Wronged so many times before,
I find myself walking out the door.
Time and time again I look the other way,
Listening to another excuse for the day.
This time I'm out that door,
Having the final score.
You want to play this through,
Do it alone drinkng your brew.
You say your sorry like many times before,
This time you can say it to the door.
You tell me you can't live without me,
Test that theory and let's just see.
It's time to find someone new to adore,
Because this time I slammed the door!
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Current mood: sick
Category: Writing and Poetry
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Control
In complete control you walk to me,
With one touch I'm on my knees.
Looking up in gentle grace,
I'm hypnotized by your face.
Like a stuffed doll stabbed with pins,
You dictate my head with blissful sins.
With a rush of heat my body fills with flames,
Being at your mercy I feel the shame.
My heart dances as you give me that stare.
Weak all over I feel stripped bare.
My soul opened for you to taint,
Exposed and feeling all over faint.
In the dark you whisper in my ear,
I can do more if you dare.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Control Current mood: naughty
Category: Writing and Poetry
Currently listening:
Korn - Greatest Hits, Vol. 1
By KornRelease date: 2004-10-05
With one touch I'm on my knees.
Looking up in gentle grace,
I'm hypnotized by your face.
Like a stuffed doll stabbed with pins,
You dictate my head with blissful sins.
With a rush of heat my body fills with flames,
Being at your mercy I feel the shame.
My heart dances as you give me that stare.
Weak all over I feel stripped bare.
My soul opened for you to taint,
Exposed and feeling all over faint.
In the dark you whisper in my ear,
I can do more if you dare.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Control Current mood: naughty
Category: Writing and Poetry
Currently listening:
Korn - Greatest Hits, Vol. 1
By KornRelease date: 2004-10-05
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Change of Fate
I'm suddenly reminded of past mistakes,
Decisions I made that changed my fate.
If I had been less afraid,
Maybe I would not have pushed you away.
Thinking of you tortures my heart,
For the desires of you are ripping it apart.
I wish I knew if you felt the same,
So this chest pain might be tamed.
Decisions I made that changed my fate.
If I had been less afraid,
Maybe I would not have pushed you away.
Thinking of you tortures my heart,
For the desires of you are ripping it apart.
I wish I knew if you felt the same,
So this chest pain might be tamed.
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Whispering
Sitting alone with a dim light,
I think about the still night.
There is quite all around me,
Except for the faint whispering he puts inside me.
I feel an ache in my heart,
Forgetting him is unfinished art.
Recently I've seen his face,
This true love ended in fast pace.
It hurts seeing him married to another,
I wanted it to be me, not some other.
Years have swept me by,
Alone I sit and cry.
Will there ever be,
Another Love whispereing inside of me?
I think about the still night.
There is quite all around me,
Except for the faint whispering he puts inside me.
I feel an ache in my heart,
Forgetting him is unfinished art.
Recently I've seen his face,
This true love ended in fast pace.
It hurts seeing him married to another,
I wanted it to be me, not some other.
Years have swept me by,
Alone I sit and cry.
Will there ever be,
Another Love whispereing inside of me?
Thursday, March 05, 2009
Tinkerbell
How happy was I.
Cute as can be,
A gift for me.
You grew up beautiful,
From four weeks to twelve years.
Your Love Filled my heart full;
Saying good-bye brought so many tears;
For the love I have inside,
Will only blossom, never die.
In Heaven you'll be,
Waiting for Paco and Me.
BooBoo and Miss Pandy are there with you now,
Giving you kisses and soft meows.
Letting go was the hardest thing for me to do,
But it was out of love from me to you.
All my crying has made my eyes swell,
For there is only one Tinkerbell.
Sunday, March 01, 2009
Pale Blue Moon
Looking up at the moon,
I make a wish that I will see you soon.
Softly I close my stary eyes,
Wondering if daydreaming of you is wise.
Singing to the sound of my thumping heart,
I realize we are worlds apart.
Looking back up at that pale blue moon high in the sky,
I think about what would have been if you hadn't been shy.
Then it comes to me so clearly,
If things had been different, I wouldn't be thinking of you so dearly.
Time has changed and have I,
What a pleasant thought that there maybe a reason why.
Sunday, January 08, 2006
Current mood: relaxed
Currently listening:My ImmortalBy EvanescenceRelease date: 08 December, 2003
Grim Reaper
Wicked as the night,
I dream a vivid dream of Anxiety and fright.
A shadowy figure appears,
Filling my pounding heart up with fears.
Trouble comes to mind,
I run because help I must find.
Turning my head to look back,
Fast the image comes to attack!
Panicky I fall down,
Suddenly appeared a small ghost town.
Hurridly I stood up,
But not before my time was up.
The frigid shadow came to take me home,
But not to any place I'd ever known.
Unwillingly I must give in,
Maybe this Grim Reaper would finally win.
Sunday, January 08, 2006
Current mood: sleepy Category: Writing and Poetry
Currently watching:Final Destination (New Line Platinum Series)Release date: 01 June, 2004
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