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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 1:13 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 1:24 pm
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*tick tock tick tock tick tock*
As the moments go by I think of my future I hear the words sing in my head A love song from a woman to a man
She tells him she needs him How her heart flutters at his touch How she could fly with his kiss She needs to be with him
I, too, need him though 'him' is not here yet Not in my life Not in my heart
I think of how I will never have that For who would lust after someone like me I'm not pretty, skinny I'm somewhat intelligent, but don't know how to communicate
The first tear falls as I think of that special someone I shall never have Once the dam broke they start to flow My vision blurs My paper smears
I think of all the things I will not do with him Everything will styathe same I'll be lonely, sad, hurt, untouched I'll remainas pure as the first snow flake forever
It hurts when I think of it I have no one to hold me during my vunerability Though that's how I wish it
I also long for strong, warm, comforting arms around me
I read about love About lovers and their lives I envythem for their happiness and joy I desparatly wish to be them
I fear I will break soon I'm looking for love, not a relationship That is my problem, the trouble with me I want my future now because of my hurt past
Someone save this poor girl She's drowning in her own tears Coomfort her, hold her, love her if you dare But remember, if you love her, she will never again forgive a broken heart
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Posted: Wed Apr 11, 2007 2:22 pm
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Posted: Sat May 05, 2007 8:26 am
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Posted: Mon May 14, 2007 6:22 pm
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During my times of trouble I always end up making it double I can’t help the way I am It’s just me, one of the damned. I try so hard to make things right But things always ******** up at night Am I really that bad at life? Am I ever to be a wife? Not with way of living I’m a hypocrite, only pretend giving My mental state is shaken badly And I drag other down with me, sadly. I don’t mean to do it, honest I don’t want to, honest I can’t help it, honest I….sometimes don’t want to…honest I need to quit ******** with his head Or one day I’m gonna kill him, dead No more love, no more lover I’ll be alone again, forever I’m killing him, though I don’t mean so I don’t know how to quit though Someone help me fix me damned soul Cut my heart out, place it in a bowl Drink the blood of an evil woman-child One who’s imagination always ran wild Taste her evil, relish the liquor But soon it should stop your ticker. No heart should be this way And so this I will now say: “I am sorry my love. The man of my heart I took your love, and tore it apart. I don’t deserve you kindness at all I deserve to jump a cliff and fall. I’m sorry my darling. The woman I love. I promise to watch you from above. I’ll take care of your soul from where I am And try not to hurt you like I am” And with those words I’ll take the pain I’ve cause this world from being born in vain.
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 5:42 pm
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 5:43 pm
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 5:44 pm
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Posted: Thu May 17, 2007 5:46 pm
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Posted: Tue May 22, 2007 6:30 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 8:22 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 18, 2007 8:25 am
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Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2007 3:48 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 6:04 pm
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