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Rana Ayman May 2015
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My fight,my battle, my war..my fearless, restless soul..
Rana Ayman May 2015
I have to find it inside me
that power, that will
to stand and fight
dig my way out of this grave
out of this cave
out of this hell
Rana Ayman May 2015
I'll admit to you I'm no angel
My sins are scars that keep me sane
But I won't let myself ever again
Cut so deep to this kind of pain
Rana Ayman May 2015
I fell in love with the idea of love. I was a fool to do so..Almost drowned in my own thoughts, they were pouring and I couldn't find coats.
Rana Ayman May 2015
I took a plane without a destination
I was trying to find home
I felt the need of compensation
For always being so alone
No more morning over the past
Because I know that nothing lasts
Now I'm trying to start over
Trying to make you understand
That every time I'm on land
My heart keeps going back to you,
Everything I ever said was true
And yes I did, I did fall for you...
And in my world we don't fall in love
And in my world our emotions are off
I'd run away if i can , oh will you please hold my hand
Because every time I think of you, you turn my hell into heaven
You're my escape , my love
I'd run to you no matter how far or how near
With you I forget my fear
I am the queen of misery
And you are my dark knight...
And together we're going to run
Until we see the light
Rana Ayman Apr 2015
I don't care about what the signs show
I am never letting you go
In every city and every town
I am never letting you down
'Cause whatever it is that they say
I'm never going to walk away
oh but I can't help but see
That you're the only one good enough for me.
Rana Ayman Apr 2015
How hard could it be for people to understand me
What is it that they see when they stand staring at me
Am I  a supernova that takes their breath away
or Am I a hurricane and they're all dead to be
Am I a garden filled with roses and daisies
or Am I desert with some sand and a bunch of maybe-s
Maybe we'll live, Maybe we'll die, Maybe a perfect storm will rise
They're all looking with their eyes
But no one looks through my heart
No one sees that masterpiece of art
No one knows me to the fullest
No one sees my scars of bullets
I am the lava of my own eruption
The mystery of my own deduction
The architect of my own destruction.
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