My darling enigma, my dove
You’re the epitome of my love
Your smile shines at me pearly white
Pale skin shines and glints in the light
Silken locks, obsidian flow
Eyes just like ice, crystalline glow
Peals of laughter ring like a bell
Enchant me; I’m under your spell
You walk with a musical flow
Tiptoeing with softness through snow
But, alas, you open your mouth
Utter tripe spilling out
If only you’d keep your mouth shut.
(Love from Anonymous)
Each day marks an earthly rotation full;
The ascending sun warms, and setting cools.
This day is pinnacle, hence above all;
Our star’s broadening smile turns to you.
Life beacons thy pleasure for things as such:
The love-sick bird and sweet whispering gale.
To exist is chance—yearns cherishing much;
For it is rare a human knows its luck.
Seize this day with vigour—it is quite yours,
(‘Though the seizing of days ought be common).
Search for the willing, you’ll find them in scores—
The persons willing: rejoice by side you.
Happy Birthday is all I wish to add,
Along with the regards of a young lad!
The Good Shepherd
Christ is the True Shepherd
"Amen, amen, I say to you, whoever does not enter a sheepfold through the gate but climbs over elsewhere is a thief and a robber.
But whoever enters through the gate is the shepherd of the sheep. The gatekeeper opens it for him, and the sheep hear his voice, as he calls his own sheep by name and leads them out.
When he has driven out all his own, he walks ahead of them, and the sheep follow him, because they recognize his voice.
But they will not follow a stranger; they will run away from him, because they do not recognize the voice of strangers."
So Jesus said again, "Amen, amen, I say to you, I am the gate for the sheep. All who came (before me) are thieves and robbers, but the sheep did not listen to them. I am the gate.
Whoever enters through me will be saved, and will come in and go out and find pasture.
A thief comes only to steal and slaughter and destroy; I came so that they might have life and have it more abundantly.
I am the good shepherd. A good shepherd lays down his life for the sheep.
A hired man, who is not a shepherd and whose sheep are not his own, sees a wolf coming and leaves the sheep and runs away, and the wolf catches and scatters them.
This is because he works for pay and has no concern for the sheep.
I am the good shepherd, and I know mine and mine know me, just as the Father knows me and I know the Father; and I will lay down my life for the sheep. I have other sheep that do not belong to this fold.
These also I must lead, and they will hear my voice, and there will be one flock, one shepherd.
This is why the Father loves me, because I lay down my life in order to take it up again. No one takes it from me, but I lay it down on my own.
I have power to lay it down, and power to take it up again. This command I have received from my Father." (Taken from JN 10:1-5, 7-18)
The Unjust Steward
Remember when we acted so sly,
Going to lunch and getting high?
Remember when we camped and drank all night,
All of us glowing in the fires light?
Remember the girls we used to date,
how they never used to make us wait?
Remember the time we all skipped school?
Always together, forever, free and cool.
Remember how we all dressed the same,
and thought those over 20 were lame?
Remember that awesome party we had,
and you got busted by your mom and dad?
Remember when you went away?
I have not seen you since that day.
For the "Do You Remember" contest
Define your lovely, soulless heart in death
To take my heart would be a risk; a storm
You licked your lips to taste what i had left
And jumped from cliff to rocks, i was forlorn.
Upon my lover; roses wilt in pain
For I’ve lost the one whom has no soul, and
Was all this give and take with us in vain?
I loved your soul and heart, we joined by hand.
The brewing storm that took a life, took two
For deep within your heart was love,
And deep within my heart was you
I’ll see you soon, i promise; heart above.
For without you I cannot survive
For without you I will not strive
Being Prepared for Judgment
"Gird your loins and light your lamps, be like servants who await their master's return from a wedding, ready to open immediately when he comes and knocks.
Blessed are those servants whom the master finds vigilant on his arrival.
Amen, I say to you, he will gird himself, have them recline at table, and proceed to wait on them.
Should he come in the second or third watch and find them prepared in this way, blessed are those servants.
