I can't make you love you if you don't.
I can't make you're heart feel something it won't.
Please don't say you love me cause you never mean that.
& you take all control of me when you speak like that.
When i open my eyes your eyes all i see.
All i hope one day i'll be able to feel free.
I told ya once maybe one day i'll be writing about you.
Here i go but unfortunately not the way i want to.
Just really not the way i want to!.

Your outstretched arm
And kind eyes
Draw me in
Not back to a place of love
But instead to your construction of pain
And hurt
And blame
Where it's apparent that the olive branch
Held between your fingertips
Is twined with barb
In my bleeding palm

Do you remember when
the world was supposed to end?
Your hands wandered around
my neck and back,
trying to take it all in.
My shape on your fingertips,
my lips on your lips,
and you were trying to forget,
that we will soon not exist.

She was born into a red dress
Because the day was passion and strain
Her father kissed her while
Her mother bore the pain

She had a white blanket
Because she was calm
And she hugged it so
Tranquil and amazed at what she saw.

Her school uniform was grey
Because she missed her mother
And people talked to her
On the playground.

She graduated in a black gown
Because she was scared of what was coming
And was lost in the night
School had not taught her how to expect.

She met him in a blue dress
Because her feelings were between
Some loathing and comfort
And she managed to smile.

They married in yellow
Because the sun could not stay smug
And the moon was her companion
Like him that night.

She gave birth in a red dress
Because the day was full of passion
And she bore the pain
While her husband kissed her new one.

And she gave her a white blanket
And she saw her away in a grey uniform
And she watched her graduate in a black gown
She saw her marry in yellow.

And she died in white
Because she was calm
Because her old one was there
Because she had done well.

The year is almost over
though it still lasts longer
than your love did.

I'm losing myself again, wondering where I went. Wondering who I am without HIM. He takes my money, gives me sanity, dulls my emotions, lets me deal with "life". This is the end, as the tears won't cease, going away for 30 days, not ready for this, but what choice do I have.
Rehab.

I have dreamed a dream
Deep inside of me
Of pulling souls from the grave
Breaking chains off the slave
Be brave.
There isn't much time left.
"JESUS WEPT"
Secrets cannot be kept
Forever.

When they come to get us, I want to climb over the wall with you.
I want to be on your side.
The safe side.
Where they can't really hurt us,
Because you are there for your mind, and your words, and wit,
And I am there because you chose to take me with you.