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Why do I feel constantly as though It's only me who feels this way It's only me who's on this balancing beam Trying so hard not to sway.
Sometime I just don't know where I have him. Sometimes I just don't know why he is been so quite to me. Sometimes I don't know why he is not talking to me, asking me and remembering me.
I have to be a strong father, husband, son for I am a man. I pray for a sign, a show of strength, anything that lets me know there's a plan. My friends, my family all offer their shoulder.
Sometimes all I want is a shoulder to cry on, Sometimes I want a comfy pillow to lie on. Sometimes I just need a hand to guide me through the dark, Sometimes I want someone who'll be completely stark.
They may not be perfect, but don't worry, you aren't either and the two of you never will be. But if he can make you laugh at least once and causes you to think twice.
What I say, Comes with the best of intentions. What I do, Depends on my memory. If it hurts, Then I am truly sorry. I always, Speak from the heart. Don't get mad, It's just the way that I am.
Won't you say. How you feel. If this just. Isn't real. Why do we. Fly like birds. If it's really. Just words. For when push. Comes to shove. I am there. With a love. You can keep. For your own.
Last night, after chatting with you on the phone, I decided to place my thoughts here. Allow me to sidetrack here for a moment: Now, I wasn't really asking you to change. I was just bewildered.
But im afraid. Its too late. Ground falls from underneath. There isn't much to feel. Doubt in me rules me. Tries to make me urge me. Urge me to choose weakness over strength.
And now as I lay in bed alone and shivering in the dark I long for your kiss and your touch so much that I rolled over to retrieve my desires - only to find an empty space.
Let's rest and park our souls. Snuggled together in our bed. Tell me where your dreams may go. Tell me where we're to be led. Flying through night skies. Swimming seas and tides.
Stop it. Those three little. Words. Taking over. My whole. World. Stop it. There leaving me. Breathless. I can't. Move I'm. Restless. I don't want. For you to. Stop. Those three little. Words.
Why do you give me that look. You are like a closed book I can't tell what your eyes say. Do you think I will find out one day. If you like me tell me like it is.
SHELL GAME Everybody’s life is tough and so our skin grows thick and rough. Still, those bruises split and swell until they harden into shell.
he's giving us another go,. only we need to know,. after the mistakes I've made,. seen him cry in pain,. love must be strong,. if we can even attempt to regain our relationship.
At the end of every day. The cracks are starting to show. Instead of being a hummingbird. I transform to a crow. I'm too hunched, aching and weary. For one as young as I. But there are some days when.
The Thorn of a Rose.
Why don't you like me. What have I done wrong. Perhaps I should put This message in a song.
I want to kiss you in the rain. I want to tell you all my secrets. I want you to hug me around my waist. I want you to give me your hoodie when I'm cold.
he asks me if I am okay, and I say yes. and he knows I am lying so he asks if I am okay enough to manage till when he can reach me, and I say.. yes. I should say I don't know.
I am sorry I thought it would be fun.
I have severe writing block so I'm writing this ditty to give my system a shock. Opuss has become a place to outlet, A place to voice my anger, my thoughts and regrets.
I crawl away from my mistakes, But you pull me back into your embrace. And it makes me say "home" Though I deserve to be left alone. No, I don't want you to go, Because you stand me up when I'm low.
It's half an hour past midnight. I'm awake and I couldn't go back to sleep. Since I have nothing to do, my mind wanders off to think of you.