I hate sleeping alone
Alone is what I fear.
I fall and fall again, but the ground isn't my fear.
I fear that I will wake up and time would just have past
Nothing I would have done be remembered
My love wouldn't have last.
It's crazy how close I was
How real it even felt.
How much I want to touch it again, but knowing it wouldn't help.
The lust I have for you is eating at my pain.
A misery turned horror is what is left behind the flames.
A kiss would feel so right, but wrong to do by you.
Our emotions are too attached to fall and not catch each other through
Hey welcome everyone to my page. I decided to start a blog to express my thoughts and my poetry. Hopefully my words will relate to you, or put a smile on your face.
Thank you for viewing and remember I will always respond.
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Saturday, September 15, 2012
The power of choice
There are so many opinions in a room full of critics
but no one ever went forth with a plan to fix it
We have such and such debt
We have such and such death
but whose ever going out there to change what such and such did
We are one nation undivided, but I see that's a lie
for there are so many us that smile when we have hatred for the next guy
I see money were there is greed
I see power misused for self need
I see a society who rather not be bother with the reality that life brings
but no one ever went forth with a plan to fix it
We have such and such debt
We have such and such death
but whose ever going out there to change what such and such did
We are one nation undivided, but I see that's a lie
for there are so many us that smile when we have hatred for the next guy
I see money were there is greed
I see power misused for self need
I see a society who rather not be bother with the reality that life brings
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