I love him I tell myself I know that We will be together forever I don’t believe that We could be separated My thoughts tell me that He’s the love of my life Sometimes my heart lies and says I could live an eternity Without him Like my friends say “We’re perfect for each other” And you can’t tell me He’s not the one.
She watches a firefly dancing in the pretty, sorrowful darkness. She’s a moonflower clinging to her dream, singing songs of love and magic. A mystical vision in the radiance of night, in her concluding silky, passionate glide upon the deathless sky, in her deepest grief, some blissful dreams arise.
If I gave you my soul, would you read each page? Scribble notes of interest and know me. Would you take the time, to help tape the seams? Would you mend, the fragility of my soul? It tears and rips, easily, emotionally.
if i wrote my future all would be changed from the way i was raised to the thoughts in my brain if i wrote my future no love would be lost so i’d stand right beside you no matter the cost if i wrote my future i’d bring nothing but peace and save you from sorrow and the darkness that creeps if i wrote my future you’d still be here but you wrote my future and i did nothing but stare
I hide away from the shadows. They cloud my senses. I avoid them at my every grasp. Covering my fears like a mask Freeing Hiding Running
Safety is just a cover-up. A mask per-say To hide the pain I endure every day.
Sometimes I drift too far. To uncover The pain within I fall Down deeper than I ever want to go To the deep within Full of locked memories and broken dreams I arrive at the candy store of childhood horrors
The word that is used to describe my pain “Salty” “Agro” Brief description That is nowhere near correct I mask my pain with anger and smiles Hoping to reconcile with the thing people call god
What is god Is god a service A prayer Or just a figment of our imagination Is it some man floating in the sky opening the gates of heaven Saying walk right in
No God is who we want it to be It is something to cherish and to hold In the darkest of times
Then why do I not believe? Will it make things better? Saying Our god who art in heaven, please help Maybe so that I can breathe again