

UnpreparedWhen you look for me, You won't find me 'Cause I'm in the trees,Unprepared
The bodies of water, I am the current flowing to the North Where the water's so cold I can't breathe. I am hiding somewhere, I hope too far from here That my branches Sway in warm rain, Where I can't see my home, Where I am free to roam And whenever I please I can leave. But you have to insist On tearing my bark, Polluting my waves with your lies. I need this to happen, To let myself live, To close my eyes and see peace. I have to let go of What I had to give


OpalescenceFeint gray curtains open, Barely revealing the sun at dawn and Im sitting on your bed Staring at the screen , Imagining that We were closer, we were touchingOpalescence
Arm to arm. The colours melt on the window as I Dream that one day you wouldnt be cruel And just tell me flat out Why you dont even care.
I am hopeful now, yet my heart needs the beat, Faithlessly following the asphalt and street, And until you can give me an honest word, Ill be around, wishing I hadnt heard. You dont know you do wrong, When you


PillowYou lay on my bed in the morning, curled up to me as To love me; to care that I am in your presence. My hand glides down your chest to your stomach Feeling your breath hastening, and yourPillow
Voice cracks. I stop my hands and you look at me, your Eyes wide in protest, touch my hand and Dig every nail deeper into flesh until I cave, and love you even more. I stroke your back in between the blades And you stretch out, the hair on your chin Stands ,then you collapse again to
Relax on the pillow you claim as your own. Now every time I open my eyes to wake, &nbs


It's Not HimDrowning in liquor One to forget, The encounter was bitter The best one yet, And though you see Through fish-lens eyes You chose me To bid your goodbyes. Because of this, I am now fine Accepting the kiss One two more times. Struck with a bullet Of pure apathy You wanted to pull it; Make a path for me. Once again we stutter To speak true words, You wouldnt cut her I shrug to no worse And though I feel This wasnt a mess, You wont be with me And I couldnt care less.It's Not Him
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its me
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There is no evil, there are only choices.
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"What else is love but understanding and rejoicing in the fact that another person lives, acts, and experiences otherwise than we do?"
~ Friedrich Nietzsche
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そうですか。
Glad you liked it
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Tread softly because you tread on my dreams
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Take my tattered feather wings and curse them again so I am able to fly once more.
we should hang out soon hun, i'm hacing one of my 'lows', and i'm not very happy. at all.
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**.Nothing Gold Can Stay.**
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