Quite PossiblyMy world is crashing downAnd wouldn’t you know it, I forgot my parachuteSo here I am free falling, wondering when I’ll hit the groundWondering if maybe the landing won’t be so badMaybe I won’t break my face on the ground, kind of thingI’ve reached the “ground” to find it’s been flooded with warm salty seasAnd wouldn’t you know it, I forgot my life jacketNot that I need one, I swim fine but I get tiredIt’s so human of meAnd all I can do is kick, kick, kick, my way around until maybe I find dry groundI find the ground and I see it’s full of people that are worse off than meI know, I get it, I can’t be sad, I can’t be downWell I can but I can’t complain about it because it could always be worse, you know?I’d much rather it be worse for me, not so I can complain mind you all, but so maybe people will be happierAnd maybe the world would be better, just maybeIt’s probably wishful th
Gone The NextI have them one minute yet they’re gone the nextBut I don’t let them go without a fightI trip and I stumble, I fall and I go splat!&& my thoughts laugh and laugh as I fail to try and get them back.
AgainI’ve been locked out againOr perhaps I am locked inBut either way I’m looking through the little hole in the door that shows me the world I am isolated from.
Forgiveness.Forgive the sinful, forgive my mind,Forgive the one that's hidden behind.Forgive the weak and forgive the strong,Forgive them all for they're not wrong.And I come forth for theeA sacrifice of strangulation you shall see.
With love.The pitch of the broken feud can't reach the noise of your broken bones.
Love like FingerprintsI am lovedBut I'm aloneI have shelterBut I've no homeI must lieSo I can be trueI live in fearBeing brave for youI want romanceThis songs been sung beforeI'm a broken windowNext to a one-way doorI am a believerIn love I've won and lostI'm no messiahBut I live nailed to a crossI am a momentBoth nothing, and allElevated by loveBut not surviving the fallI am uniqueBut I'm nothing newLove like fingerprintsWill always be trueI am regretBut I'll taste all that will tempt meThe one promise I'll keepIs that I'll die empty
All I Am Is NothingThe way the curtains flow o u t w a r dIn the wind,Like ghosts slipping in and out of worlds.The way the darkness slowly sets in,Casting its black sheet over our eyesEverything in this house haunts
Bullying♥ To every person that said, "You suck"...♥ To every person that said, "You have no reason to live"...♥ To every person that was always putting you down...♥ To every person that gives you trouble just because they want to...♥ To every tear you've cried...♥ To every person who said he/she would die to end the suffering...♥ To every person that really would...♥ To every scar that has been recieved...♥ To every person that cried in fear of another day's bullying...♥ To every person who's turned away...♥ To every person that walks away...♥ To every person that kicks you when you're down..♥ To every night that you've spent alone and sad...♥ To every person who harms others for no reason at all...♥ To every pain that's endured each day...♥ To every dream that's been shattered by harsh words...♥ To every word said that makes you cry...♥ To every person who's live has be
i have a habitBoth call out desperately, “use me!”For one, yes; the other, no.
Attend This NightAttend this night with medarling, down deepbeneath the hidden stars, in the moonlight we shall softly sleepand love each other's scars.
I Fancy Myself A PoetI fancy myself a poet butam really unimpressed by whatin honesty I simply string togethermy thoughts one after anotherhowever unrelatedexaggeratedor nonsensical they may be(they make some sort of sense to me)place them on a page and say(as blind as I was yesterday)"poetry"
angel's ire, not easily wraughtangels cannot orchestrate murderbut if it would please, in their fervoran exception could be made
Is GoneEvery minute of the day is d r i f