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Good luck finding someone who cares for you as much as I did. I just wish they'll realise you don't feel the same, sooner than I did, and quick enough for it not to hurt as much as this..
I'll write from the heart, whether its in a good mood or not
Good luck finding someone who cares for you as much as I did. I just wish they'll realise you don't feel the same, sooner than I did, and quick enough for it not to hurt as much as this..
There's a wooden box my mother keeps. On the edge of her old cabinet. I wonder how I'd react to what's inside. If we finally ever met. Paint's been chipped but what's still clear.
Wagging tail. Head held high. Crossed legs. Nose at the sky,. Searching for a spot. For business. It's snowed;. We can't miss this,. Paws tiptoeing. Footprints so deep. Playing in the snow.
I wonder how much you know about you. If you could right now, describe yourself. I can't get inside your head and tell you what to say. But maybe this could start to help;.
You tried so hard And found regret I know it's hard But it's time to forget.
You took me for a fool Well done you won Charmed by your smile Blind to what you'd done. No longer will I cry Nor continue to try To get your attention at all To catch me when I fall.
Only so much love can be felt. Before the warm body turns numb. He filled her life. Then took it from her. Overpowered by charm. Fragile she crumbles to the floor. Alive but dead eyes stare.
What a world we live in, where our own eyes can't tell us the truth..
Dreams are uncontrollable Nothing hidden or buried out of sight Reasons unrecognisable Simply listen to that bump in the night.
They're interested. Seems true. But followers slip to few,. Till the end. Suspicions will collide. The truth will hide,. I awe in their sight. Honoured. To be loved,. I wonder how. You feel now,.
Again it comes, The day to remember, Your passing that day, Let our silence be the sender.
Muscles relaxed, skin exposed and tender. The bruising weakens my vision of strength. Contracting. Aching. Throbbing. For a touch. You'd take the challenge and ignore it's length.
Feathers dull, common accessory Yet there's more to you than meets the eye To the naked eye I wonder why Tell me, do you lie.
A love game between me and you of hide and seek You hide I'll count but the darkness is too weak I find you for all that you are down to your core Why could I not see this in you before.
Passed. Ignored. Forgotten. Broken,. Stepped on. Kicked. Buried. Rotten,. Uncovered. Seen. Taken. Kept,. Dull. Useless. Dropped. Swept,. Hunted. Scavenged. Pocketed. Used,. Sold. Passed. Stolen.
Don't ever think That every second I have Isn't spent thinking Of you..
The slip of tongue. Breath held back. Gasp. To speak. Your. Sorrow. hold back the tears. till tomorrow. Ripples of pure motive for her world to collapse. Smash. Fall. Break down. To tears.
Give me love like you did yesterday. Our hearts so close, fingers entwined. Your chest of breaths as warm as mine,. Walk forward and ill run to you. Grasp my wrists and hold me still.
You make me gasp and awe in surprise. Wrench out my heart with a glance from your eyes. Those so beautiful eyes that would rule my life. Give to you my all on a plate served by knife.
Happily together our song is sung, In the form of beautiful words upon paper To treasure and keep for years to come Never to be opened until much later.
Would life exist if we did resist to share our different ways. Lies and hatred upon death they waited for many torturing days.
Piece together the shattered memories Of our oh so fragile love, Broken and crushed Crumbles to dust Imagine a heartache like no other.
You expect me to agree with your ways Though how I wish you'd be able to see That having an opinion is not unnatural That's life, and that's just me.
I don't want another pretty face I don't want just anyone to hold I don't want my love to go to waste I want you and your beautiful soul..
Some dogs bark, they bite or chew, But they don't kill, unlike you, They're innocent with not a bad thing to say, You find a friend, and make her your prey.
Your best features and finest traits. Forms all we see on her skin. But the glass in which you see beauty is fragile. This perfect layer is only too thin. Oh how innocence is an act of the dark.
Believe it in your heart, live it in your soul.
Wandering through an unfamiliar place. Searching for your beauty of face. The road moves and quickens pace. For your love I race. The tone of your skin, emerald in your eyes.
Let me float back to the place Where you found me, With every breath becoming less Of a promise I was free. Drowned beneath the flow Darkened power Less of my fading soul For you to devoir.
