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Come Back Live Within Me
Where did you go?
A flash and you vanished from my sight;
like a child abducted by some evil minded pervert.
But people still talk, they talk in rumours
they talk in lies.
They kid themselves, to ease their minds
the possibility that someone could have harmed you;
rather than you harming yourself.
I don't understand people, and neither did you
Rednecks, fucktards, bigots, close minded loggers.
Words spew from you, pen to paper heart and soul.
Poetic, fragile, Pisces.
Blonde locks and blue eyes
Vaginal flowers, talk for hours
But you're gone
with your rage, your grace your untouchable face.
Within memories and soft spoken words out of tune guitars;
live within me, my pulsing organ, my shattered mind
my clenched fist, gritted teeth.
Speak in tongues and I'll understand, get me off
one line at a time
you make me weak, weep, still and always.
My SKIN has scars
white lines etched over TIME
A on the hand, a LUST gone bad
a teenage CRUSH
an over reaction, to NOTHING
scar on my foot
burn, skin BUBBLED and blistered
too YOUNG to remember
scar on my belly
a fight I think, messing with the wrong girl
people think I'm SWEET, people think I'm nice
this girl didn't
scars on my calf, rabbit bite MAYBE?
'nother fight, I don't know
too many scars, too many MEMORIES
too many things to remember
but the CUTS that hurt me worst
the DEEPEST scars I own
are the ones inside, on my heart and my SOUL
I can't be WITHOUT you
scar number 1
I need to know you need ME
scar number 2
I could count for days, it wouldn't matter
the scars keep coming.
SLICING me open with kind words and sweet gestures
I don't understand how I LOVE you could hurt so much
and leave such a SCAR.
Kit GLOVES are the order of the day
I haven't seen my SKIN in a while
I don't wanna SCREAM and hurt my throat
just to get you to LISTEN
I need some LOUDNESS, I'm sick of the quiet
had enough of walking on EGGSHELLS
PARANOIA should be your middle name
even though I know you've had reason
this isn't one
I just need a FRIEND
I can't breathe for FEAR of your ears bursting
give me something to work with
I do everything you ask
how can I listen when you don't SPEAK
you get away with MURDER
I'm left BLOODY by the highway
WHIMPERING, not understanding
what the hell I did
The SPARROWS are coming
and MOTHER is here
brushing my hand and leading me HOME
trying to be EVERYTHING you want me to be
when I don't know what that is
out of a job
a ball of twine, coming UNDONE
I Am I Dont Know
I\'m average height, people say I'm thick, that's just a polite way of saying fat, I have green eyes which change with weather and mood, long legs, lanky arms. I have long hair so I can hide, wear makeup to cover my flaws, I smile when sad, hide when I cry, I love my children, but I'm jealous of their innocence and naivety, I smoke too much, I drink even more, I'm an empath and I wish I wasn't, I'm not sure who I am, I have pale skin with bones beneath, my soul aches, when I scream nothing comes out, or maybe no one listens, I feel love, I feel anguish, I'm homesick, I'm confused, I'm torn, I question myself when I think I'm right and they're wrong, I ask too many questions I feel like I'm going to implode, I like to have fun, dance, talk, walk funny, I have problems making friends with women, I like hanging out with guys, no one understands, I want to be cloned, so I have someone to get along with, I'm easy going, but I never seem to get the same treatment, I try to see the best in pe
The Evening Over The Fields
Remember The Evening Over The Fields?
Today I cried.
Now anyone who knows me will tell you I don't like to cry, but today's tears weren't tears of sadness or tears or joy, they were tears of a daughter who finally realized that her father loves her and remembers her with the same tenderness and caring that she loves him. but is too far away from him, or hold him, or see him cry with her, she now knows that he remembers the little moments that though they seemed to important to her seemed to mean nothing to her father at the time, probably lost somewhere in the jumble of memories of his deceased wife and a long life of hard work.
But I spoke to my dad today, I mentioned the old books we had of many a famous artist, and how I used to love to get the books down and look at the wonderful colours and sculptures, but instead of the conversation just trailing off into the normal, "so how've you been? how're the kids" something different happened.
"Where are you at ? I like it" h
You just don't understand
when you prick yourself, I bleed
When you fall, I hit the floor
when you're sad, I cry
when you're happy, I smile
when you're blue, I'm black
when you stress, I break
When you make the noose, I hang
when you hold your breath, I sufforcate
so consider me when your emotions come
crashing like a tidal wave on a sandy shore
in this life, or the next not everything works out
but I care, I feel, more than you know
emotions are hard for me to show but
if you look deep into my eyes you'll see
the burning truth inside of me
I'll be your pillar in the storm
I'll be the stone you grind upon
I'll be your shoulder when you weap
I'll be the jewel you'll always keep
I'll be your reason when there's none to find
I'll hold you close in the night
I'll be the light burning in the dark
I'll be your shelter in the storm
The salt in the snow
The sleeve upon which you place your heart
Just remember, I'm always here and waiting
for you to speak, anticipating, every word and every whi
Will You question mark
These Are The Things I Need To Know
Will you continue to love me like you said you would?
Will you continue to hold my hand, through the bad times and the good?
Will you hold me close to you each night, as if you can't let go?
Will you always stay by my side and promise not to leave me alone?
These are the things that I need to know.
Because I will always love you, like I said I would.
I will continue to hold your hand, through the bad times and the good.
I will hold you close every night, because I don't want to let you go.
And I will always stay by your side, you know i'll never wander.
With these words I give you me, and my never ending love.
Ernest Hemmingway once said
"The World is a fine place
and worth fighting for"
I agree with the second part
My soul feels like its made of glass
Forever engraved by hardful remarks
In this lifetime I seek for some piece of mind
It Won't be forver, but I'll give it a try
My head full of sarcastic words
Always taunted for twisted answers unheard
With this one godsent chance, that has already passed
I can't ask for forgiveness my redemption won't last
You've got to save me from myself
But I'll never ask for your help
You've got to save me from myself
I'm drowning in my consciousness
My heart is torn by foolish pride
Shattered by dreams and the tears that I've cried
As the world closes in on my razorblade mind
I hear angels calling my name in the night
My life has opened up my eyes
Ask them no questions and they'll still tell you lies
There was once I had hope, then the torments of time
Changed the direction of this terrified mind
You've got to save me from myself
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