Be sure of this:
If the master of the house had known the hour when the thief was coming, he would not have let his house be broken into.
You also must be prepared, for at an hour you do not expect.
The Son of Man will come."
But if that servant says to himself, 'My master is delayed in coming,'
Begins to beat the menservants and the maidservants, to eat and drink and get drunk,
Then that servant's master will come on an unexpected day and at an unknown hour and will punish him severely and assign him a place with the unfaithful.
That servant who knew his master's will but did not make preparations nor act in accord with his will shall be beaten severely
The servant who was ignorant of his master's will but acted in a way deserving of a severe beating shall be beaten only lightly.
Much will be required of the person entrusted with much, and still more will be demanded of the person entrusted with more." (Taken from LK 12:35-40, 45-48)
All you took went in your bottle
The energy is full throttle
All those feelings mixed together
Will explode on the road of the nether
Never thought you’d let them leave
It’s happened but you can’t believe
That the damage has all been done
And the pain is yet to stain the sun
Now you see why you must vent
Half of what’s said is ever meant
The other half reflects your age
Embrace what can misplace rage
Release all that encumbers
In the greatest of numbers
And tell the trusted what’s wrong
Because life is brief, but grief is long
So don’t conceal
How you feel
Or you will peel
Mixed with potions
You’d never heal
I would be standing alone with a plea
Like a frail structure in solitude,
If had not you helped me so nicely.
My heart is filled with humble gratitude.
When no one did appear to be mine
I was really alone among crowd,
Then you appeared as a silver line
Being so friendly, in the deep dark cloud.
Your sweet words, filled with real sympathy,
Soothed my heart and saved my sinking hope.
You helped me forgetting the tragedy
And encouraged me with strength to cope.
All these support made me obliged to you
And I can never forget your virtue.
what is my purpose in this thing they call life
i have tried to commit suicide but it seem i didn't die
i'm on the edge of disaster and it seems i have nowere to go
i feel as if a bullet hole is the only way i have to show
but is that what my whole life is what it's made out to be
die by a bullet and be another victim to this society
noone ever listens to my side of the story
see all i ever wanted was the fame and glory
but i guess im just to poor and that's the way it's going to be
i'm never going to make a million records and be in rap history
i'm just white trash and never amount to nothin
that's what everyone told me and now look at me runnin
from something that i allways wanted to be
the only person that loves me doesn't even seem to trust me
i have no money and i have no job
will somebody at least give me a break and listen to my thoughts
it seems that this world is not ment for me
eather your rich or die trying that's the way it seems
my life iv'e never had a father to be there when i needed him most
it seems as if he never existed as if he was a ghost
my mother see that's another story
see she allways worked and never seemed to have the fame and glory
she would allways bring men home and hope they would be our new daddy
have alot of money and drive an expensive caddy
but no they used to allways beat her
throw her around and allways be cheaters
that's the men my mom would allways bring home
it seems as if it was a never ending road
my brother corey was the only smart one in the family
he got away before his life turned out to be a tragedy
my family is crazy and so am i
no wonder i've tried to kill myself and it seems i won't die
so im down on my knees wondering what i need to do in life
is my life destined to be the next rapper or just another bussiness guy
that's the last thing i want in life so what should i do
please answer my riddle and maybe even solve it to
this is the last thing that i have to say
so i'll make it really short and go on my way
i don't want to live this life and allways be poor
i am willing to go the extra mile and i'm ready to endure
i know this sounds crazy but that i know i'm for sure
please give that chance and maybe you'll be the cure
So long ago when just a teenager
Wanting all the things that spoke to a girl
I decided there was only one way
It seemed I should give employment a whirl
Small town, not many jobs to apply for
Finally got hired at the coffee shop
Found out I was the worst waitress ever
My humiliation just would not stop
I spilled almost everything I touched
Orders were often totally mixed up
The just would not let me make the coffee
Usually nothing in my tip cup
It was a learning experience though
And helped me learn about myself I know…
Some Advice in This Sonnet
A few words of advice in this sonnet:
Don’t hurt, if you too don’t like to be hurt.
