She drains my energy and enthrones my hurt...
When it rains I feel pains inside my frame.
She craves love but knows not
how to preserve it
She weaves wants and calls them lovers
When she is
She only needs
That only deepens the wound
Of the heart
Bleeds as it hurts
It pleads afraid to love again.
She gives in to lies
Wide open thighs & wide shut eyes
She tries to moan
But he groans as she mourns
In the morning
He takes off like a raven
For true love only lasts one night if not an hour
Now she shudders recalling when he shuddered
Oh God she is shuttered and severed the slipknot...
True Love Is Real n Rare!
My soft beating heart needs complete peace
I want my soul to heal and rest at ease.
I'm bleeding from inside,
I want to run, I want to hide.
Wandering all alone in the midst of the crowd,
I hear my silence screaming out loud.
I am tired and could barely stand up
I want my heart to slowly mend up.
My dripping heart agonizes for peace,
Indeed, after every hardship comes an ease.
take it or leave it,
or take it then leave it...
they'll take everything from you,
leave you empty,
& you'd let them...
because they're appealing to your mind,
in its lowest state;
you find interest in what's behind
but never knowing true face.
be careful who you allow in your space.
I'd like to think I am something specail. That i have some hidden talent, too shy and unpolished to crack the surface.
I'd like to think I just ignore my skills. Almost like my subconscious mind knows that the world could not handle such a powerful force as I at my peek. I think I tell myself these things...
So that I feel okay with knowing that I do not know.
For trying could mean failure. For failure, well, that will mean the serects I am feeling, the hidden talents I tell only to myself....could be just that...only to myself. I could be nothing.
I could be ******.
With no talent or skill or common sense.
But...in this why...I am a ******* with a quite hope.
And that's enough for now.
maybe we'll meet again,
when we are slightly older
and our minds less hectic,
and I'll be right for you and you'll be right for me.
But right now,
I am chaos to your thoughts
and you are poison to my heart.
as for now, i'll focus on myself.
i miss you.
my mind doesn't wanna say that
so all i do is
i don't know. maybe
it's hope that you'll
return my messages.
maybe. i'm just being
too easy on you. maybe
we just shouldn't have met.
the leaves are falling from the trees
a bundle of reds and browns and greens
the cold air begins to settle in
it rests on your chest, making its home there
slowly becoming a never ending shiver
the color dropping from your eyes
just like the dying leaves
your eyes soon become as dull as the naked trees
but i will swallow the sun to keep you warm
holding you between my arms
allowing the reds and browns and greens
to continue to thrive in your eyes
i will tuck away the cold
for the iciness of autumn brings the falling apart
and i would rather fall together
the boy with forest eyes thrives in the spring and summer, but the colder months bring a dull look to his eyes. he changes with the seasons, autumn seems to be the hardest.
he came like my
s e a s o n a l - d e p r e s s i o n
way too early
left hurricanes in my path
floods at my feet
let's do it again
where has all my motivation gone **** it
i've found heaven
stumbled upon it accidentally
more than a time or two
swirled in different hues of blue
hidden within a timid smile
tucked into the words of my favorite song
i've found it within the hearts of strangers
the ones who hand me things from the top shelf
the ones who go out of their way to paint a smile on my face
i've found it buried in the hazel eyes of my lover
in his generosity that knows no bounds
in his warms hands and gentle embrace
stitched into his ever so caring heart
i've found it in family
blood and not blood
in their unconditional love
in their way of always making me feel wanted
heaven is right there
it's within arms reach
a golden sheen just waiting to be seen
defog your tired eyes and begin to really see
see the beauty in everyday things
the little things
sometimes i think we forget
heaven isn't that far away
religion seems to be dying among the generations to come, it's a topic very rarely spoken about anymore. I get ***** looks for even bringing up my religion for people think just by talking i am shoving my beliefs down their throat and it devastates me. It's something I am passionate about, something I dedicate a part of my life too and I shouldn't be nervous to speak about it in the public eye. Idk, random thoughts for the night :p