This never should have happened
It’s really all my fault
Take back time
And put that glass on my wrist
They took you away from me
Just a little too soon
Take back time
And put that knife through my heart
You lay there motionless
A never ending dream
Take back time
And lay me in that coffin
I’m sorry for what I’ve done
A silent tear on my sorrow
Take back time
And make it right
.
Him
His voice
His soft touch
Tender kisses
Every time that he walks in the door
Every time that he walks out the door
Unanswered calls
Postponed dates
His lies
Him
Chiquita(Chiamaka)Baity
Contest Name "Smiles and Frowns
The time is closing by
I know it was hard to say
Good bye
I didn’t know how much
It will hurt me
I never want to say
Good bye
We have to go on
With our own life
We can always keep in touch
I always will cry
With full of memories of us
We always have a blast
With everything we do
But for now the time
Has come to say
Good bye
Let’s have no more tears
Let’s smile like it used to be
With no more worries
I always remember you
But its time now
Good bye
Thirty days and nights spent alone
Waiting for him to come home
He always seems to be gone
She only hears him on the phone
The few days hes home
She hopes for some time alone
With the trucker she calls her own
No time today shes told with a moan
She never makes the top of his list
With a kiss on her lips
He promises her next time
But for now he has to go
As she waves goodbye to him
A single tear drops from her chin
That's the way its always been
Why bother with waiting again
Sad has been my soul of late.
As I drift from lost to trapped
Only hurt can I contemplate
In sorrow I am wrapped
Grief consumes my mental state
An anguish I cannot dismiss
Too real the prison my mind creates
As I sink to a woeful abyss
Such pain shall hasten this body's decay
If balance cannot be achieved
and this mind will surely fade to gray
If these stresses are not relieved
If this time on the Earth is all that we get
I wish to be free of these chains
To know inner peace to forgive my regrets
And find joy in the time that remains.
A desired flavorsome taste
wanting a cure of a dried out mouth
leading to a mindlessness of waste
liquidly solving a quenching drought
Numbing a charisma of memories
longing for the hazy shades
wiping away loathed theories
a smoldering fetish that slowly fades
A quenched lurch of lust
beggars a sad lonely time
shelving the shell of trust
left only a bitter slice of lime
Muddled thoughts left dehydrated
sidelined by disgust
feelings abandoned and un-exhilarated
a film coated tasting of must.
Drenched and soaked to the bone
blurred eyed and bleary
a time not to be left alone
it's time to play for me, a memory.
At first they said we had cooties
Hiding in the strands of our hair
Mindless and young
A mixture of dirt and cookies in the air
Then came the sports
They loved so very much
Without realizing
They were competing for our love
After came the puppy love
A soft sweet peck on the cheek
Holding hands on the playground
Hiding behind the cubbies
And soon as dust
They forget
About the girl
They once liked
But time matures
And love is on their doorstep
Again
They slip to the sidelines
This time we think it's real
This time we think they care
As they wrap their arms around us
Their warm embrace we share
They finally say three words
They once tried to resist
And surely we thought they knew
That love does exist
Till' we're left empty
There arms around another
Our tears become frozen
As they find another lover
We thought we couldn't go on with life
However we have no choice
Men will never be men
But boys always boys
I sit alone surrounded by a million strangers.
My broken heart is still falling apart.
Time tries to mend the wound
but the pain of the past overwhelms any hope of the future.
Every day the sands of time fall through the hour glass of life
each grain carries memories of a time that once was and of something that will never be.
Every time I see your smile I remember your eyes looking at me
and the peace I felt at that moment, I have never felt again.
Crimson red light, motel sign
stubbed out cigarettes, bottle of wine
Once a girl, still girl to her dad
Lifes sometimes hard, things got bad
She didn't get a scholarship
but she felt great when she was high
She was floating in the clouds
when oppotunity passed by
She lives here sometimes
when she needs to make some cash
She lays back, dreams her dreams
then smokes a little hash
She's waiting on her big blue bus
her dreams quiet, but life is loud
She's waiting on her lucky break
to make her daddy proud
She lost touch with her family
Now some time ago
But there's a few things going on
She'd rather they'd not know
life time dreams, forget to shine
life is hazy, bright motel sign
You don’t quite know what’s going on in your mind
in time maybe you will find,
A way to go and a way to tell
of the thoughts that won’t stay in line.
