Cry

Your nose tingles,
Your vision blurs,
A breath is held,
Your face a fire,
Tears form,
Your nose runs,
A tear falls,
You cry.

I wasn't done loving you

When you look at me,
I look at you…

…through shattered eyes

Eyes that want to cry,
to be free, to be loved.
Eyes that want you.

I would die a thousand deaths;
just to be with you,
just to spend one more day in your arms,
just to hear you say you love me one last time.

You are my world,
You are the one I want;
to be with,
to spend the rest of my life with,
to grow old with,
to be in love with.

You make me so happy,
And so Alive!
I won’t live without you.

Sence the World

See the light,
Feel the magic,
Hear the words,
Smell the creation,
Taste the love &
Touch the heart.

The only time is when

The only time you hurt,
Is when you refuse to feel.

The only time you cry,
Is when you can't hold back.

The only time you feel lonely,
Is when your not loved.

The only time you dream,
Is when your awake.

The only time you wish,
Is when you want death.

The only time you die,
Is when you refuse to live.

What I want...

I want to laugh when the sun rises,
And cry when the moom falls.
I want a dozen roses,
With a meaning for each.
I want to share my secrets,
My hopes, my dreams.
I want to be told,
"I love you" every day.
I need to know I'm wanted.
I want to be charished,
Like a memory forever.
I never want to be left alone.

And this is all I want from you.

One Tear, Two Tears

Only a single tear,
Crawls down my face.

This tear for pain,
That won’t go away.

Like night and day combined,
Moving forward, not behind.

Now a new place,
And a new time.

Another tear,
Crawls down my face.

This for pain,
That finally went away.

Like ashes to fire,
That lit up my heart.

And no more tears,
Will fall from these eyes.

Is It...

Is it harder to start over,
Then it is from where you left off.

Some think it easier,
While others not.

Is it easier to forget,
Then it is to remember.

Some think it harder,
While others not.

Is it harder to live,
Then it is to die.

Some think it easier,
While others not.

Is it easier to love one thing,
Then it is another.

Some think it harder,
While others not.

Life Never Ends

I have no more reason to cry,
For there is no more pain.

My world is now whole again,
So full of new life.

But the memory of the past will always be there,
Left by scars of an untold story.

Now my story’s comes to an end,
And my world closes,As my life begins!

A life untitled

A soul untouched,
A spirit unlighted,
A breath unseen,
A thought unheard,
A voice unspoken,
A mind unread, but
A heart forever!

A world lost to her

She used to live in a world; so complete to everyone, and yet so lost to her.
Trying to be what everyone else wanted her to be. But all she wanted was to just live.
Trying to be what she wasn’t destroyed her. Now what’s left of her are the fragile pieces of a once known life.
If life wasn’t enough for her, then why did she cry? Her tears; formed by pain. Happiness once overpowered her pain. But she created a pain that once made her feel good, and then left her crying.
Why did she cut when I got her nowhere and the pain didn’t satisfy her? She used to be addicted to pain, but it wasn’t enough to erase her past.
She used to smile at the world, and laugh at the wonders of life. Her heart once filled with love, her soul was full of joy, and her dreams were so alive. Then she didn’t dream or feel alive anymore.
The world she lived in once was whole, and then everything changed. She changed.

So what happened to this girl?

LIFE.

All I wanted was to live.

I don’t wan to hurt anymore.
I don’t want to breathe.
I don’t want to live.
I don’t want to laugh.
I don’t want to cry.
I don’t want to die.
I don’t want anymore pain.
I don’t want it, but it never stops.

Pain?

I’m in so much pain.
But isn’t pain what I wanted?
To feel more than life.
Or to rid my life of thought.
Is it pain I was looking for?
Or for pain to end my life.
Some days all I can do is cry.
But in reality I’m crying for pain.

Life to Death & Back Again

Life is bound by death.
Deaths a living thing.
Life is wasting away.
Deaths all around.

Without Life

Life is so many things.
And yet without life
there would be no existence.
Life without death isn’t life at all.
You must live to die.
Life without meaning isn’t life at all.
Meaning gives life expectations.
Life without creation isn’t life at all.
Creation inspires us.
Life isn’t life unless you’ve lived.

rewritten

Maybe life isn’t that perfect.
I know mine isn’t.
Perfect doesn’t have to be everything.
If life is so perfect than why do we still wonder?
Maybe everything is supposed to be left unknown.
Unknown to fate. Or just unknown to ourselves.
To be known e must be unknown.
I was once unknown but rewritten is my life.