You may bring me down

Try to hurt and torture my soul

You may bring me to the ground

But like the wind I will carry through.



Does my happiness upset you?

Why are you so selfish?

Cause I am strong and independent

I have the capability to do anything I desire.



Just like gravity in space

With everything trying to pull me down,

Just like the momentum to keep going

I will carry through.



Do you want to see me hurt?

Give up on everything I have worked for?

My body falling to the ground,

Weakened by the terror of the future.



Does my happiness upset you?

Don’t try to bring me down.

Cause I am strong like I’ve got superpowers,

Flying through the struggles of life.



You may hurt me with your words,

You may try to crush me,

You may try to torture me,

But still, like the wind I will carry through.

Does my confidence upset you?

Does it come as a surprise?

That I have the capability to do anything I put my heart to,

At the moment that is right?



Out of the struggles of life,

I carry through.

Up from a past buried in cries,

I carry through.

I’m a blue ocean, flowing and changing.

Capable to bear the effects of the tide.



Leaving behind all of the bad memories,

I carry through.

Into a world that I can call mine,

I carry through.

Putting the past behind me

I am the one who represents the future.

I carry through.

I carry through.

I carry through.

Part i:

I am sorry.

I am sorry for all the times that I let you pull me down.

I am sorry for letting you treat me poorly.

I am sorry for letting you tear me to pieces.

I am sorry that I gave you the ability to be stronger than me.

Part ii:

You are like a nightmare that never ends.

You are like a dark snowy day.

You are like a ghost that keeps whispering in my ear.

You are like a shadow that follows me everywhere.


Your memories still running through my head.

Your hurtful words touching every part of my soul.

Your devil eyes torturing me.

Your stare making everything seem impossible.

Part iii:

I am trying to move on.

I am becoming more confident.

I have started to overcome my obstacles.

Part iv:

I am strong now.

I have finally put myself before you.

Whatever you say makes no difference anymore.

I am the person I want to be.

I am sorry,

that you will never have the ability to pull me down again.

Why are there people like this in the world?
They bring you down to the ground.
The way they bring you down hurts and it is hard to ever get up again.
Something restricting your strength.
Overpowering your body.
A strange feeling of guilt mixed with anger builds inside of you.
But the lack of strength limits you to take any action.
So you just lay there on the ground.
Crying.
Until the pain eventually goes away...

I kept on loving him.
I kept on loving hi
I kept on loving h
I kept on loving
I kept on lovin
I kept on lovi
I kept on lov
I kept on lo
I kept on l
I kept on
I kept o
I kept
I kep
I ke
I k
I
It
It w
It wa
It was
It was m
It was my
It was my m
It was my mi
It was my mis
It was my mist
It was my mista
It was my mistak
It was my mistake.

Dear Lover,

You pretend to love me
Even though inside your heart you want to tear me
Tear me to pieces
Shred me like a piece of paper

You pretend to love me
Hold me in your arms
Like I belong

You put on an act
That wont last long

From,
A Broken Heart

Why am I like this?
Why did you make me like this, God?
Why do I care so much?
The tiniest sparks of fire making the flame larger by the minute.
The grasp of time being eaten away like large chunks of your life disappearing.
Why do I keep thinking?
It is a non-stopping journey.
A journey where the path never comes to an end.

I was always seen as a different person.
A person who did not fit in with others.
A person who was always investing time and effort.
Into things that apparently did not matter.
The Nerd.
Wearing glasses, having braces, and loving overalls.
That apparently makes me a nerd.
Someone who had no friends.
A lonely kid that sat in the corner of the classroom.
A nerd once and forever....

the feeling of his soft hands curled around my stomach
his soft kisses on my forehead
slowly making their way to meet mine
his lips as soft a strawberry
i wish they would remain here forever
but they have to leave
one day
those lips will intertwine forever
i cannot wait any longer for that day to arrive
the day of our marriage

Roses are red
Violets are blue
I will never stop writing
And I hope you wont too