What cruelty is a heart
It beats and breaks and tears us apart,
Love which is ment to mend,
Leads us rather to our end,
I know its selfish but I cant help it,
All my life I looked for love,
My luck that it was found and stolen away,
Doesnt he know!?
One word from his lips and I will crumble,
Every day I wake thinking of him,
Sweet dreams of mine are filled with his voice,
No one gets why I am so sad
They never had love like I had,
Loser me lost it so easy,
Out of my hands it went,
Vearing towards a downward *****,
Entering hell that never ends,
Maybe if I died this pain would end,
Every day my mind thinks,
And we have only been apart a week.
Never will I be okay with it,
Yet I find peace knowing he's happy,
More often I cry alone,
One tear follows another,
Running away from reality seems nice,
Every daydream he's there and loves me again.

Hello, can you hear me?
Lately it seems that
I’m always the one standing here
Waiting for you to say
Those words of love, for attention
In reply to my precious words
Repeatedly, I’ve said them lately
Yet you haven’t said them at all
I always have to **** or poke you
Or think of something fascinating to say
Just hoping to catch your eye
I might be yours, but still
Do you ever think of me throughout your day?

Shrugging me off and not saying a word
Hurts a little, each and every time you do so
Busy bee you may be
But you said I was a priority
Yet it seems I have been left behind
Lately you only want to talk or pay attention to me
When it’s convenient for you
I'm a human being, don't you see
I feel for you more than you know

Realize that even just a couple of words
From you fills me with complete glee
I strive to keep you happy
Whenever I need you
Many times throughout a day
When I feel tired and lonely
All I want is you to comfort me
I just want your love, so please…
Could you say something?
Love me just a little more, keep me in your heart

Give me some of your time please
I've been patient, but I can't wait forever
Putting in the effort is your job too
I'm tired of feeling like a fool
Just for needing you

Tell me you love me, it's all I want to hear
Those words of sweetness
Let them fall from your lips
Caress my cheek with your fingertips
Look me in the eye and don't flinch

Inexplicably, my presence invokes your smile
in instances of pure and uncontained joy.
Can You Really Love Me So?

I dare not ask this question aloud -
fearful that you won't confirm our union.

Being together is magical for me;
each shared moment illuminates my life
with Hope's brightest light.

I dare not ask this question aloud -
Can You Really Love Me So?

Our natural chemistry is a catalyst,
igniting passion that comes from...
Simply gazing on your immortal smile.

I must be crazy to imagine
that you would have me around,
nourishing me with your spiritual essence.

Can You Really Love Me So?
I am willing to learn...



Author Notes:

Loosely based on: Prov 31

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What is different about your trunk?
Said the Cedar to the Ash.
It's rotten, ere forgotten,
And its branches have long gone.

What is different about your leaves?
Asked the Oak to the Holly.
They're pointed and disjointed
And their colour has gone dark.

What is different about your boughs?
Asked the Poplar to the Yew.
They're leveled and disheveled.
Do you like them? Oh I do.

The sunlight is fanned by your boughs, dear Yew,
Rain makes night seem longer on your leaves, my Holly
Your trunk may be rotten, dear Ash, but it is terribly untrue
To say that it does worse than any other.

The forest lights with sunly sprights
And I will walk among the trees
And hear the sounds and see the sights
Of a nature much more at ease.

With eyes of evergreen
And freckles of galaxies
You ******* undone
With heart of purity
You take my insecurities
And make me want to love
It was you who captured me
And gave me sympathy
You saved me from myself
You say you will never leave
And I promise the same of me
You rid me of my little hell

-Successfully Broken

In a single day,
we can lose everything.
All that we think
is most important
to us can be gone in a flash--
our home, our job,
our belongings, our health,
and even our loved ones.

But there's one thing
that we can count on
through the worst of times,
even when we think
all is lost,
and that's His love.

His love is the only
constant in life,
and through Him,
we can draw enough
strength to not only survive
the very worst of times,
but to reclaim
hope and happiness
tomorrow.

He will always
show us the way!

I listened but I heard no sound
Falling from his lips.
Instead I heard my beating heart
Wanting to meet his.

I loved how his hands would follow
When his mouth would move.
For a busy mind like mine
His tender voice did soothe.

-ARI

Before you fall in love with a suicidal girl
Don't.
Suicide can not be romanticized and though she might idolize you
Remember that you may not be enough.
Remember that this world may never be enough.
Demons don't just go away, sometimes they just hide in the shadows.
And even at the highest noon they are there. Just smaller. The sun will go down.
She will always have shadows.
Remember that no matter what you do
You are irrelevant in her master plan.
She will plan out her letters in your arms.
When she is silent hold her. Make her know that she is loved, it may not be enough but those few moments in your arms might make her think twice.
But don't assume for one second you will be her savior.
When you see cuts on her wrists do not beg her to stop.
She won't.
She will cut deeper for letting you see her weak.
She will try to be strong.
She will put on a show for you. She will make you forget she was ever depressed.
Remember that sunsets can make you forget that night is bound to follow.
Know that night will follow.
When you get her final love letter to you
Ignore the fact that it is stained in blood.
Do not pour your precious time.into wondering if she suffered.
She will write her apologies in her best handwriting.
Do not read it.
Get in your car and drive.
Drive to the nearest bar and read the letter through hazy bloodshot eyes.
Do not blame yourself.
Do not look for moments you could have done something different.
It'll drive you crazy.
Before you fall in love with a suicidal girl.
Don't.

In the real world
     I am merely a passerby.
Finding no home to call my own.

I walk the dusty ***** streets
                  So lost and all alone.
Why then should it be this way?
Is this the modern way of life?
   Am I to always suffer loneliness
        A life beset by doubt.