Why does it always have to beThat other she Instead of me?Or anyone reallyWhy's it gotta be sheShe is not niceShe is not meanShe is the pastOur future is unseenShe's not your Queen.You take the blameAt every false claimYou played the gameAnd changed your name And now you know It will never be the same.But you try.Why?You try, fail, cry, and I want to know why?I am making a stanceThat you let go And give the present, the f...
At work, this morning and the phone rings. I know who it is before I pick it up. It's Sunday, so there is only one other department open today. The Front Office. I pick up the phone, and before I can even say anything, the panic pours out of the receiver......"Oh my God! Mrs. Smith is staying in unit 146c and needs some extra blankets right away." I say good morning and explain that I didn't have any blankets yesterday an...
Dia jolted awake as a blood-curdling scream echoed through the house. Her immediate reaction was the boys didn't listen and decided to screw with Fatima. She bolted from her bed and threw the door open. She rushed into the main room to see Fatima holding a pocket knife chasing one of the boys. His green eyes were wide from shock and Dia only saw his sandy brown hair blur by. She took a moment to adjust to the situation, a...
I got a letterIn the postFrom one I love the mostBut what does it mean?I don't understand?Did you send it?Or did he to be underhand?I hope it was from youBut there was no noteI want it to be trueAnd not sent by him to gloatAre you reaching out?Should I send you an email?Do you want to discuss what I hope you sent meIn further detail?I really want to knowI want to contact youI miss you so so muchMy angel that is youMy hear...
Somewhere in between,the useless child I was defined to be,and the man I hope to someday become,lies a path I can barely see or understandSomewhere in between,the liberation and joy at being told "I love you,"and the emptiness as another love turns to disdain,lies the key to a cycle I cannot breakSomewhere in between,the voices of friendship and compassion,and those voices turning to condemnations,lies a heart that cannot...
A quiet day to myself, dinner alone at a table for two, days without contact with another soul I avoid stepping outside at all, until I want even base interaction, and have to force myself to be social I’ll cut myself off for today, and ignore the world outside me, only to reach out to anyone come tomorrow All this seems so normal, the result of choices I made, the consequence of mistakes one too many I recoil from a simp...
Unless you hide yourself awayYou’ll likely meet one on most daysYou know the kind - they seem quite niceIf not, then they are harmless types You share a laugh, a latte, lunchOr if online, you talk enoughThat you think this person’s coolAnd you’re no rubeYou’re no one’s fool They share with you their historyYou start to wonder “can it be?”That your new friend, a decent sortCan hate so many friends before? Every boyfriend w...
We have been through many things together It now feels like we are strangers You still mean a lot to me However, I do not know where I stand. I hear you say a mixture of things Like you want and value my friendship However in the next moment You have disappeared Sure, you could just be busy With the real life surrounding you But then again you could be just using me and giving me a line. Whatever is the case? I wish you w...
I could smell the peculiar saltiness of the sea and the waves were audible to me. My eyes fluttered open to the bright blue sky and I had to shut them back quickly due to the scorching sunlight. After a few seconds, I managed to open them again and sat up. While I was feeling the sand beneath me, my eyes adjusted to the surroundings. I was on a seashore, which was unfamiliar to me. Clear water, waves splashing, big brown...
When the words cut off, my lips quiver with the thought of what else, I can say. As I pour my heart out all over this blank screen, I can't help but wonder what purpose I have for doing this. I don't even know what feelings I stir up with these words, these thoughts, these emotions. Just a knotted mess within this empty head, I follow one string, but it is stuck in a loop. I want to tell stories and not just some any old...
Understanding the human mind isn't difficult as compared to understanding the human heart. The heart is crazier than the mind. Mind is black and white, but the heart is gray. You apply your mind to definite things, to decision making, where logic is necessary, but I fail to apply my mind in the matters of relationships. For instance, you're ready to help your friend at any cost, even when your mind tells you that it's som...
It is a windswept house; yetstill. The windowless walls areimpenetrable;the lone tenantdoesn’t botherto try thedoor, any more than she wouldaim a cameraat the skyto make sure it’s there. She has grown soused to this placeshe can remember no other; nordoes she want to. She does not hate the darkness, but turning off thelight would be like murdering thesun. When she stands nakedin front of hermirrorshe trembles withdesire,y...
Walking down this dark path Having been here before Trying to find the light But never knowing what it looks like I continue walking Remembering everything We shared Felt Heard Loved Feared Admired But now I'm here again On this dark path Hearing things with every step Laughter that scares me Screams that cause me to cover my ears I need a light Never will I find one
You cry out but I refuse to hear. You don’t longer have a place here. Can’t you get that through you skull? I know, I know You are the one who give me life, but I can’t change the fact you’re the one that kill me through your foolish actions. 2x Back off! This is not a child’s play. I have fought on my own. What a shame? 5x Father You have broken your promise. Why you have to do this? Haunted by the past, I push and pull...
This boy, His eyes tells a story. His smile tells a memory. His words tells his pain. This boy, Is the one I’m so confused. His face is mark in my mind. Why can’t I shake him off? This boy, Is digging in my cold heart. I don’t wanna love! Please understand… This boy, Is slowly knocking on my door. I’m tempting to hold back, but the heart is always the fool. I don’t know how he does it. He sees right through me. This boy,...
