forever.
Oct 5, 2012
Oct 5, 2012 at 5:44 PM UTC
Why do you keep bringing me down?
When it is I who have always kept you up when your knees gave out and for one second you forgot how to stand, but I never cared if it was a half of a second I would be there to help you walk it off, or most of the time talk it off because when people have feelings built inside their chest it makes it so much harder for them to breathe, but when they have a friend or even just an ear to spill their thoughts into, they feel as if they have the right to be on this Earth.
Why do you keep bringing me down?
When it is I who takes all of you **** and sticks around in hopes that maybe one day you'll change, maybe one day you'll realize that I could be the only person who will love you unconditionally but I feel you...
I feel you using my ribcage as a ladder to climb to my heart to eventually break it
and I know everyone always wants to get to the top, but does that really mean leaving the ones you "love" at the bottom?
Why do you keep bringing me down?
When it was I who took the anger and hurt you gave me and filtered it into a love that burns so bright not even the sun is considered its competition
because Ive always wanted something more than a lonely Saturday night with thoughts of who I could be loving or who I could be wasting my time on.
Why do you keep bringing me down?
When it was I who told you to never give up, and to chase your dreams even if you trip over reality
get back up and run faster than you were before. Because not everyday is a guaranteed open door.
Just think of the life you could have if you never gave up on anything. I told you this, and yet you still gave up on me
Why do you keep bringing me down?
When I'm already hammered into the ground.
Sep 15, 2012
Sep 15, 2012 at 3:03 PM UTC
Oh how lovely she is with her bright sunshine,
even with rain she still sparks a smile of mine.
From her green grass to her thick crust
is great beauty that causes inevitable lust.
I want to explore every detail of her existence
but theres so much to discover, one would need assistance.
Yet, I do not skip outside to admire everyday that she breathes
and I do not look up at the blue sky and at the tall trees.
Instead, I sit inside, doors closed along with the blinds,
because it is hard for me to sit back and unwind.
People that you give a home destroy you,
and it leaves me hopeless, not knowing what to do.
So I close my eyes away from where you show,
but being away from you leaves me with woe.
You deserve so much, yet I give you nothing to be.
But earth, my beautiful earth, please forgive me,
because our time together is long, but not forever.
So today I will stop listening to the harsh sounds of your inhabiters,
and I will open my ears to the sweet sounds of your many voices
Soothe me with your light so I can be one of your positive noises.
I not only want to be a part of you, but I want to be the best part too
so that when our time is through, I won't regret one moment that I spent with you.
Sep 6, 2012
Sep 6, 2012 at 8:45 PM UTC
I know all that I speak, but none of what I hear,
so help me to speak words of certainty without fear.
I'm tired of hearing mice squeak unwanted sounds
but I cannot escape it, for they are in all of the towns.
They crawl around humans and corrupt humble lives.
And when I see them, my heartbeat barley survives.
But there are some humans who take that mouse and shoo it out
which leaves the mouse confused as to why the human didn't shout.
Oh Lord teach me to not entertain the gossip that occurs around me
because a serpent will come to eat these mice, and that's darkness I never want to see.
Sep 6, 2012
Sep 6, 2012 at 8:03 PM UTC
Sweet sweet sorrows, you know me far too well,
a smile is a story that I forgot how to tell.
"Just brush it off young girl", they say
"this silly frown will not stay"
Is this supposed to comfort me?
well, it doesn't seem to be.
Because something won't matter in a year,
doesn't mean that it isn't now here.
I can't fathom how people can just let go,
release grip on something they want to know.
My sensitive heart can't withstand much
it clings onto to everything that I touch.
It's so endearing, this ***** of mine,
how can one hurt so bad yet look so fine?
If I could wipe away my tears forever I would not
because I would rather an intricate sphere than a dot.
Everything that has hurt me ever so much
has taught me a lesson on what not to touch.
So when I wipe my eyes and prepare for a new day,
I bring with me my untold smile, and until sleep it will stay.
Aug 14, 2012
Aug 14, 2012 at 7:27 PM UTC
Who are you truly, behind closed doors?
Do you respect all that is theirs and yours?
Do you smile at yourself like you do on the streets?
Or is that just a cover for your sorrowful heartbeats?
Are you reluctant to doing all that you scorn others for?
Or are you just a ***** hypocrite and nothing more?
Do you truly care about the answers to these questions?
Or are you just nosey without a spine or suggestions?
So many questions but too little answers,
the verdict will **** us all like cancers.
Aug 12, 2012
Aug 12, 2012 at 10:44 PM UTC
A liar does not experience one but two lies,
a lie in anothers ear and a lie in their own eyes.
How can they look in the mirror with such pride
when their life is some kind of fictional ride.
What mother is proud to admit their child is a liar,
one who only knows truth behind a lie by desire.
Believe all what you see and none of what you hear
this is what I do, due to all my internal fear.
Of being made a fool by someone who fooled me
into thinking I need to be worry free.
I have a high wall set up for everyone around me now
but for the ones who deserve to get over, will they, how?
This is the tricky part about this world of uncertainty
You'll never know who deserves a life in harmony.
You must fall to learn the pain of hitting the ground,
nothings ever promised unless it is a lesson that you've found.
The only thing that can be true and certain
is your own mind, feelings, behind your smiling curtain.
So take this as a life lesson, and carry it to your grave,
the only one we can count on is the only one who can save.
Aug 12, 2012
Aug 12, 2012 at 10:25 PM UTC
If I could ever want anything more, I would take it for my own
forgetting permission, forgetting what feelings have been shown.
I'd rather have nothing else if it meant having you for good.
But I hate feeling like this, unlike a teenage girl should.
What makes this ever worse is the mental picture in my mind,
of you and me sharing a kiss, and other gestures, so kind.
I know that I am unsure if you want me as I want you,
but I know that I could give you a smile, never a feeling of blue.
I know that I would give you everything that you could ever desire
I can show you a different kind of love that burns like fire.
Yet, I am so naive to this feeling, and this care for another
but I know I am ready to share this, so I no longer have to wonder.
I do not want to share this with just anyone,
only you, because it's my heart that you have won.
Jul 30, 2012
Jul 30, 2012 at 8:38 PM UTC
I am a shell,
rough on the outside
as everyone can tell.
But I hide so much,
on the inside are things
that only I can touch.
The things are so beautiful
these things inside
but I make this inscrutable.
Because I am afraid,
ever so frightened
that my life will never be made
I have to reveal these things
deep inside of me
as if they were new kings
an angel with wings
or a mute that sings.
I am ready to take on life
to the best of my ability
regardless the strife.
but a push would be nice.
Jul 19, 2012
Jul 19, 2012 at 10:34 PM UTC
There are no hands on the clock of love
it all seems true when push comes to shove.
Those who know this kind of feeling
understand its rare meaning.
Keep your eyes open to the fact of the matter
though it feels so right, it may not last forever.
But never lose that hope and those dreams,
because you may give up before you know what it means.
Keep a wall up and don't make yourself seem vulnerable,
though you may want to fall fast because it's so wonderful.
But open your heart to the idea of fully loving another,
because if it slips away you may spend hours in wonder.
Keep your standards high and your chin even higher,
settling for less is never something that one would desire.
But realize the greatest of things come in odd packages,
because the one wrapped in gold know how to do damages.
Most of all:
Keep yourself up and ready to feel appalled,
but know that the catch is always better than the fall.
Jul 19, 2012
Jul 19, 2012 at 10:22 PM UTC