I am a person with a heart that is in need of mending,
A person that feels weak and tends to fail when it comes to self-defending,
But I can’t lie and say that I don’t have some good,
Because when no one else would,
I tried to help the frail
Even if it turned me to become weakened and pale…

I always try to take one-step further,
But to be honest, I am still a learner,
I don’t know what I should be doing in this life,
This era filled of darkness and strife.

A place where you can’t always think things through,
Where not everything you’ve been told is true,
But one can only try to change the outcome
Because, before named victor, you’d have to run.

- E.A.F

I never know if I should be moving on
Or staying strong
I never know
how to control
these feelings
That are whispering
In my ear

The feelings that ignite
The moon and stars
Just because I’m willing to fight
Even if I don’t know where you are

I don’t know how you feel
I don’t know if you think this is real
I don’t know when you want to talk
And I don’t know if you’ll stay or walk

But I do know
that I think I like you
'Cause I feel the sting of Cupids’ bow
And I’m hoping you do too

I feel the sting of that never ending bow
I feel the angel wings surrounding me
I feel that mysterious glow
I feel like I’m okay with only you and me

But I wish upon a star
Every night
That I’m right bout you who are
Oh how I hope I’m right

'Cause I know how I feel
I know I wish this were real
I know when I want to talk
And I know I don’t want to walk

'Cause

I feel the sting of that stupid bow
I feel the angel wings surrounding me
I feel that mysterious glow
I feel like I’m okay with only you and me

But I don’t know if you’ll stay or go
I don’t know if you’ll walk that walk
I don’t know if you feel this too
And I don’t know if you ever really want to talk

But most of all

I never know if I should be moving on
Or staying strong
I never know
how to control
these feelings
That are whispering
In my ear

- E. A. F

Are my tears forced or real?
Are my emotions truly what I feel?
Or do I just stand and wait?
As if to say my heart will take any plain, old bait
As if the only happiness I will ever see is that of others,
The ones with a happy mom and dad, a sister and of cause those annoying brothers.

The ones who haven’t felt this level of pain,
Maybe the kind that the earth feels when hit by the rain,
But not the kind to make a notebook and pen become a best friend.
Not the kind to make solitude the only thing you’d defend.

No, not the kind to make you feel lonely in a crowded room.
Not the kind to take your reason to life away with a great, big boom.

I envy those that have what I do not,
I hate those that can love what I can not,
I miss those that left me behind…
I wish those memories wouldn’t haunt my mind.

The memories of walking into my first stage of hell,
Tears that could overflow a bottomless well,
Screams of help that could make a deaf person cringe
And teardrops so acidic they could cause my skin to singe

All apart what I am, both strong and weak.
Parts of the past that will always cause a tear to roll down my cheek

And you ask if I’m doing well?
If you must know.. I’m in my second stage of hell.
Seven more to go from here
I’ll let you know if I ever get back to where my heart is near.

- E. A. F

My page seemed to be blank
I looked at the emptiness and my heart rate sank
I felt the unfilled lines creep off the page
coated with a fearsome rage

Refined with the rejection of my pen,
Enough to end the lives of a thousand men
The lines danced around my throat
Tempted me to start what I never wrote

It started,
“There once was girl, faint-hearted was she,
For her first love was forced to flee
And now dreadfully parted
Her heart beat ached and flickered
For their love and lust still lingered…”

I sat and stared at the twisted sentences
And reread these words of emphasis
The lines sorrow set flight
Allowed my pulse to sleep that night    

- E. A. F

The tune that sets off my alarm
The notes that carry all of my charm
The shivers that make my heart flutter
And my essence melt like butter

The breeze that seeps through the wind chimes
The echoing instruments that full countless lifetimes
The fingers that move against the threads of the soul
Compositions that leave a person feeling whole

The sighing highs and the weeping lows
The breathless moments to the shows
The fulfillment to the crowds screams
The fuel to my fire, my dreams

The mystery behind the composer’s movement
The magic within this fulfillment
The love I entrust with the soul of the music
This feeling leaving me static

I can feel cloud nine within my reach
Don’t make me sit and preach
About my past experiences
And all the consequences
That have left me on my knees
Begging father please
Be rid of my sins
And treasure my wins

Let me Follow what might be
The future me,
my true shades and shape
For this is my one and only escape

- E. A. F

I’ve been left with countless memories, moments of us
All the feeling we once shared, like love, happiness and trust

But my heart is aching
Its breaking
I don't know what to do now
I don't know when, where or how
No, not anymore,
I’m too sore

I can see the fork in the road
I’m taking its as the code
To see if I live my happily ever after
Even if I can't hear the laughter
Or see the smiles
'Cause I’ve traveled far away, for miles and miles

Out of sight, just like I wanted
But I can’t help but feel haunted
By what u left me
By what we could be

I’ve walked bare foot in the rain
I’ve tried to control the pain
But I can’t contain
No, no no
What I’m feeling
No no no

'Cause I Thought you loved me
But turns out I was blinded by glee
this fork lightened the shadows
And opened all the doors and windows

And when the light seeped through
I realized that we were finally through

- E. A. F

You’re my ark to this overflowing flood
Shepard to these lost herds
The sun to the unwanted mud
The teacher to these needy nerds

You’re the foundation of my pillar
The plot to a best-seller
You’re my number after zero
And my one and only superhero

My point is, you’re the skip to my step
The reason behind my pep
The dew to my summer grass
And the springs chirping birds that fly pass

But I guess you already know that
With all the winks and kisses in our chat
You’d be blind to not understand
That you’re apart of the life I have planned

- E. A. F