What are these words?

What do they say?

Can they tell me if I'll make it through

Just one more day?



But what are all these words about?

They make me scream.

They make me shout.



Some say they're an outlet for the soul.

They're such meaningful words, they say.

But they're taking their toll.



Can you help me?



And then she came.

The world was new.

I thought she could help me,

And so did you.



The time was now.

The sky was blue.

But I really wasn't sure just what to do.



I hesitated.

I lost my mind.

I guess I let her slip away this time.



And now I know what those words were about.

Words all with hope.

Words with no doubt.



I guess they just weren't written for me.

That was very easy to see.



But today I heard a beautiful sound.

I guess I was proven wrong.

I felt as if my life turned around.



So I walked and walked.

Until I found a mirror.

And wondered what it was doing here.



Then I knew to turn around.

All I saw was a fiery den.

I realized it was all just a trick,

I had to start all over again.



I felt like a fool being toyed with from above.

But sometimes, I guess that's love.

Empathy.
Suffocating from your lack of sympathy and you’ll drain it till its dry.
Taking everything that’s left from me.
You take away the light.
I can’t see.
I’m still waiting in the dark.
Whatever you decide.

you inhale and breathe the very air that let the seed sprout into the majestic shade that kept you cool when you played under its canopy as a child wondering ,why butterflies are so colorful...... why did your shadow follow wherever you went, why you felt a tingle whenever a ladybug walked on your arm and why the rains always inspired you to get wet and dance your heart out......  there is rain, air, bugs, butterflies, leaves, mud,... waiting to be touched by you ,so you know that there's always a rainbow eagerly waiting to shine just for you....
there is not just one life to be lived, you are living many just as you are reading this......

Deep down where my hate grows
Till anger breaks it's chains
Near to those few memories
Of you fading away
Living in the clouds above
Never looking down
Jumping into anything
Wishing you would come with
Hell follows you back
To those scars you left on my heart
Pushing me over the edge
Free falling back to earth
Waiting for something
Anything to happen
Trying desperately  to
Feel you again
Leaving me behind
I went Looking for someone to care
Damaged I sit patiently
Accepting the stares
Loves bruises threaten to show
As I learn to care for them
Those people I used to know
My means to an end

So he dreams and dreams and dreams of her,
And is awakened by the light,
In his heart he loves her so,
But only in the night,
The dawn of day reveals to him,
Out of reach and out of sight!
He awaits each evenings sunset,
To drift into her shore,
And once again be held by her,
Embraced and wanting more,
The tide begins to draw him in,
The surf begins to rise,
His only hope of having her,
Is when he's closed his eyes.

I am a series of problems,  you see.

I am that annoying song stuck in your head, the reason you can't get to sleep. I am the creepy girl in some horror movie that you swear you keep seeing around town, and the notification you got a little too late. I'm the embarrassing email you just sent, the one simple word you misspelled on an otherwise perfect paper, I am the stain you didn't know you had on the shirt you got two weeks ago. I am your work that nobody else seems to appreciate, and I am the voice in your head telling you that you are not good enough. I'm the grammar problem spell checks don't pick up on, I am the big piece of cake you promised yourself you wouldn't eat, but ate anyway. I am the ****** you won't pick in public and the moment your favorite cousin opens the birthday present you got her just to be very disappointed at what's inside. I am the thunder your dog is afraid of, the bikini you're too insecure to wear, the frizz of frizzy hair, I am the pair of jeans you had when you were younger that you wish your mom never gave away. I am your lost pair of favorite socks, a cavity, a weight gain.

I am your disaster, aren't I?

Stainless
by Kayla Corder

I was going to change clothes
but I didn't. I'll cling to the dust
like we cling to those memories of us.
Those lingering smiles. Sweet touches.
Breathing heavily on my neck as I melt
into your caress. Love too pure to be real.
"I can't handle real life..." You tell me
when I've found someone new.
But nothing can replace what I found in you.
My broken boy. Found me. Saved me.
Repaired what I didn't even know was broken.
This tattered heart, parts still cling to you.
Like the glue that sticks to the steel. Stainless.
Like this love.
Stainless.

Thomas, He's amazing..
Yet that dosent even come close to describing his true meaning.
He's not afraid of his fears, because he knows that fear has no place in his heart when it comes.
He's a lover of many, and steals there hearts was he walks in the room:)
He looks over his shoulder and as do I.. He smiles his glowing smile and I smile back, but that was all.
Loyal, he keeps his promises.. And never fails to forget.
Loving, he forgives the ones who have caused him pain and moves on..
Hopeing, he chases after his many dreams, and without a doubt I know he will achieve them!
Blessed, he Uses his god given gifts and lifts others up
Determined, he rebukes the curses that others throw at him and,
Rejoicing, he smiles :)


...to define him? Its impossible...
But he's an amazing friend.. A friend whose always been there..
he's someone I wish I could be like..
He's amazing...

Gently kissing the space left from where your heart faded I weep
To embrace you no longer is punishment beyond all reason.

Casting doubt on your existence I lay bare, uncovered, untainted by love, tormented by demons, lost to the mercy of sorrow.

Begging forgiveness for all that is rite yet lusting for the passions of wrong, my invisibility towards the light fades, as does my soul.

For what shall this life be without love without hope, expectations of high standards could not be lived up to Remorse is all I own.

I crash before thee and pray for the echoes of whispers that once took me by the hand and led me to enlightenment, until then my shadows die.