The fire of our hearts,
It burned us to ashes.
We sobbed into our hands,
Tears hanging from our lashes.

Your tears stirred sorrow in me,
To see you torn up tore me down.
It made a whole calamity of feelings
Spur up and become found.

Now, I don't know what we are,
Or even how to advance.
I'm sorry that I went along,
I'm sorry I danced that dance.

let it be known
be shown
what there is for eyes to see
we will grow
and die
and live
and be
with
and without
but the balance is everything and
the Present is all that
exists

Some things you cannot compete with . You just a have to miserably tear yourself down and hope that the next person likes the "perfection" that you have built for them . I guess there is fun in waiting for your own funeral because death has never looked so beautiful.

the word sorry has pierced my heart
and left me bleeding
you  have hurt me more times
than sorry can redeem
from the depth of my sorrow
i wallow with regrets of trusting you

i have tried loving you but
ended being tied by you
your deceitful charm have poisoned
my heart black
i have patiently waited for you to change
but you have changed me to your patient
the betrayal has just made me so sick

with ***** hands you have crushed
my pure heart
and made me  poor
i can't even afford a heartbeat
eternal ache is what is beating in the hollow
of my empty chest
you have murdered trust
and made me orphan and a beggar
begging for love to die

I am sorry
we met and for long savoured that fate
that you dared to happily ever after contemplate
I am sorry
it was so right for a while when we gobbled every mile
so much you thought it would always be but a smile
I am sorry
you expected so much from a heart with so little to give
I am sorry
I spoke about the sun and you heard of sunrise
I am sorry
I was meaning the journey but you thought of the destination
I am sorry
you hoped I would answer every question
sorry I plucked you roses and you didn't see the thorns
I am sorry
it wasn't a walk in the park or it was but the Serengeti
I am sorry
when I pointed to the clear night you felt it would never rain
I am sorry
I bathed you in pleasure and you forgot there's pain
I am sorry
I held you so tight you didn't prepare for when we drift apart
I am sorry
you swam to the deep end and coming out broke your Heart
I am sorry
you thought reality could be like the movies
where you forevermore enjoy the Angelic showbiz
I am sorry
you grew up way too soft but had to learn the hard way
I am sorry
our parting ways was too much a price for you to pay
but I am not sorry for the moments I confessed my affection
the many times I said I love you and you said it too
for there was a time, I swear this to you,
there was a time those words were so true

Happiness is not a choice.
Sometimes it's here.
Sometimes it's not.

Spilling myself out.
All you do is scream and shout.
Listen, please.
My last breath.
The unforgiving.
How can you leave your daughter alone.
You left her with the same man who tortured you.. left her in his home.
Calls of distress, yet, your boyfriend is whom you rather impress.
You are supposed to love and protect.
Neglect.
Fourteen years old.
No place to call home.
Cannabis a girl's bestfriend.
Avoiding "home" when He was alone and drinking.
Avoiding everything.
The last breath.

"It hurt," she said through confused tears.
I didn't know I had opened a hidden fear.
By me saying that the scars didn't bother me,
There was something further that she didn't see.
It bothered me so much that she went to a knife for comfort, while I was so near. It bothered me that she told me her struggles, only after she shed tears. It bothered me that she felt so alone. But it didn't **** me. I won't let it. Because I know that there is not scar that can't be healed by the right hand. There is no wound that can't be sewn shut with the right care. And I know that there is nothing she alone should have to bear. For I am, and will always be right here.

fall endlessly like raindrops to the ocean;
Like little soldiers, one after the other,
They fall just as the enemy targets them.

Why am I here?
Why do I tell you this?
Why do these fall in my face when my insides feel nothing?

Then again, what is a smile with happiness in it?