Ready For Love
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Possibiltes of chanqinq the locks
Is it a possibility to love beyond imperfection ?- let our difference be neglected - therefore our love will be protected -i use to say opposites never attract but now I stand corrected -dont let those haters defect this -my smile is like your poison - your will to keep on going -the beautiful sun that only shines in heaven - is it a possibility to let your words illuminate my soul - the Sparkle to my gold -letting our future unfold. - But is it a possibility to hate - after the love was so great - breaking down what was fate - so much that you don't wanna hear my name - the name that took away your pain - now nothing but sorrows it brings- willing to give me everything -but now you want it all back -i messed up big time - & I understand that -but explain to me what happened to the love - the wall of china wasn't stronger -no longer can you love me -because of the person I've became - me & that are the same - I don't think I've ever changed - but who is there to blame !-for putting out the flame- I'm sorry but I blame your fragile heart - the beautiful beat has seems to stop - well I still own the key to that heart- but its useless now that you've changed the locks
How's perfect? ; I should be worth it
My Heart is un spoken ; so my mind as been chosen ; to take control of all emotions
I never feared love but I was so afraid of showing; Because them girls are my obsession & I was always afraid of knowing ; so I never told the truth to any body who was listening ; - there puissant force of hatred made it unattainable just to fit in . So I had no choice but to give in; I embraced their ethos & tried so hard to soak it in . So now I'm an image of everyones reflection ; but everyones neglecting -who I was meant to be ; if they just paid attention- to what I could never see
I could of been my perfect imperfection- the reflection of me
My Heart is un spoken ; so my mind as been chosen ; to take control of all emotions
I never feared love but I was so afraid of showing; Because them girls are my obsession & I was always afraid of knowing ; so I never told the truth to any body who was listening ; - there puissant force of hatred made it unattainable just to fit in . So I had no choice but to give in; I embraced their ethos & tried so hard to soak it in . So now I'm an image of everyones reflection ; but everyones neglecting -who I was meant to be ; if they just paid attention- to what I could never see
I could of been my perfect imperfection- the reflection of me
Friday, February 26, 2010
death of ...
i can see my self
Standing there
Knife in my hand
Blood leaking all over
Tears run from my eyes
Reach my cheeks
Shivers run thru my thighs
My sane i seek
Then i speak to god
But he doesn't here me
So i look to lusifer
For what he left empty
Devil blood in my vains
Forsake my actions
What buried underneath
The grown he's asking
But i don't speak, shocked
For what just happened
R.I.p Death is my caption
Standing there
Knife in my hand
Blood leaking all over
Tears run from my eyes
Reach my cheeks
Shivers run thru my thighs
My sane i seek
Then i speak to god
But he doesn't here me
So i look to lusifer
For what he left empty
Devil blood in my vains
Forsake my actions
What buried underneath
The grown he's asking
But i don't speak, shocked
For what just happened
R.I.p Death is my caption
The book
I've seemed to have lost my book. My book that holds my life. My book that stored memories. My book that reflected truth & denied the lies . This book can explain everything that I've hidden . In this lifestyle its forbidden . That's why I believe this lifestyle I cannot live in . If someone gets their hand on this book my future can un fold , into a agony more finer then gold .Your mind would never want to remember me again & you'll understand why my heart has yet to mend . The book holds reasons I pretend .people like me are put to death but I guess god made an exception. If you come across this book please never open it . I want to be remembered as the girl everyone loved , who I was ,well, not for who I am but who I tried so hard to be
sickness of the drug
Never thought this feeling was gonna occur . This feeling of death in my happiness & every time i think about i get sick . Its like a sickness to my joy . A disease of my smile . A defection of my dreams .but I'm not sure if I want it to go . It feels so right but ends so wrong. The thought of it ending is the thing that effects me but the power it has is the reason I come back for more
love mite be breakinq
Lefted behind , Tears unwind ,the light that once shined , no longer can be defined , defined as beauty , the definition of love ,explained as truth , never is what it once were . As we try to create the same as before , the struggle builds deep More & More . I'm sure were not giving up . I'm sure she doesn't give a fuck .I have no faith so I'm giving up .I have pain so I loose luck . Now not knowing what to believe . She has something up her sleve? Does my mind desives ? Or my heart just want to bleed ? What questions has answers . What reasons have statements .lost in this confusion . This love might be breaking
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