I tend  not live in past
I live and learn as my words heal
I made some  mistake but  have wipe the dirt off my face
People live in past as way learn or rub mistakes in face of others
My words are my bullets
My pain is wake up call to move forward
It is easy rub someone face in the dirt
I don't  live in the past but  my words tell the story

it is easy to go in past and pick apart the things that went wrong. Its like playing back movie picking over looking the miss steps. We strive move forward but to keep moving we must learn from the negative to make it positive

They lied to me when they said that sticks and stones break bones but words don't hurt

I found that your words have branched and rooted within every splinter in my bones and the ache is nagging and constant

It's the guilt your words caused that weigh like boulders on my shoulders and every step causes a new fracture

Sticks and stones don't break bones but the weight of your words have crushed me

I wish  could feel same
When i think of you is it  just a dream
The feeling of two hearts  as one
The pain that i feel when it all comes to an end
I learn from this and look back on my past
Why should i care  when all you is rip my heart apart
Is this just faded image  or i am stuck in this world alone
One min you cared and next  you left like bad magic trick
We love but forget its more then just words
I find my self lost deep in my own thoughts

I hate the fact  that i feel like i am second class in your life. it been while since  I heard  the word love. So many hang ups and lack of respect just rips threw my heart. You are so blind by your image and wants you forget to look outside the box. This bed full but no not full of people but lies and problems you run from. I wish you could understand me see me for who  I was deep inside... I am broken inside and can't keep bang my head on this brick wall.