When bad deeds return, you might regret it.
So watch your deeds, and take care of your words.
Always know that from above you’re being watched.
On your right and left are angels writing –
Collect whatever good deeds you may lack,
To please God and meet Him while He’s smiling.
Avoid supplications prayed against you,
Especially those of righteous Muslims.
Beware of everything you see and do –
Know that on Judgment Day, you’ll be questioned.
Obey Allah’s Rules, and good you shall get.
If you displease Allah, yours is regret.
Miriam / Mariam Mababaya
You learn how to crawl before you can walk
Then pull up; let go; give a step a chance
Little by little you’ll learn how to talk
And you finally stop wetting your pants
You’ll be starting school in just a few years
Give Mom a big kiss; on the bus and go
I know it’s scary and you’re full of fears
All alone with kids you don’t even know
Enter puberty; hormones give a shove
Remember the day you shared a first kiss
Followed by those bouts of puppy love
Now you seek true love, one you can’t resist
You’re reached adulthood, physically true
Mentally you’re still got growing to do
Rejection of Christ
Then he proceeded to tell the people this parable. "(A) man planted a vineyard, leased it to tenant farmers
Then went on a journey for a long time.
At harvest time he sent a servant to the tenant farmers to receive some of the produce of the vineyard
But they beat the servant and sent him away empty-handed. So he proceeded to send another servant, but him also they beat and insulted and sent away empty-handed
Then he proceeded to send a third, but this one too they wounded and threw out
The owner of the vineyard said, 'What shall I do?
I shall send my beloved son; maybe they will respect him.'
But when the tenant farmers saw him they said to one another, 'This is the heir
Let us kill him that the inheritance may become ours.' So they threw him out of the vineyard and killed him
What will the owner of the vineyard do to them? He will come and put those tenant farmers to death and turn over the vineyard to others
" When the people heard this, they exclaimed, "Let it not be so!" But he looked at them and asked
"What then does this scripture passage mean:
'The stone which the builders rejected has become the cornerstone'?
Everyone who falls on that stone will be dashed to pieces; and it will crush anyone on whom it falls
" The scribes and chief priests sought to lay their hands on him at that very hour
But they feared the people, for they knew that he had addressed this parable to them. (LK 20:9-19)
(Another Name for Gen Y(My Generation)
Beer goggles and Whiskey Rivers,
Pain numbing remedies that exude depression,
Marijuana oxygen and pain killer shivers,
Innocent faces with devilish expression,
Blood red eyes with cocaine explanations,
White lies, cooked up in haste,
For the aforementioned, sell your feelings for a taste!
Young lady, young lady, impossible to find,
What has become of “Daddy’s Little Girl?”
Grew up as billboard, all body and no mind,
Succumbed to degradation just to fit in this world,
Princess? No More!
With bitter wounds and sans support,
Responds to “bxxch” labeled as “whore”
Sex for poison and sex for sport!
Young man, young man, could you bear to walk alone?
With choreographed legs and clay molded spine?
Quoting the majority, speaking with your friends’ tone,
Holding onto shirttails while blindly disregarding lines,
Unprotected sex just to help you feel alive,
Forced to buy diapers with the pennies you have earned,
From one into intoxicated night you did not want to be deprived,
Came a baby by a girl whose name you had to learn!
Young lady, Young man, both working like a slave,
To provide for a family that neither wished to know,
They scream as their dreams get sealed within a grave,
Essential sacrifices because the baby has to grow,
A self-destructive generation, corrupted and vexed,
Generation Y, is Generation XXX
We Must Make Good Use of Our Riches
Then he also said to his disciples"A rich man had a steward who was reported to him for squandering his property.
He summoned him and said, 'What is this I hear about you?
Prepare a full account of your stewardship, because you can no longer be my steward.
' The steward said to himself,
'What shall I do, now that my master is taking the position of steward away from me?
