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Rosie Wisniewski Feb 2013
I miss the way things used to be
The way things were
Between you and me
Things have just gotten harder
And I just can't see
Is it you
Or is it me?
So down I've been
Feeling so hurt and sore
I've come to you for comfort
Like I always have
But you pin it back on me
Making me feel worse
"That doesn't sound like him"
My good friend has said
I agree
It sounds like someone else instead.
I can't see
Is it you or is it me?
"I give up" you said
That phrase hasn't left my head
Since you've said it
A part of me gave up as well
If you truly mean it
I can't believe it.
Is it you or is it me?
Perhaps it is both
A reaction to an action
Just over and over
Reacting and reacting
A volatile reaction
Only made worst by time
If you'd only react differently
Say a different word
If I'd only do differently
Then surely we could be
Is it you or is it me?
So afraid I'll drive you away
I can't keep on crying alone
Night after night
Fight after fight
It takes it's toll.
What happened to the rest?
What happened to the words we said?
Always talking love
Always talking passion
Have we forgotten?
Some say passion must die
To replace it with the mundane
I refuse.
Until our dying day my love will be passionate
And I will fight with passion
Without passion it just doesn't seem worth it
Where did our passion go?
Where did the words of our beauty go?
Where did the words of our undying love disappear to?
No longer is there late night talks
Of our future and love
Few and far between are the looks of longing
Look into each others' eyes and peer deep
See the person you fell in love with
And fall in love with them all over again
Remember the love
And remember that it's still there.
I miss the way things were
And I know you do, too
Between you and me.
Rosie Wisniewski Feb 2013
Band-aids cover up the wounds
Like a smile hides the pain
Day to day we pray
That we won't need anymore band-aids
When we can smile and mean it
We can pray until that day
But until that day we will smile
In hope that they will be real
Because there isn't much to do
Besides struggle and fight
If we value our life
If we believe in the day
When we won't need anymore band-aids
And we can smile
But, until that day
I pray.
Rosie Wisniewski Feb 2013
What makes a weeping willow weep?
For it is beautiful
That is plain to see
So what makes the willow weep?
Luscious green leaves
Draping ever so carefully
Down to tickle the grass
Wind blowing through the branches
Like the longest hair
That would make Rapunzel green
So why does the willow weep?
The willow with cascading leaves
A waterfall of green
Creating a beautiful getaway
Behind its falling leaves
Why does the willow weep?
Creatures they scurry
To and from that green curtain
Frolicking and dancing among the green
Little children play little games
Hiding behind the leaves
A lovers first kiss
Hidden in the privacy of the willow tree
Why does the willow weep?
With beauty surpassing
And gratefulness overflowing
Why does the willow still weep?
Rosie Wisniewski Feb 2013
What do you do when the words won't come?
When all that seems to show are the tears?
The tears that come for absolutely nothing
But, feel like absolutely everything?
The tears that make you stay in bed
The tears that make you lose friends
Because you just can't do it.

What do you do when you can't see the reason?
Even when there are so many reasons to see.
Is it lack of comprehension or just lack of sight?
Blind to the reasons because of the dark
Frantically searching for a light to show the warmth
A light to dry the tears that come from nothing
To get me out of bed.

Just what do you do?
What do you do when life doesn't seem like a life?
What do you do when singing a sad song doesn't work?
When putting a smile on becomes such a chore?
When holding back tears through the day makes your throat sore?
What do you do when you don't want to do it anymore?
Rosie Wisniewski Feb 2013
After the high leaves
There's always the crash and burn
Harder than ever.
Rosie Wisniewski Feb 2013
Ever feel that feeling
Where you're at, you don't belong
But you're forced into calling it your home?

Ever feel that feeling
Every single move you make
It's being watched and everything you say
Is being used against you?

Ever feel that feeling
It's just the same thing over and over
Never getting any closer
To the solution at hand
And you just don't know about your plan?

Ever feel that feeling
Getting ******* at daily by your man
Telling you one thing
But not making you understand
Feeling lower and lower
Till one day you won't be able to stand?

Ever feel that feeling
It's never him, it's always you
Picked apart at the seems
Until he's making you bleed
"Is he really right
Or is he just manipulating me?"
All I know is that it's always me.
Rosie Wisniewski Feb 2013
I'm sorry I'm a little bit upset
In my heart I have kept
All this worry and this pain
'Cause when I tell you
All you make me feel
Is guilt and hurt
Like I can't tell you
My heart and my soul
Without words to be told
At me
I tell you how I feel
You tell me it's wrong
That's why I'm writing this song
Because you tell me to cry
And by God, do I try
To you I am melancholy
"If you're gonna be that way
you won't see me"
You want me to show emotion
But then you say that
Through text nonetheless
I can't see you're jokin
Be careful with words
Some don't understand
I am the one
Sometimes I don't understand
I'm so confused
When you tell me these things
I'm leaving tomorrow
I'm sorry I'm blue
I just can't stand the fact
I won't be seeing you
You make me smile that smile
And cry a good cry
You make me so happy
It's hard to change
I can be happy alone
But, why should I when I have you?
It's a lot on your shoulders
But, I got a lot, too.
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