Friday 3 September 2010

Thinking of You



You're the first thing I think of
Each morning when I rise
You're the last thing I think of
When I close my eyes

You're in each thought I have
And every breath I take
My feelings are growing stronger
With every move you make

You're an angel from above
who takes away my pain
My love for you is so strong
It's always just the same

You're the miracle in my life
Who can always make me smile
Just knowing that you care
Makes my life worth-while

You've touched my heart and soul
Which you have from the start
Your warm soft words
Will never leave my heart

You are everything I want
You're so pure and true
I love you with everything I have
And I love everything that you do.

Darkened Cigarettes

Alone in front of the expanse of dark
Light from the side but faith no more
A moment to ponder before I crack
And I reach for the pain with a sore
It eludes me, that devious and sly thought
Leaving the notion of immense disease
A smile, receiving the item that I sought
But it's a lie- I'm brought to my knees
The sender blinks and turns away
Finding solance in personal deceptions
Letting this helpless being cry and stray
Upon the brink of futile conception
Once just maybe there had been the rose
Impish grins shinning to respond in alummim
But the heart- it feels what the mind knows
Sensing pain in edifices and a small crumb
Failing with no signs of stopping known
Occasional hints with the facade of light to see
Snapping and breaking every single bone
Yet one would see an untouched body
Light- the purfying source of all knowledge and lies
Those mundane objects re-attacking mortal debts
Here- no, perhaps there, light returns and deeply sighs
Streaming the curling some of darkened cigarettes.

Am I Alone?

I get funny feelings
It comes from inside
I get all angry and mad
Wanting to go and hide
My doctor calls it depression
My dad says it's just me
But the thoughts and feelings
No one will ever be able to see
Some say I'm a psycho
Some say I'm weird
It's like I'm a different person
And the old me has just disappeared.
I get called edgy
I want to commit suicide really bad
Then I get a headache
Followed by feeling sad
I wish I could get help
I wish it would go away
Maybe if I keep praying really hard
Someday....
Someday it will...

Friday 13 August 2010

Hush Little Girl

Hush little girl don't make a sound
You can't tell the people that walk around
You're not allowed to be upset, your not allowed to cry
you're not allowed to think or wonder why
Don't tell anyone about the beatings
Don't say you don't know what to do
Because after all little girl, who cares about you?
When he hits you and spills your blood
When he picks you up and throws you into the mud
Be silent little girl! Keep it hidden!
Don't spill your tears, hold them in
Because nobody cares, if he's mean
Your just another girl who wants to be seen

Wednesday 11 August 2010

Tomorrow Is Not Promised

Tomorrow is not promised
And even if it was
To myself I must be honest
And say this because
If I don't I would regret the fact
That those words had gone unsaid
My world would be abstract
I would only see the colour red
Tomorrow is not promised
If it is I do not know
But to you I must be honest,
There’s something you should know
I love you, I need you, Please don't go

Angel Tear Drop

My guardian angel, once careless and free
Flew into the clouds and lost touch with me
Her tears were cold and wet, falling on my face
Her smile left without a trace.
Her angelic lips quivered, frozen and scared
I felt rain clouds visiting and had to prepare
I knew that angels, often content
Were very special presents that God had sent
To see one so sad
So afraid
So alone
Had made me weep while the cold winds had blown
Her wings lost feathers
Comforting and soft
Falling from stars
Floating aloft
Her pain was felt throughout the land
To feel true misery is impossible to stand
I prayed so that when her hurting stops
I’ll be able to taste the angel’s teardrops.