I feel broken.
Torn apart and empty.
I am forced to always hold my peace, even though i'm screaming on the inside.
Tortured and suffering.
I waite and waite, but very little relief comes.
Everything in me is screming to just give up.
To do it their way, even when I know I could never bare to do so...
For it would ruin me.
I wouldn't be who I am supposed to be.
This is my soul, put on display for the entire world to laugh at.
I have no shelter, no protecton.
I can't last here.
When I look up at my sky, I see a small bird flying just over head, and think. Wow. What if I had wings? to fly so fast and graceful. To just go, and never stop. Thing is that i'm not sure I would ever be enough for that kind of freedom. I wouldn't be good enough.What if I don't know what i'm doing and I fall? What if my enemies shoot me down? What if?
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But what if you find a power you didn't know of? The power of being graceful and fast as you flow through the atmosphere... I believe you could ;)
The quiet is so peaceful. Just to be able to hear your own thoughts is impowering to refuel your soul and well- being. Nothing can quite compare. It lets you listen to your heart and soul, and you sometimes find things that have been lost in your life.
desperation, yearning, and darkness are taking over my soul, all fighting for superior dominance. This is leaving little room for love, but i will make it through. It's tearing me apart. I die a little more every day. When will it halt? When will I be left alone to focus on him, and only him? That's all I ever wanted from the beginning, anyway.
What do you do when you've run out of hope, and no one seems to care? And the only gurantees are that the sun will rise and you'll find him some day? Can you hold on without anyone to back you up? Can you even feel the rain trickling down your arms and face in the middle of a storm? Can you trust? I'm not sure.
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i totally feel you on this one i love it
yes....youll find him some day...of that i have no doubt.
but i know ...KNOW you can hold on all alone...
because i know you. i know the steel within that you possess...i know of the strength of your heart, the strength of your soul.
i know you can overcome absolutely anything that might ever be in your path.
i believe in you my friend...for good reason.
~W~
Ever want to rip something apart so bad, just to feel the power? Just to feel the adrennalin running through your veins, hot and fresh.
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YES!
i feel that way every time i get really pissed
HELL YES! all the time for me ^_^
The deep wild spirit inside will never be contained. Some have the secret flame, burning in their soul and erupting at delicate times. The ways it is expressed is always different from the other, yet each is just as special by itself. Never let the flame die. I know i'm keeping mine.
This question is so vita, it's hard to answer. I think about you all the time. I smil every time I see you. When you kiss me, I swear, it feels like i'm on Juliet's balcony. I daydream and the hours are always longer when i'm away from you. When you touch my cheek, you leave a tingling sensation. When you speak my name, my heart skips a happy beat. After you hold me, i'm always screaming in my head for you to hold me tighter. It feels so warm when i'm with you. I eel safe with you. So, i'm pretty sure the answer is yes. In fact, I probably couldn't live without you. My life started when I met you. I AM in love.
She cries on the bathroom floor of an old apartnment in front of his dead body, completely soaked in blood. Murdered, by her own brother. She now has nothing. Without him, she is nothing. When the gun fired, it took her heart down, too. Suddenly, she grabs his old razor and starts to carve the letters L-O-V-E across her upper chest. After, she lies there, just waiting. Suffering for the moment tha both the physical and emotional pain finally ends her life. Because, that moment, when he was gone, all love was gone right behind his sacred life, both lost forever in a raging ocean mixed of water and the lovers' blood.
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it almost sounds my love life
another very good one seems i end up like that alot also
that is rather sad. but so poetic, so sad, but good. what an oxi-moron
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