September 21, 2009
I never said your name
Never spoke ill
I just saw the sweetness
The words that you wrote
Just simply wisk me off my feet amazing
But then time started to blur
Was he real?
Was it real?
Was this all a joke played just to see how far i’d go?
Maybe I just wanted a moment.
Maybe I just wanted a friend.
Maybe I just wanted the real you.
You will never know;
Neither will I.
Your picture has faded from my mind
Lost somewhere within the now blurred words.
I am now just like all your other whores played into your games, taken
away somewhere, nowhere.
I only know of Sara so I will speak of her in the nicest of thoughts
as I always should have. I remember Sara and how I know she really did
Am I allowed to admit it now that she was one of the few women I was
ever jealous of?
You ran away scared from her. Just like you did with me. I think after
this I may post some of those writings; if only for histories sake. If
only to have them finally archived.
So that I can move on.
My heart is an ocean and you are but a drop in it now.
August 29, 2009
Been broken by so many
Played so much it’s not fun anymore
I still go on
This empty soul
I don’t pray for answer anymore
I hope someday it will come to me
A glimpse even will do
So I can deliver my heart
From this prison
I fight everyday
I will still be here.
February 27, 2009
The screams are released.
The power it displays
In pools of red crimson
I let my heart get away from me
Trusted to too much
Toyed with my emotions.
I played your games
Can’t be myself anywhere else
The nights get lonlier
The nights get longer
I pray he can’t see it
The pain I have
Only with him I see me
It hurts to break in front of him
I hope he returns soon
The wound can’t bleed anymore
It’s already dead
January 25, 2009
i want him so badly
i can almost taste him
my entire being is craving him
his voice in my ear
him lying next to me
even just to feel this once
even for a moment
i have never craved;
anyone like this
so help me i can barley take it.
i had $$ for a plane ticket to NYC; where he is right now. or even Cali, where he lives. I would be there now.
& yes no comments. you know who you are if your reading this.❤
January 15, 2009
shes a hot topic
under my thoughts
hot on the rader
channeled by phonography
to bad she cant handle it
to bad the people cant hear her screams
i want her like my drug
kiss her lips
my hands moving
down her leg
into my thoughts
into her skirt
unzipping my pants
caressing her touch
feel her up.
December 27, 2008
his mere voice made my heart skip a beat.
that summer evening i didn’t even see his face.
but i was intrigued.
the words, that voice, he was talking with another woman,
but i wanted him to whisper into my ear.
all night my thoughts raced, i couldn’t sleep,
i awaited the moment our eyes would meet.
when they finally did. i suddenly wanted him.
more than his voice. i wanted him.
to touch me, my hand, brush my face, my lips.
neither of which ever happened,
for brief moments in time when we were ever alone,
the lust came back … every time
how can someone make me feel this way,
their mere presence, mere voice, excite such a passion in me.
i wanted to tell him, i wanted to run to him and tell him all of my dirty little secrets.
i wanted to be rescued.
but as such in my life with every man that i long for; we never quite get there.
never get to see it played out, i have recently done this with two of the three that i have ever wished i would have the guts to pour my soul to, one which ended in all of my hopes being smashed into little pieces, and the other, i am with. he still feels like a friend though, one of those friends whom you love no matter how many stupid things they do. and then there is the last guy, i feel torn by him,
he propels my imagination to new heights,
he brings everyone of my beliefs to light
I dream about him.
his every word, he speaks or writes etches onto my heart,
and even if these words only fall upon this screen; i want them out there finally….
August 20, 2008
the timing was dreadful
the pace was olympic
it all came into one.this one day.
this one time. all of it.
all at once.
i still feel he pain every day.
but somehow, someway i know its all right.