I keep waiting for the door to open
And for you to walk back in
I can't tell you how bad I've missed you
And how lonely I have been
Waiting to see that beautiful smile
That highlights your sweet face
Waiting to hear your tender voice
That warms this cold, cold place
Waiting to feel your heartbeat
As you lay close by my side
Waiting to know your soft caress
That comes from deep inside
Waiting to touch your hair of silk
Woven on Heaven's loom
Waiting to wipe away your tears
And smell your sweet perfume
Waiting til the day I die
And draw this life's last breath
Waiting till we meet again
And we're joined together in death
Why must he leave?
by Cate Rock
When does love exactly die?
Or does it ever?
When will i learn to fly?
Am i just doomed to be held here till i die?
My wings clipped...
My loins main shaved...
My heart, truly betrayed.
Pulled apart boomed from the start forever in a cage...
And all i can manage to feel is rage...
My zoo keeper...
My ring master...
My hell...
She hates me...
I feel it...
I debate on killing...
Death a sweet song one I've never wanted to sing...
I loved... and i lost.
Ive hurt and I've cried...
All the time wishing id just have died.
No reason to live.
No reason to move on...
No reason i don't feel.
No reason at all.
Wishing never helped...
Praying was a waist of time...
Taking the punishment because it was all mine.
Wanting to live but not quite able to.
All my pain everything i feel is all because of you...
You are my only friend in this hell...
Yet i feel alone every time u try to help...
I wish for death that sweet last breath...
I love you but i don't know what to do...
Evermore confused than usual...
A kiss for the road...
For it is to be a ruff ride...
Submission date : 2009-02-25
Sweet darkness, swallows the light.
We fight, but we cannot succumb.
Frightening words, lead to sorrow.
Lie in the comfort, of sweet calamity.
I now have nothing left to lose.
Goodbye, until we meet again.
Heaven where is my angel,
where has she gone?
Take my hand, and help me survive here.
Trapped, I cannot be freed.
Your sweet voice, is what I need.
Goodbye my friend,
Goodbye my love.
I cannot stay here.
Leaving you is what I fear,
but the heartache takes me away.
A sweet scent of the morning rose
A sweet smell of an early drizzle
A prick of the finger
A tear from the eye
A lonesome ride...down a nostalgic road
These are the moments showing
Sacrifice in my life,
So I say Ameen!
Oh Lady, my Lady, my sweet Sheltie love,
Was called by God to her home up above,
There she will share her love, her spirit and her Light
and play with her friends until her family alights.
Lady came to us at three weeks of age,
Energy seemed to flow from her as she slept in her cage,
She was always running and jumping--just having some fun-
As she jumped to the beat of her own Piper's drum.
I hadn't seen Lady for so many years,
But I kept her close through my son, the Dear,
I knew Lady would soon leave us, due to her age,
And that's what happened last week--thus closing her page.
My Ex sent a letter which brought a tear to my eye,
It said how he would miss her and say his "Good-bye",
For he buried her with sorrow, then built her a Shrine
Which tells of her life and her joy which will always be mine.
Oh Lady, my Lady, my sweet Sheltie love,
I will miss you until I see you above.
I won't let them hurt you.
My sweet little Izabelle.
Show me who you're talking to
I swear I will not tell.
Sweet little Izabelle,
Don't listen to them - no.
I'll be here, I won't leave you.
I swear I will not go.
My sweet little Darling,
Step away from there,
I cannot stand to watch,
I swear I cannot bare.
Please Darling, won't you help me..
I know you're in there, Sweet.
We can overcome this,
I won't accept defeat.
For you my Baby Girl,
My feeling will not rust.
We can be a family,
I swear, in you, I trust.
I won't let them hurt you,
Those voices that you hear.
We will be together,
With me, you have no fear.
~Written in 2003 (Monday, 10th, March) when I was fourteen.
We are Elise.
We are uncountable.
With no way to break open our locks
They designed sweet melodies as keys
And conquered countries in our name.
We are the loved and easily forgotten.
They came to us with bouquets of rose,
Like the Queens, we sat cold yet joyous
As they placed sweet nothings by our feet
And we were heartbroken when they abandoned us.
We are the noontime shadows.
The sun is so bright and the darkness so great
Hurricanes rage inside and tear us apart
But we dare not reveal the burdens we carry
For we are loved by them, in all their carelessness.
We are Elise.
Broken open and tossed aside.
Loved purely then left behind.
Unhappy but satisfied.
We are Elise, the greatest puppet ever made.