I'm addicted to your everything. Your look, your touch, Your sneer, your smile, Your love and hate. I just can't pull myself away. Your biting words, Your fighting blows, Your angry glance. I'm addicted to all of it. Someone please help me stop.
She conquered her demons, and wore her scars like... Wings. We all get burned down sometimes. But the next step is a choice. Do you let your ashes blow away? Or do you rise from the ashes like a Phoenix? The choice is yours so, Choose wisely.
I gaze at your picture from across the room and try to remember the sound of your voice these empty halls once filled with your laughter now sit vacant empty and abandoned just like my heart
Hurt and pain. There's much to gain. Peace and love. It's all the same. Confusion and doubt. We're not without. We weep, we cry. We plead, we try. We laugh, we smile. Only to be hurt by one last trial. Life is a lesson, so learn it well. Maybe, one day, you can tell it's tale.
Orange letters On a black screen Speaking of danger Hot and intense by nature No small sparks To light the way Of children's to be Favorite memories The middle of summer Begins to mean Uncomfortable nights And light shows No more Fireflies Beautiful dancing Or bond fires Just the bittersweet memories Of a different year The joy of years past Leaves you sitting on the hard floor Crying For no other reason Than not seeing Those stunning bits of fire That lit up your childhood Having them withheld Has brought you to this Tears running down your face As the bombs crack around you Recorded many years past With the sound of others Enjoying the sight Your favorite part of the year Yet you never knew how much Such a small thing could mean Until you're left On the wrong side of the fence Hand in hand With a new one Different than years past Who wraps their arms around you As the tears slide down your face Reflecting fireworks not seen
Such a sad Fourth of July. So much has changed in a year.