I am not strong enough to dig and I am ashamed to beg. I know what I shall do so that, when I am removed from the stewardship, they may welcome me into their homes.'
He called in his master's debtors one by one. To the first he said, 'How much do you owe my master?'
He replied, 'One hundred measures of olive oil.' He said to him
'Here is your promissory note. Sit down and quickly write one for fifty.'
And the master commended that dishonest steward for acting prudently...
The person who is trustworthy in very small matters is also trustworthy in great ones;
the person who is dishonest in very small matters is also dishonest in great ones.
No servant can serve two masters.
He will either hate one and love the other, or be devoted to one and despise the other. You cannot serve God and mammon." (Taken from LK 16:1-6, 8, 10, 13)
Friend, you want to know who I am behind these walls, I'll tell you some of me, and my secrets, but not all. never all.
My eyes tell the story, they give my lies away, when their green i'm unhappy when their blue i'm full of joy, but only one person makes me that way.
Ill tell you little lies about my feelings and yourself, so you wont have to feel bad, but on the inside, i'm still just mad, at everybody and myself.
I'm severely self conscious, though my boyfriend loves me just the way i am, though i'm provocative with my 'lovely' body pressed against my man.
I see you in your pain, and I laugh sometimes, because I feel like you don't know what its like, to truly want to die.
I'm such a hurt, worried, bruised soul, but I'm a hippie don't you know, always thinking about some sort of peace and love.
I love this man more then life, though he's six years older then I am, but it really doesn't matter to me, because one day I want to be his wife.
My life has been hell, over and over again; I've joined the devil for tea, he tries to strike a bargain, but I know he never does succeed.
I smile on the outside when my inside is full of tears, and I never tell anyone all of my fears; I didn't use to tell anyone all of my fears.
Ive been hurt and abused and its left me full of scars, but every one has scars, they all receive from their own personal wars.
I had a child growing, she was a little bit bigger then a pea, her name was Hazel and she died, while she was still inside of me.
I've been getting better, but my family's falling apart, why is it that in chaos i survive; I wonder if that means I've got no heart.
So now I've told you just a section of who I really am; you have a puzzle piece to my soul, and you don't have to kiss my hand.
Now ill be getting married in a few years, I know that's not a lie, are you glad now, you know some of my secrets, are you sure you wont cry?
Unladylike though to speak this heart of mine
for a certain man who makes my day shine.
I admit I'm just being true to myself
to this indescribable feeling for you that I felt.
Honestly, you caught my eyes at first sight
from that moment I wanted no more nights
only to see you even at a glance
and know your name if I have the chance.
Man, I don't want you to have hard time to think
for there are a lot of girls in this wide space
"you don't know my name, but you know me by face."
Before I leave you I want you to know --
"I think of you everyday, now and then
hoping that we will cross our path again..."
The love that kisses with a tasteless tear
A pain that can’t be painted on the soul
A longing for a place without a fear
Longing for a feeling that makes me whole
Beloved, words can’t heal my tattered heart.
As thorns pass me by the pain cant compare
That of the pain of being torn apart
Even the wind howls about it I swear
Tell me was falling in love my mistake
I chose my own fate and decided to stay
I will not let this love become forsaken
Love can’t just get up and spirit away
Love is worth overcoming a mountain
My love for you flows like a vast fountain
Head hanging off couch waiting to be fed
Things take on new perspective looking up
'Twas noon bored to tears just lying in bed
Had to have some coke and ice in my big cup
Coke and chips are good to give me the strength
They are always here even though wish were
Not, they will be gone away at some length
Character traits say we can depend on her
Recycled teen can now visit friend
Get to station_for heard in distance train
Recycled teen now has fun is that plain
First of life was hard_life is better at the end
Enjoying golden years_no more inbetween
Mother and daddy can't now my friends screen
Abuse of God's Grace / Necessity of Righteousness
One of his fellow guests on hearing this said to him, "Blessed is the one who will dine in the kingdom of God."
