I've been in the dark for a exceedingly long time.
My eyes have adjusted.
All I know is the dark now,
it's seldom when light enters.
It's like the Sun meeting the Moon.
The Moon thinks it always triumphs.
But the brutal truth is,
darkness cannot exist without light.
They both thrive on one another.
They wont admit it.
But if the Sun died.
The Moon would soon after.
If the Moon died.
The Sun would soon after.
Because neither of them would have something to support.
Not one person would exist if there wasn't the Sun or the Moon.
If no one exist, who does the Sun have to make happy?
Who does the Moon have to make sad?
If the Sun didn't pass the Moon every 2 years,
would the Moon provide any light? Any gloomy glow?
If light didn't enter my life every once in awhile.
I would have died a long time ago.

You want a rough guy,
Well that's just not me, baby
You want a man that'll waste your time
Instead of worry about your safety

I'm gentle, but I'm a wreck
You're always on my mind
I cant seem to satisfy
**** this poem, I'm to mad to even write
Thinking I'm gonna try and be someone I'm not for you.
LOL nope.

restlessness grips me
and loneliness settles in

squeezes me in its hands
and refuses to let me go;

i've come to realize that there are people who emphasize this misery i'm feeling so i shut the door and windows close and i don't talk

and all i have become
is alone.

This time,
I lit a match
With the intent to start a fire.

A fire that was quickly extinguished,
But the damage was done.

I fell for my best friend
And in doing so,
Sealed my fate.

And so the pattern continues.
Another one on the list and out of my life.

But as I begin to pick up the pieces and rebuild the walls,
I can’t help but linger.
Thinking and hoping,
That maybe, just maybe,
He’ll change his mind.

I know this hope,
I’ve felt it before.
But never have I believed in it,
Until now.

Hope is the only thing stronger than fear.
The fear of being alone.
The fear of pain.
The fear to trust and love.

Hope is the only reason I went in for that first kiss.
Proof is his hands grabbing my face, pulling me closer.

A little hope is effective,
A lot of hope is dangerous.
A spark is fine,
As long as it’s contained.

I let it run wild instead,
And got lost chasing after it.

I have yet to find my way back.

She was crying
She had before
I'm sure she will again.
She says she wasn't going to anymore.

Hypocrite!

What about what you told me?
You say "I'm ok"
When you're obviously not
You're lying to yourself
And me
You know that!

I was disgusted.
Lying to yourself.
To me.
Don't you know how much I care?!
How much I love you?!
Why would you lie to me then...?
I told you not to say it again.
I told you to promise.
And I will always be here for you.
Even if something somehow changes between us
If you stop loving me
If we fade in some way
I will always love you
My shoulder is for you to cry on
After all,
I don't use it.
I welcome tears
If they come.
But it's not easy for me.
Even if I try

But you have cried around me...
Is it three times now?
I hope I'm not causing it
Somehow
Because I would hate that.
You kept asking me
Before you cried
Why I was looking at you.

Well.
I didn't know what to do.
What to say.
It's tremendously difficult for me
To reach out
Say the things I did.
I don't do well with those things.
But for you
I will always
Always
Always
Try.

i like to take pictures of me smiling
because i am a ginger baby
and we were born to grin,
daddy says so.

i like to look at them later
and remind myself how to arrange my lips
my cheeks
and the little rainbows
that live around my eyes
when i cannot think for a second
how on earth
i used to
smile

smile,
baby
they say
and you can have this one
for
free