A jumbled mess nothing more or less
a story with no commentary,
The deep down fears and the nonsense tears
those are unnecessary.
No organisation and many contemplations
and lots of indecisive making,
The assuring demand for others to command
which leaves others to do the taking.
Because the need is so strong that you just go along
despite the consequences,
And by then it’s too late to try and congregate
because you have used all your defences.
Unspoken concerns with many sharp turns
hover continuously there,
With no way to banish and no sign of vanishing
there watching you in a stare.
Trying to run before the jobs done
is impossible to achieve,
With questions left open and no answers spoken
there is no way you can leave.
But sorting through is the best you can do
to try and make sense of you mind,
Because one day you you’ll succeed and you will be freed
just give yourself some time to find...
I used to spend a lot of time on my own
Written By Dean Masciarelli
September 12, 2010 (6:46pm)
I used to spend
a lot of
time on my own
When I needed some
personal time alone
And after all of the years
that have come and gone
I have learned that I
would
rather be with someone
That would be
around me
most of the time
That could be my very best
friend
and my loyal companion
Instead of having to spend
another
waking moment being alone
in the silence of my own room
You are the reason for every drop of my tear
And you cannot leave me alone here
I said a million times that I love you
Every time you rejected
Every time I left with few millions of tears
You can just see this eyes, every time with a smiling face in-front of you
But I cannot stop this heart's bleeding
You feel every thing is alright with me
And you never tried to listen my heart's pain
I truly love you and adore you
And sometimes I feel , my life is over and I will die for you
Don't know what to do?
But I am really stuck at you
Everyday I sit alone in the dark
Ask myself , why I love her?
Years gone, but I didn't find the answer
I cannot say how much I feel the pain in this broken heart
And I don't want to hurt you by my personal thoughts
But still I said many times with this eyes to you
How much I love you
And How important are you
Oh my Love! Please try to read my heart's page
Then you can find many broken words , red in colour
Still trying to say
''I LOVE YOU''
Just pull through and smile.
You'll see her again in a while.
Speak to her she's up in the sky.
And no it's not time for goodbye.
It's time to let her live on a star.
You may think she's gone but it's really not far.
Strength is the key I know you'll be okay.
She battled and battled but just couldn't stay.
God needed an angel on that sad day.
He took her to safety I pray, I pray.
Days are long,
every hour seams longer.
Every minute passes,
every second ticks by.
Sorrow makes time slow,
heartache lengthens my days.
I put on my mask,
happiness covers my deepest fears.
I lay silent in the darkness,
fearful of being truly alone.
Hours are long,
days are longer.
I can't stop this shadow,
that clouds every portion of my life.
The tears fall,
they continue to fall,
a never ceasing flow,
of sorrow and loneliness.
My breath catches in my breast,
as I watch all of the faces,
the people who pass by,
loved, happy, and together.
My heart hurts,
as it races through me.
The knife is stabbed deep,
and the claws engulf me,
taking me into its shadowy grasp.
My hours seam long,
minutes tick by,
tick, tick, tick,tick../
1, 2, 3, 4...
My sorrow is great,
My grief is great,
My pain is great,
My loneliness is immense.
Seconds tick by,
minutes seam slow,
hours are long,
days are longer.
My sorrow makes time slow,
as heartache lengthens my days.
The Bitterness of
Love
It's hard to fall in love,
Specially when you are not
ready,
It's hard to tell him or her,
Because you never know
what they feel.
There was a man whom I
adore before,
He knows that I like him but
he ignores,
Every time he sees me he'll
avoid,
Every time I see him he
would even pretend.
It's hard to fall for someone
else,
If that else's no good,
He'll hurt you in whatever
way,
He'll tell you words that
insults you in anyway.
It's sad to know the truth,
That love is not at all
sweetness,
It is about bitterness of love,
And that is what I feel.
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