He replied to him, "A man gave a great dinner to which he invited many
When the time for the dinner came
He dispatched his servant to say to those invited
'Come, everything is now ready.'
But one by one, they all began to excuse themselves...
The servant went and reported this to his master
Then the master of the house in a rage commanded his servant
'Go out quickly into the streets and alleys of the town and bring in here the poor and the crippled
The blind and the lame.
' The servant reported, 'Sir, your orders have been carried out and still there is room.
' The master then ordered the servant
'Go out to the highways and hedgerows and make people come in that my home may be filled.
For, I tell you, none of those men who were invited will taste my dinner.'" (Taken from LK 14:15-18, 21-24)
You carried my emotions from the start
Each emotion bound in the small black note
Each one coming straight from my chilly heart
The music you make is my antidote
Through the preludes my comfort softly lay
By way of mazurkas my soul does fly
But to divulge you must learn how to play
Although learning is not a piece of pie
Piano brings emotions around town
You have the power to bring my heart up
Or throw me on the floor and beat me down
There are hard times when I just want to cup
My hands in my face and rock back and forth
And think Piano is a friend of worth
it was saturday morning about 10 'o' clock
you were in the doctors where you had a shock
you couldnt believe what you had just seen
a pegnant girl at the age of thirteen
she claimed to be drunk and it was a mistake
but now all her dreams seem so fake
that night of fun was now the night of hell
just when she thought she was doing so well
how can she be pregnant? shes still a baby herself
now having to make decisions towards her health
now her heads confused and really messed up
this poor young girls had enough
what about the dad will he stick around
or will he be gone without a sound
just like her parents who kicked her out her home
now this heartbroken young girl feels all alone
as the days go by and her bump gets big
she starts to cry and realises shes not ready for a kid
she really needs help and no-one to turn to
all her happy days seem to be through
this young girls all alone with no-one to care
stuck in a circle going nowhere
she needs to make some decisions but doesnt know how
the question remains what to do now
Take me away from that Place.
Take me away from my Aches.
Shake me awake from Reality.
Shake me awake from my Nightmares.
Place my memories back to Hell.
Place my memories back to the Cell.
Hold me in a Forever Embrace.
Hold me in a Forever Place.
Push me back to Start.
Push me back to his Heart.
Throw my heart Higher.
Throw my heart in a Fire.
Put me in your Arms.
Put me in your Heart.
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Your beauty and delicate nature, indeed we cannot deny
Yet having such a short life span, you somehow eventually die
Like the transient nature of mist and clouds, you superbly reappear
Then breathtakingly take your time to freshen up the air
A majestic symbol of power, knowledge and spiritual pulchritude
Celebrated blossoms attained in Spring you've magnificently exude
You evoke an artistic comparison through your bright ruddy hue
And in the night when we're asleep your petals the skies bedew
Your flowers are nearly pure white, and tinged with the palest pink,
Without hesitation you shrivel and fall before I could even blink
Your spiritual and cultural significance is never an incomplete
Accompanied by your long weeping branches are flowers so very petite
So stunning and stupendously, you lay about the trees
And even when you've carpeted the ground, your beauty never cease
i am alone,
it is quiet and isolated
i like it like this,
i can think,
true, i may be insane,
insanity goes a long way
until you share yourself
with the one you love
day after day,
for now, bask in the isolation,
stretch your muscles in the quiet,
alone for now, isolated,
but not in the shadows,
surrounded by friends,
such feelings are
nothing compares to
always feeling insane.
walls are closing in
coming closer and closer
suffocating me till I draw my last breath
my wings are cramped and
are needing to be stretched tight in their span....
it hurts to yell when i have to
it hurts to scream into the softest pillow
the wall hurts too much when it's hit with my fist
what can I do to stop these walls from closing in?
I am suffocating,
inside I'm dying....
I call for help
but have naught to say
so I bend my knees
clasp my hands together
close my eyes tight
You are not like those other boys who hurt me;
I think I love you, but I’m scared to love…
If only pain left here would leave me be;
The heart inside me is tender like dove…
I can feel your love knocking at the door!
