Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Dont trust anything that bleeds for seven days and doesnt die.


Mascara , Blush , Foundation and gloss

guess that’s what we need to catch the eye , and the attention of the boss

I guess beauty is only skin deep

Eye shadow , liner and concealer

all to hide whats insideall so she doesn’t have to reveal her inner fear and insecurity

fake confidence keeps her going when the well runs dry and when she

begin to cry the make ups gone the confidence is gone

and what is left

Nothing.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

Pens

Pens , pens are everywhere their like people necessary for recording and receiving informationplenty around when you don’t need thembut when one is needed , nowhere to be foundfound in the weirdest places , and normal places too people are like pens , even me , even you.With so much to say before they dry outsometimes lacking the motivation,waiting til its too late , speak untilyour ink runs out , and its too late

WWYD?

Dainty fingers upon your face , feeling your thoughts , feeling your sorrow
Never fear , I’m always on your side , my feelings I don’t want to hide
What would you do , if I told you ,I love youwhat would you say if I told you to stay
What if I would die for you , would you doubt me then?
Would you dare say , that im anything less then I am

Jusify Chance

Justify Chance
You seem happy I am too
Theres a deception in words you,
Say you’ve never been happier but I know that’s a lie
Your scared of me , cause I see right thru you that’s why
You push yourself away like a magnet .. We are the same
So you push away , cause your scared of yourself, more of
Me. I hope you understand that when I’m really gone
You’ll feel worse then you do now , seeing me
Is it hard? You call me just to hear my voice .. Not a word
You say , how do I know its you ? Just a hunch I Guess
Change your voice however you want , I still know its you
Were my first love , not my last .. Its hard to move on when
You keep talkin back .

MY BRUSIES TELL STORIES AND MY SCARS TELL TALES

MY BRUSIES TELL STORIES AND MY SCARS TELL TALES
Of All the Bruises on my faceand the scars that you makeyou're always my fav.You leave me in a state of guilty messevery time when you return I confess
its always my fault never yours .you're so perfectplay on my emotions that's just what you do say you'll leave me like everyone does .You were always right , I'm always wrongif your leaving , bring me alongcause I can't go a day without youI'm envious of anyone who you pay attention to Always my favourite your so perfecthurting me like you do, is worth it?Hurricanes, thunderstorms, everything morecouldn't keep me from you, but what for?
Withdrawn from reality what is wrong with meI am not like this , a monster is what has been createdfrom what I once was hostile regrets , iridescent threats ,
freckled comments, stammering I'm only hurting myself.

Somewhere along the way

SOMEWHERE ALONG THE WAY
I was strutting through life not looking back
And when I met you I stopped in my tracks
I felt safe and warm at the sight of you
Without your touch I feel so blue
The sky is a black blanket to the cold night
I hope you will come and make everything alright
Somewhere along the way I got caught up in you
And now im stuck I don’t know what to do
Something I wonder , why don’t you care
Care like you use to , that question begins to tear
Tear me apart inside, it sometimes hurts to smile
I think its time I sit and think for awhile.
There are many other choices but I don’t know
I only want him but he makes me feel low
There is another but I’m not sure
Afraid of my broken heart being broken again
It just doesn’t make sense
Somewhere along the way I lost you
And tried to love again but couldn’t do
You broke me and now I blame you
For love is one thing I have trouble with
Before now love to me was but a myth
Somewhere along the way you broke me in ways I cant comprehend
But somewhere in my heart I always hope it will be me and you in the end.

Melancholy Town

MELANCHOLY TOWN
In my melancholy town there is nobody around
I begin to wonder why am I so sombre
I wish I could get away from my past ive been running and its caught up at last
The pain begins inside me begins to grow and soon what ill do is . I don’t know
Tomorrow I hurt myself with thoughts of you
Your words and actions are what make me so blue
The words I want to say never come out the right way
I believe ill be sad for all the days that follow
Deep inside me is very hollow
I’m like an empty shell , living like this is hell
Living in my silent dejection maybe I need some love and affection
I close myself off from everyone in this game of life I havent won
I don’t want anyone around , alone ill be , forever in my melancholy town

Sonnet

SONNET
With a set of Eyes capable of heartache Sometimes the wrong words seem to rhymeConstantly Thinking this is a mistakeBeautiful disaster, the intensity is sublimeLetters , symbols , metaphors and more Can not express what I mean to expressnotions that I timidly exploresenses acute ,a deep thought’s suppressiridescent expressions affect choices madeinstead of the usual cerebral approachacting on instinct ,not thought , left afraid Words three in all, words of reproach Hurricanes Thunderstorms and everything moreCouldn’t keep her from him , But what for?

timeless

TIMELESS
a place without sound ,or time without structure , critizism or praisethat is where we're looking fora place to be nobody but mepoetic patterns and linesnot in this place , no patterns exist here here is so quiet that its screamingscreaming like nails on a chalk boardor the feeling of porcelin on your skinyou get that shiver that shiver of disgust comes across your face when all believe perfection exists only jealousy is revealed turning a once profound intelligent girl into a b a s k e t. c a s e. *

Oldddd

THE FINE LINE BETWEEN LOVE AND HATE , AND LIFE AND DEATH

Goodbye, my friend goobye my love. Your are in my heart, Its was preordained , we should part and be reunited by and by Goodbye , no handshake to endureLets have no sadness forthere's nothing new in dying nowThough living is due never.


APRIL SHOWERS , DON’T BRING ME FLOWERS

When i am dead and over meBright April shakes out her rain drenched hair though you should lean over me broken hearted i shall not care , for i shall have peace as leafy trees are, peaceful when rain bends down the branchesand i shall be more slient and cold hearted then you all are now

two for one special!

THE MAN IN THE MOON , WAS SICK OF THE FAKES ON THE EARTH
The moon is shining dull tonight and in my heart things just aren’t righti hate you , i love you what does it matter anymoreand again i find myself here on the floorThe Rain is really Heavy tonight in the dark tunnel of life , i don’t see the lightCold ,distant , isolated is how i feeli wish this feeling wasn’t realbut time to put on a smileand pretend im ok for awhile .


UNKNOWN ATROCITY
I feel depressed for nothing at all
It could be something I don’t recall
It’s a complicated notion like the waves of the ocean
Never revealing my secrets
So I never have regrets

DOWNCASTED AFFLICTION

Downcasted ,dejected, broken and lost
I need to be sane again no matter the cost
I don’t know is what you say when asked about me
Talk to me? Never again? Pretend , whats it gonna be
I can’t wait forever even though I think I will
I don’t know whats wrong pop another pill
All on my own with no one around
I think about you and how it use to be
Happiness fun laughter that was the key
If your happy with her than that’s what I want
But the thought of you sad is every bit a taunt
After all you’re my wonder wall you use to catch me as I fall
Where are you now? Thinking of me is it hard?I fell without you and now im scar’d
I thought you were just a page in my book of life
Turns out you could be a whole chapter , the knife
Thought about it but I don’t know whats holding me back
Everyday my heart endures an almost fatal attack
Of sorrow affliction and suffering everyday I hurt because of you
I remember your eyes your hair and the things we use to do
But I don’t think you’ll ever care
A year later you see me and you stare
I don’t get you and I don’t want to , your true colors are for showand why I ever loved you is a mystery , something I don’t know