Don't be afraid Just follow me, There's so much more Out there You'll see. Painted gardens Of tulips red and blue, Be strong Don't let it Overwhelm you.
The moisture in your dryness. Pounding to become free. Anger, anticipation. To be released. My strength washed away. I am left tired, fragile. But hypnotised by their sparkle. Certain they heal.
We've all got scars, across our backs, our chest Wounds can't be magic'd away, It's hard to tell how deep you cut Or for how long the knife will stay.
Praise thee, for all to all is given. Rest thy thoughts upon your hollow shell,. Pierce the scarred and broken, divine skin. Fall but to perish in the fire of hell,. Oh, oh, may thy word be heard.
I've been at it for weeks, but you never see. Because I don't let you. But maybe it's time, for you to see it all. Then write your review. If you saw, what I see each day.
Why cant you see past the pretty face.
My company, my one true friend. Never to you would I need to pretend. My rock, my comfortable pillow. We'd fall asleep, together and slow. My smile, my laugh of the day. How I wonder what you'd say.
A 'brave face' shouldn't be applauded, for if it were brave, it wouldn't hide the true expression..
The paint's chipped, piles lie on the ground, Dust outlines the shadows of objects never found, The cobwebs of beauty that lace each door way, Wherever the darkness falls is where it is to stay.
The ground absorbs the tears so red Feed and help grow the flower bed Of where I wish to be right now How my mother would stand and frown.
My words soon made scarce, Unnatural in the dark That was my faith Now a dying race. No sense of who I am The leader I was The path I chose How their faces froze.
I'm not wishing I'm not dreaming For life would be nothing Without believing.
Hold me close That's all I need A gentle touch, a hand to feed, A hug so tight My breath is taken But not wasted Catch me when I collapse Hold me forever And ever.
I see the world in black and white, Some sights pure, others cold as night.
I love it when we have those days where no matter what I'd do, You'd be my best friend and keep me close till the day is through, And through the days I act as if sadness is all I know, Be patient,...
Each day I'll show you what I think, Though my eyes can only blink, Motionless rings of a pale blue, Stare in different directions before you.
I love it when we sing out of tune, Then you'd make up your own words when sad you'd come to me with a hug When happy we'd fly higher than birds.
Comfort me when I hunger to cry, Scream at the sky and ask it why With you there's no hope in hesitation of a lie Give me strength to survive.
Comfort me when I hunger to cry, Scream at the sky and ask it why With you there's no hope in hesitation of a lie Give me strength to survive.
Believe in who you are Wish your belief is real Hope your wish is true Pray your hope is heard Know you pray for your beliefs It starts with believing, nothing else.
Mother, Our conversations have become one way, you no longer wonder what I'd say, To you, I've gone and never coming back, but why did you stop following my track.
I need her to stay safe,I want her to never let go, But my sweet child, confidence comes as you grow, It means eventually, no matter how hard I try, We won't ride the horses, and she'll ask...
In the dark her eyes shone, as pure as moonlight, Within her small pale hands, she held tight; A silver locket, covered in twining swirls, And on the face, lay three crystal pearls.
Why be with her when I'm not there. Why act as if your the perfect pair, When yesterday you loved me so, Then change your ways for her tomorrow.
The salt within your tears, is the pain within heart, The blood within veins, Breath within lungs, All crumbling away.
Run to me Till your ankles are swollen, heels are bruised, Till your knees give way, and legs are through, Remain whilst your eyes are dried, and cannot bare to blink, Remain whilst you hurt, though...
Her eyes fill her pillow with a river of tears, To drown her screams through sleepless nights, Her mind creates dark swirls of her thoughts, To release her terror to all new heights.
I'll bask in your glory, so sharp and precise, Not a space on earth, still cold as ice, Freeze their moves, so they can no more, Wish for sun then regret, when skin is scared and sore..
To think of despair Is to know all you ever achieve will be incomplete.
Try to show me up, Your attempts- Failure. Make me lose my confidence, Good luck- Failure. To impress me, Is impossible- Failure. Admit it, You won't, you're a- Failure.
Your hands are cold, That's unlike you,to not try to keep me In your hold. Your timing off putting, Different To when you usually come With no stopping.
You beat your drums, till both our hand are blue, Smash our thumbs until we're through, Screech as loud, as high as you can, Stand proud, but still only a con man.