I see what you show and yes, that I know,
And yes I know it’s so much more in store…
The love shown is soft and tender like snow…
I’m scared of love because of its past life,
But I seem to think of you every night…
You treat me like I’m your future wife…
This whole relationship just feels so right!
The love I get from you is so clever;
I wish I could make it last forever…
You Could never understand me even if you tried
Over 10,000 times you've showed me
that you never even looked beyond the glass
I maybe a disgrace who wish to erase
But the pain is so elaborate, all caused
by you, how isn't it embraced for you?
so many tears you let slip, left to die
condoned I am, but only with your voice alone
If you don't care to know me, leave my life
If you think the dark is scary as it shows, leave my life
If you've failed to keep your mind open, leave my life
If you ever thought I was lesser, Leave my Life
You were the gasoline
To the flame inside
I was lost in between
Your fame and my pride.
You want me back
Your interruption is late
This heart is turning black
As corruption spawns hate.
But I'll let it go
As we all forget the past
Only if I surely know
This time it's going to last.
They say you're nobody
They talk lies behind your back
They speak of an insignificant soul
A heart worth no attention
I say -
It's the prominence of my walk
The strength of my stance
The graize of my speech to the intelligence beyond glance
I'm a man that's greater
A Greater Man - that's me
A lot try to say you're ugly
Change your appearence - your style
Try to make you conform
Be coll, Be "in," whatever that may mean
I say -
It's the brown of my skin
The scar on my hand
The rareness of my style to the bareness of my ends
I'm a man that's greater
A Greater Man - that's me
They despise your real talk
Call you weak - Call you a punk
They turn the world against you
Your friends - Your loved ones
I say -
It's the abundance of my knowledge
The credit of my character
The uniqeness of my name
An undisputed fame - I'm a man that's greater
A Greater Man - that's me
So when they give you lip
And they torture your stature
When they come across your self-esteem
And say you're not anything
I say -
It's the flare of my actions
The perseverance of my smile
The integrity of my measure
The courage of my style - I'm a man that's greater
A Greater Man
Goose bumps rise upon my back as I walk.
Exiting the world I once knew, leaving.
I need to open my mouth and talk.
Trying to start something new by achieving.
Oh, how sad to see them all leave and go.
Holding one another in their arms.
Now it is our time to live and grow.
Always holding on to our good luck charm.
Like a bird flying away from its nest.
Looking for a new home to land in.
You will go east and I will go west.
Going to a new place to start, begin.
When I look up I see their green gowns,
And the tears from their faces’ run down.
People claim love is blind
But our love has no depressing tone
And a flaw, I have yet to find
For love is all you've shown
Never before have I known
How true a love could be
With time, our love has only grown
And become as steady as the sea
This love has flourished within me
A feeling never felt before
Every moment I spend with thee
Leaves me longing for more
Our love can move mountains, wait and see
We'll prove just how true a love can be
I don't know how to explain it,
If only you could truly see,
How much I really care for you,
How much you mean to me.
I look forward to seeing you every day,
The grin that belongs only to you,
When I see you I can't help but smile,
There is just something about you.
When you put your hand in mine,
My heart suddenly beats faster,
I wish I could tell you right then and there,
That my life could never be better.
When you wrap your arms around me,
For a simple, gentle hug,
I want to stay in that moment forever,
And tell you how much you really are loved.
When we gradually come close enough together,
Our lips touch, a kiss,
Nothing around us seems to matter,
Because there is nothing sweeter than this.
No words could ever express how much you mean to me,
I hope you have these feelings for me, too;
I can't figure out just what it is,
But there is definitely something very special about you.
June 17, 2006
How sweet, how serene,
Delicate inside a core,
A flower I have bore.
Such a magnificent scene!
Blossoms in bloom are what you bring.
I couldn’t ask of you for much more,
I even find you shining on the Seashore.
You make my heart dance and sing!
The Sun shines down on me,
And the Moon leads my way.
