"Words flow through my body as to tides flow in the sea.  When a storm hits of motivation, they become never ending."

Writing is in my blood, encrypted DNA in my body, it's apart of me.  Sometimes, when my mixed emotions get to me, it's hard to write a thing.  The words refuse to complete the puzzle, they sit in the wrong spot.  Most of them get blocked, and yet I still can have all of these thoughts. Drives my crazy sometimes, when I can not seem to unwind my mind.  That's why lately, I've haven't been quite writing.  All I really want it to write little master pieces, that I could be proud of when I read.  Have the world get to know the real me.  Motivation is the Key.

It hits like lighting shooting out from the sky.  Hitting a nerve in my body that impacts my brain.  There all the words awake and travel throughout my veins. Inspiration never felt the same,  but that's really all I can explain.  The rest is up to me, to combine the words to the puzzle, to fit the masterpiece.  With everything that is sustained, I prevail and release.  The ending result is up to thee.  

I was destined to write and writing is my destiny.  It is what makes me.....me.

Another time I watch the sun rise
Another day that came
I watch go bye
Here I sit wasting away
While the long days pass

I try to pass the time by sleep
Escape this life that haunts my dreams
Suffocating
As I see the world through bars
Hiding behind brick walls
Fading away

Another sun rise
Another day goes by
And here I am wasting away

All hope is gone
I've felt this way for so long
Same thing, New day
Here it goes again

Another sun rise
Another day goes by
And I am wasting away

The mask over his face hides away his true expression
His eyes depict that I should be aware and have cation
Leaving the nature of his thoughts unexposed
Makes me wonder what his actions will dispose
The temptation of his own reaction appeals to me
The question of my slight gestures to be worthy

Every time our eyes cross...within every glance I get lost
Time diminishes and one minute feels endless
Bounded...entwined...I can read into you mind
My heart is aching  and I know what you're thinking
I only conceal it from you because I don't have the strength to tell you how I feel.

He comes to me and he grabs me by the hand
Holds me in his arms and dances till we can't stand
Whispering forbidden words inside my ear of his own decree
My self conscious imposes and disagrees
My body reverts in it's own defense and starts to shake
Another glimpse inside his eyes I retake

"I can see it in your eyes and I know whats on your mind,
But I don't have the strength to tell you how I feel."

The snow out side fell from the sky in so many shades.  
The wind across your face felt like razor blades.

The weather was so horrid  that you could not see clear.  
Until all of what was beyond came near.

By that time is was to late for you to sway and turn.  
The odds were to be ready to crash and burn.

I had lost you, in the pit of the storm, I had lost you.
From heavens scorn I had lost you, forever I have lost you.

How is it, that you were once by my side,
and a minute later you vanish from sight.

The snow and wind start to collide,there will be no finding you tonight.

"I'll shut the world out if I have to, but no matter how hard it gets, I won't let you see me cry."

Late at night, while most are asleep.  I lay awake, toss and turn.  I look back and start think:

(A ending to a new beginning.)


Another tear falls,gently sliding down my face.
These recent memories I start to replay.
Only wishing they could be erased.
My broken heart in so much pain.

A broken winged bird that can't fly.
Is like pulling the wings off a butterfly.

Can't breath, lungs filled with oxygen.
Yet I still gasp for air.
The feeling of emptiness in side,Causes another tear.
Being alone has now become my new fear.

A kiss remains just a kiss,but a rose means so much more.
This love has thorns.
****** then makes you bleed.

His touch has no comforts for me.
As if he is no longer there.
Seems to of left and disappeared.

This sweet taste turns bitter.
These bright colors go dull.
Gives a reason not to love at all.

One last tear left in the corner of my eye.
Pressing my head into the pillow, as I let out a sigh.
Closing my eyes I fall fast asleep and at last start to dream.
Goodnight!

(Wash the tears away, let them dry. It's a shame I had to cry myself to sleep tonight. Well, no more need to have wings, because I have no reason to fly. Can't even free fall from the sky. For I have become the broken winged bird that no longer has hope in life. I am that rose with thorns, and black petals, showing that even LOVE can too lose its beauty and become ugly.)

"In this land of confusion,
questioning this path that circles you.
Wondering if I have the strength to walk away."

This circle forms straight lines, each line redefines a secrete answer that it reveals.I listen through silence, search through darkness, for answers to the questions raining inside my head.When out of nowhere it provoked me, a sudden impact, opened my eyes and allowed me to see.
Some hesitation from this realization of what I failed to know;truth.
Right in front of me, it was there along and now I understand.

"There's been times I've been so confused,
but all my roads seem to lead to you.
It's to late to turn around and walk away."

Your like the sun a worship, I'm that plant making its complete round trip, orbiting around you.My centre, my whole inner being unzipped, the core of my existence; my heart.Without you I'd parish, taking away your love that dilutes my veins.Like without breath, how could my heart continue to beat be neath my chest?A future with you, holds me to this earth and gives me a life that has worth, in endless possibilities.

"At this time I've found the conclusion,
I walk down this road beside you.
Promising that I'll never lead you astray."

Over whelmed by this pain and suffering that she had to endure for so long.
She has finally come to the conclusion that she does not belong.
Hey there Mr. Hang-man go find your rope.
This girl could not find any other way to escape and no longer has hope.
Over there Mr. Hang-man go claim her soul.
Pushed past the breaking point she had lost all self-control.
She found peace threw woven threads.
Her body just dangling there as the rope was strung around her neck.
One last tear she will ever shed.
With no note left behind no one will know her last thoughts,
true intent or what was really going through her head.
For all truth died with her when she decided to leave this earth.
It wasn't until she was gone that her family and friends realized her worth.
The stream of tears from every set of eyes...
does not compare to all the tears this poor girl had to hide.