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Jolene Perron Jul 2010
The waves twist,
and violently turn.
The wind blows,
through this unforgiving world.

The sky turns grey,
covering the blue.
Slowly becoming black,
and my heart is too.

I look out to sea,
wonder what I did wrong.
Was it ever meant to me?
were they right all along?

As much as we fight,
and as much as we try.
Nothing is working,
as I kneel down and cry.

The weather turns,
and it starts to rain.
The storm rolls in,
conquering the day.

The darkness takes over,
tearing the beauty apart.
Just as my cold darkness,
slowly conquers my heart.

Becoming something new,
someone you do not know.
I'm tired of hiding the pain,
it's time I let it show.

Maybe then you'll understand,
exactly what I feel.
Maybe then to you,
my emotions will be real.

Because lately,
it does not seem to matter.
How many times I repair,
my heart which is shattered.

They find a way,
to break it again.
And I hand it to him,
so he can try to mend.

But what else can I do,
when I feel like a storm.
Black and hateful,
trying to repair what is torn.

You throw me more,
than I can possibly handle.
And I'm giving up,
like a blown out candle.

You can say it's nothing,
that this is just a faise.
That I'll get over it,
in just a couple of days.

But I've been like this,
for some time now.
And I've tried to break out,
of this storm somehow.

But the storm goes on,
and the thunder crashes.
And the rain pours,
and the lightening flashes.

As I try once more,
to mend my tattered heart.
But it's hard to do,
when it keeps falling apart.

It's broken for reasons,
which are difficulf to express.
And I'm breaking down,
over this stupid mess.

But they're gone forever,
for no reason at all.
And here I lay,
with no one to break my fall...

So the storm rolls on,
taking over my world.
As I cry waiting,
for someone to return.

To save me from this,
the storm inside of me.
To help me overcome,
and return to the old me.
Jolene Perron Jul 2010
Lighting crashes,
on the cold concreate.
Eluminating the sky,
screaming at me 'defeat'.

The rain pours down,
flooding the streets.
Drag me to the road,
kiss me soft on the cheek.

The thunder sounds,
hard and loud.
It scars me lots,
those stupid black clouds.

But your touch is warm,
against my wet shirt.
And your kiss is firm,
making my lips hurt.

You pull back slow,
look into my eyes.
I look up at you,
completely mesmorized.

Your touch is firm,
your eyes bright green.
As lightening eluminates,
the cold deserted street.
Jolene Perron Jul 2010
Hidden feelings,
hidden thoughts.
The suicide,
never forgot.

Help me,
help you,
All I am,
is everything in you.

I'm scared for you,
you're everything to me.
I can't lose you,
can't set you free.

Stay by my side,
please do not go.
It's been so long,
since I had a smile to show.

I'll sit with you,
from twilight 'till dawn.
I'll stay with you,
'till you battle is won.

I can see it,
hidden in your eyes.
The hurt and betrayal,
that you try to hide.

But I see the truth,
stop trying to hide.
I understand,
and I do not mind.

Talk to me sweets,
I'm always here.
I'll fight your demons,
I'll dry your tears.

I know all this,
I feel it too.
Listen to me,
help me help you.

I understand,
just tell me it all.
I'm here for you,
I'll catch you when you fall...
Jolene Perron Jul 2010
Her skirt's too short,
his pants too tight.
She never smiles,
he's forced to fight.

He lost his job,
her baby's on the way.
He's doing the drugs,
her grades aren't okay.

Six billion people,
all around the world.
Some forced to fight,
some boy some girl.

Everyone's story,
everyone's life.
Six billion people,
alone tonight.

You think it's rough,
gotta ace that test.
What about the girl,
with the pregnancy test?

How about the guy,
who lost his job.
With a wife and kids,
who can't go home.

How about the guy,
the one who's forced to fight.
Otherwise he might,
not make it through the night.

How about the girl,
the one who never smiles.
She's beaten and bruised,
been running for miles.

These people you see,
all have something the same.
These people in the world,
they are not ashamed.

For everyone has someone,
no matter who they are.
They make you feel safe,
they heal your scars.

Six billion people,
all you need is one.
Six billion people,
six billion to one...
Jolene Perron Jul 2010
The gun's in my hand,
the thoughts in my head.
The feelings are gone,
the words have been said.
The end if near,
there is no hope.
A head filled with friends,
friends can't help me cope.
My finger's on the trigger,
I'm about to let go.
no hope from what I figure,
no hope so let me go.

Lately it doesn't feel right,
lately it doesn't make sense.
I've tried my hardest to fight,
I've tried to break down this fence.
Nothing's been helping,
nothing's been right.
I'm tired of fighting,
I'll never be alright.

Help me take my finger off the trigger...
Bring hope to what I can't figure.
Jolene Perron Jul 2010
Music fills the house as tears fill her eyes,
she can't take many more of all these g'byes.
Broken promises and millions of lies,
a kiss on the cheek and one final goodbye.
She's kept it all together and stayed full of will,
but honey she's just falling even farther down that hill.
Her mother's abuse and her friends cruel words,
with no one to confide and no where to turn.
She wears the scars like the bruises on her ego,
she can't remember when it started for it was so long ago.

Years from now with a husband and kids,
they'll be playing outside and see what she hid.
The scars on her wrists the pain in her eyes,
they'll ask where it came from who caused it and why.
With no answer she'll simply brush them off,
with a broken heart for lying and remembering...
why she tried but never forgot...
Jolene Perron Jul 2010
The scars the pain,
the blood I shed.
The hurt the confusion,
you can not mend.

The darkened streets,
I walks alone.
The yelling the torture,
I can't just go home.

A joker a Queen,
any other card.
Deal me a different one,
this one's taken me too far.

The burning the heat,
it's too much to take.
The frown's getting deeper,
a smile I can not fake.

It echos it's loud,
that voice in my ear.
The night he told me,
'Don't worry dear...

I'm here for you,
you can trust me.
you have nothing to fear,
when you're with me'

The touching the violence,
oh please make it stop!
I can't squirm or wiggle out,
someone call a cop!

I scream and cry,
I leave the scene.
The **** the torture,
it will never leave me.

The words of men,
forever echo loud.
They always leave me alone,
for someone else to be found.

The last time I trusted,
it was forever lost.
I loved him with all I had,
at a painful cost.

For he left me alone,
lied to me without truth.
Believed anothers words,
without any real proof.

The blade it sliced,
my skin I tear.
The blood is dripping,
covers the clothes I wear...
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