The Stars shine and I can see,
A beautiful Sun shiny day!
You come from somewhere up above,
Tender in my heart is a Young Love!
® Registered: Ann Rich 2006
let your heart be light
throw your burdens away,
let love embrace you
to take you through the night.
it is all I can give
forever it shall live,
my heart forever is true
I'll always be here for you.
if ever you feel fear
ever you want to spill tears,
on my shoulder you can cry
to you I will never lie.
may it always be with you
as on each road you go,
through rain or burning sun
your life now, has begun.
in my heart you shall be
together we will be free,
let your hand be held in mine
friends to the end of time
Sitting here listening to voices unclear,
Not knowing why she does what they say,
She sits down and listens in fear,
Holding herself, she will try wishing them away.
She tries to reason with the voices,
She says they’re not really there,
They say she has two choices,
She argues that’s not fair.
Her parents think she’s crazy, they worry that she’s lost it,
It causes too much pain for her to see the tears in their eyes,
They fear that one day her wrists she will slit,
She knows now that they see through her smiling disguise.
Her mind the Devil will rape,
As she plans her sweet suicide escape.
A creative mix of oil and blood,
for it only matters whats under the hood.
And the smell of gas,
and the smell is good.
Eight pistons tunring,
the rich fuel burning.
The need to race,
the urge thats churning.
The stretch of open road,
to only go fast, I make an ode.
The acceleration that stops,
the blood that once flowed.
Driving is not a sin,
it just shows where I've been.
No one understands what I’ve been through
I have no friends but many enemies
The pain that I have caused still holds true
Worlds are full of people I am to please.
The razor blade slides across my wrist
The red liquid drips down my shaking hands
My head convinces me I won’t be missed
My sleeping mind brings me to far off lands.
The end looms nearer as the light grows bright
The pearly gates above stand wide open
St. Peter sees my name and his face light
The gates are waiting and I proceed in.
Heaven is the place I am to last
My scar filled wrists remind me of my past.
Red forever stays on my rose pedal
Your image forever stays on my mind
If love were contest I’d win heart’s medal
This love fluctuates throughout course of time
A child can’t deny infatuation
A mind of youth most innocent of Earth
Our love exceeds art’s imagination
Take heed towards the importance of its worth
Most admirable affection is most pure
What could be more authentic then my love?
Young victim of something that has no cure
You are the young Romeo I dream of
We fall in love young, shall grow old in bliss,
If God takes you first, mind & soul I’d miss
Reality sacred and carefree
Fatality broken and fancy free
It hurts to be me
It hurts for you to see
all the pain I put myself through
Crawling through the disdain
and I still can't get to you
Even after all my pain
Bleed a thousand tears
Need to rid myself of these fears
It cannot bear
It cannot compare
To the pain I endure
Just to stay pure
She bleeds in ink
Writes in blood
She's at the brink
of falling victim
She cuts with verbs
and sings with glass
she cries herself to sleep
And prays for the depression to pass
Water runs in her veins
to subside her emotional pains
she falls victim to decadence
She bleeds ink and cries blood
she never had a chance of staying victim
Antagonize sweetness with one of your smiles
trailing on moonbeams of words
frozen in icicle rainbows for miles
suspended and left undisturbed
Ribbon me whispers of sweet nothingness
Sing me an ocean or two
There are no colors comparing to this
for my eyes are blinded for you
Treasure our youth and devour the days
taking the plunge once or twice
Breaking devotion in so many ways
with sweetness gone frozen to ice
We are the moment that love turns to infinite pain.
We are the children of posters in love to refrain.
If I were to say to you,
"I can see things not everybody can see."
You would probably mock and say, " I can do that too."
If I said that to you, would you believe me?
I've seen people who would wreck their lives,
Quit their jobs, get arrested
All because they were high.
I don;t just see them as people that shant be tested.
I see people for who they are!
I see where they are going
Not only their past scars.
Don't think I'm wrong if these are things you're not knowing.
If I told you, "I can see deeper than you can see."
Would you believe me?