Saviour each of my words, for when speech is impossible it will be possible for you to think as I once did..
You, my friend have seen it all, Through it all you had no choice, But to watch me make the wrong ones, You watched without a voice.
'Don't bother,' I murmured, but distinctively loud enough for him to hear. A tear fell, but was soon discarded as he brushed his hand across my face, sweeping the hair out of my eyes.
Detached I'll sit, Lonely I'll wait, With anticipation That the reason I'm so upset Will show its face.
I told you Shes behind you, out of sight Close you ears and open your eyes You don't need sound, just watch her lies.
Her hand closed around it, squeezing tight against them. Their hooked ends drove into her grip, and past her skin. The red trickled down the stork, twining around each thorn.
You'd run to my safety if I fell, You'd call my name if I was lost, You'd comfort me if I was upset, You'd be the one to make me regret.
I'm sorry my love, For the times I shared my anger, Or rather forced is upon you, And the times weren't few.
If you can't be bothered to tell me the truth, how come you make the effort to lie?.
In a world of softness I am consumed with comfort, The thin fabric falling lightly, lacing down, To wrap its loving arms around me; a desire fulfilled, I move and it mimics, without a sound.
No-one sees what your like behind closed doors, Except for me, I watch your moves; your detailed ways, Though why are you the one who cries to be free.
Explore your jungle, Your underwater ship wreak, Dive deep into a fantasy, Live what they don't expect.
I'll bite my nails in anticipation, Waiting for you to realise, But you don't; your oblivious, To the feelings I bury inside.
The sickly sweet scent soon rippled across the room, as the thick red stained with sharp daggers to the floor. The sensational taste, the twisting desire to devoir.
The sickly sweet scent soon rippled across the room, as the thick red stained with sharp daggers to the floor. The sensational taste, the twisting desire to devoir.
I'll draw you a sign, with every breath, In the shape of a heart, Upon your fogged glass it will rest, With loving intentions from the start.
Brave but to shake she awakens, Unfamiliar light pierced her dry eyes, Too comforting, yet hiding the imbalance, "To what degree is all this lies?" Sudden sweep, and she takes cover, Only to realise...
You register every glint, every dazzle, Of the purity that surrounds us, But only through your eyes, Would we be able to understand your experiences.
In your arms I feel your warmth In your eyes I feel your passion In your arms I feel safe In your eyes I feel inspired..
The cries of tortured offspring, As their mothers tremble, Walls mirroring the mutual terror But hiding their dark insides. Eyes in flames, skin in fear of the light, Tender now broken and scarred.
She'll make the promise, To love you as long as you return it, I'll make the promise, To always call your bluff..
Your eyes look scared Afraid to meet mine, But if they ever do We'd fill the world, With an ocean of passion, Where no tear would ever fall again.
I admire your effort, To look sincere and mean your words, But see its not possible, To convince me you've changed, Because no matter what I say to you, Your fake intentions remain..
I'm not frustrated about the way I look, just how others interpret what they see.
Oh, and thanks for that fake smile you flashed me, it showed me a lot about who you really are..
If you only knew how I felt Our lives would change forever..
Search for love, and you'll find regret..
Wish that he'll notice you, Your feelings and inner beauty, but know that if he doesn't, he's not worth your wish..
He'll never leave your side He'll never cheat on you He'll never not love you He'll never keep his promises..
'Falling in love' is going to hurt- you've got to stop falling at hit the ground at some point..
Butterflies die with no air. Those tingling feelings will die too. It's a matter of time before he poisons your air..
A dream is a thought you only dare to think about with your eyes closed..
A holiday camp for children is not exactly a place i plan on meeting anyone special, but it's where I got dragged each year with my sister and 3 brothers, yes you heard me right, 3 brothers.
"I'll be there" Don't make a promise you won't keep, not all of you will be there.
"Thats cheesy" " what.
L ost and forgotten I n need of recovery E xiting but then proven to be fake You thought this poem was about a lie, but really it was just your love..
Ok, so on a Sunday morning I want what everyone else wants... Nothing but my bed. However I'm apparently not allowed it... At 8:00, yes 8:00 my nan rings. What does she do at 8:00 on a Sunday...
He asked to borrow your pen: In your mind- GASP!!!.
Beauty comes from having desirable features... The 'perfect' person.