They ask me what I see,
What I see when I'm dreaming,
What I see when I'm listening,
What I see when I'm writing,
But I don't see; I understand,

I understand how minds work,
I understand how hearts work,
I understand how my world works,
But I don't understand them.

Why can't people accept it?
Why do they need to know why?
Why do they want to know?
But they don't want to know why; they want to know what.

If I see their futures,
If I see the dead,
If I see words before me,
But I don't see; I understand.

So when they ask, what do I see in you?
I don't reply. I smile,
Because when I dream,
And I listen,
And I write,
You know what I see?
What I've always seen:
You.

Lay me down and show me how
To feel the pain in you
Wrap me in the way you feel
So I can
Feel it too

I can look into your eyes and tell
See no light aglow
But I cannot know the way you feel
‘til you lay me down
And show

Lay me down and show me how
To feel the pain in you
Wrap me in the way you feel
So I can
Feel it too

Those pieces of your emptiness
Drift in with the rain
I can see those holes in you
Filled with
Only pain

Look into these eyes of mine
Love is all aglow
A light to fill your emptiness
Enough to flood
Your soul

Lay me down, I will show you how
I can take the pain from you
Wrap you in the way I feel
So you
Can feel it too

Lay me down
I will show you how
I can take your pain from you………..

I am afraid of the expression on my face,
every time someone mentions your name.
     I am scared of the look in my eyes,
every time I pass by your house.
    I am frightened of the sound of my heart,
every time I mistake you with someone.
    I am terrified of your lingering touch,
every time I dream about us.
    But what scares me to death is the thought
that some day I will say it aloud to myself
I REALLY DID LOVE HIM.

I don't hate my life,
just the person living it.

I don't like the pain,
but the sight of my own blood is bliss.

I don't want to die,
just to turn my mind off.

I don't want to cry,
so I smile for the poeple I love.

I don't like what I see in the mirror,
but the hurt reflecting in my eyes holds a sort of beauty.

I don't want to hurt myself,
and I know the only one hurting me is

*Me.

Sometimes i hate my life.
Sometimes i love it.
Sometimes i pick up the knife.
Sometimes i loose it.
Sometimes i hate you,
and i wish that you disappear.
Sometimes i need you,
and i hope that you're here.
My life is so confusing.
And i don't have any solution.
I can't figure out what wrong with me.
So please would you help me ?
Please give me an angel,
send straight down from heaven.
So he would guide me into the night,
and show me what's wrong and right.

© Sùkeey

Don't cry, this kiss is a kiss goodbye.
Don't cling, it's time to part.
Don't look at me nor ask me why
I've taken back my heart.

No questioning, no pleading;
No door remains ajar.
No doubt your heart is bleeding
Now, and wounds of love will scar.

Don't hope to ever turn back time,
Nor resurrect the flame
Of what became a pantomime
Of love, in all but name.

We talked, once
I asked a mundane question
Hoping for more than an answer
But no,
You replied and turned away

Our eyes met, once
I smiled and blushed
Wishing for more than that glance
But no,
You blinked and turned away

We touched, once
Our arms brushed on our ways past
I whispered an apology
Pleading for you more than ever before
But no,
You didn't even look

Now there isn't anything much
We aren't even aware anymore
I still wish, hope, and plead
But no,
You won't even know I'm here