She was beautiful; Average to some, But to him, magnificent Her hair; brown at first, Then shades of copper danced through in the sunlight Her skin; a perfect shade of olive and more lovely than any flower he'd ever seen
I will sing again. Maybe not today; Probably not tomorrow; But, I will belt out this freedom; I will release chords of joy and my Heart will thump the bass notes .
Pictures are nothing but captures of fiction; I'll burn them. Words spoken made perfect sense; I'll regret them. Truths are funny when they're spoken from the mouth of a liar; I'll laugh at them. Kisses with passion seem relevant when you love someone; I'll hate them. Every one who said you were good for me; I'll burn them.
Pull it from me, the love notes that make my heart sing Light the fire that burns only the way we can understand Make my body weak with desires only you can fulfill Have my hands tremble at just the thought of you against me I want to feel alive with you
Is this my life or just an existence I'm a lamb to the slaughter Everyone has cruel intentions What made me this way What went wrong Can I be fixed Am I too far gone Anger inside me Rage in my eyes Was it mommy's hateful words Or all daddy's lies Did I have unfaithful friends Was it in school that I choked Maybe it was the man who said he loved me then put his hands around my throat Did the unethical expectations plant this dreadful seed Am I a lost cause Looking for a hand to help me...