Wilted LullabiesOh flower why hello...
I didn't see you there
In the world so far below
I could barely even hear
Your screams of pain
Such wilted lullabies
Oh flower so far below me
Why do you cry?
Oh flower below
Hush your little leaves
How hard it hurts me so
To hear your petals scream
Tell me what to do
That's all I need to know
Please flower let me take you
From the world below.
Oh flower in my world
Are you really there?
Your wilted lullabies
Have turned into despair
Your leaves are now holed
You fall with the winds blow
Flower where can I take you?
There's nowhere left for you to go.
Oh flower leaving my world
Where can you go?
The world has forgotten you
Left you so far below.
And while I couldn't save you
And while I know you must go
Flower I sing your wilted lullabies
So the entire world will know
The pain of a single flower
Left in the world below.
I Locked You In My HeartI locked you in my heart
And threw away the key,
In there you roamed free
Grabbing at every delicate memory
Residing besides you
Placing a little bit of yourself
In every part of there
Till there was no part without
But as your place there grew larger
My heart grew smaller...
and smaller for you
Till it could hardly fit you.
And though you tried
To leave the same way you came
The door was locked
From the outside in
With the key in the trash.
And as my heart finally grew
My love, too suffocating
You left my heart in the only way
That you could...
Breaking it apart
Piece by piece
Till there was a hole
Large enough for you to leave
And for my heart
To crumple into almost nothing
But the remains of a locked heart
And a key still in the trash.
Will you be my home?Will you be my home
My gentle security?
Will you lift me away
With the caress of your arms
Warm me wholly
With the slighest brush
Of your lips?
Will you be my shelter
Even from my own tears?
Will you let me take you for granted
Let me wrap you around me
And rock me to my dreams?
Will you hide me away
Be the place of my safety
Be my happiness
Sheilded from a world of sadness,
Will you be my home,
My gentle security
Silently filling my life with love?
Just For A SecondPlease can you imagine for me
just for a second...
Both of us...
That's all I dream about
I don't have the imagination
To think of the specifics
Like how it would happen
What we'd be like together
Why we'd be happy
But when I let myself dream
I imagine us...
And while I know
You don't dream about me
You don't know me
Or whether I can truly
Make you happy...
I want you to imagine that
Just for a second,
And tell me if I can try
To make it real.
Why Love Is A Four Letter WordLet me tell you why "love" is
A four letter word
Its so people will overuse it
So they'll say "love"
Every other time they speak
(A secret plot to replace "that")
So it doesn't sound weird
Like an unpronounceable rumble
Of letters for every time
You feel the need to repeat
And repeat, those four letters.
("I love love love snickers"
Heard that sentence way too many times)
So we'll be confused by it
So easily replacing two letters
Changing "Like" to "Love"
With a flick of the tongue
So we'll adore the simplicity
Of the word that so easily spoken
Can define the thousands of emotions
We feel for each other
So it can be similar
To the words that are so
Easily birthed from it
Like "hope" and "need"
So we won't forget it
Like we sometimes forget
The smaller things about each other
Or even the larger things,
But those four letters
Will stay in our memories
And on our tongues.
"Love" is a four letter word
Because while nothing can define
They way that I feel for you
They way your ey
I Spent All My HappinessI spent all my happiness
All those years of saving
Are now useless
As I look
At this heart shaped piggy bank
With nothing inside.
I had changed venues
Tried to hide
All my happiness in you
Thinking maybe you wouldn't notice
The few coins
I stored in your smile
Or the bills hidden in each hug
And the fortunes in each kiss.
I spent all my happiness
Thousand by thousand
For each small butterfly
I felt tingle in my being
Till I finally went bankrupt.
I spent all my happiness
Every single drop
Has been given unto you
And I know
Every investment in you
Is completely worth it
As long as
I can still glimpse your smile.
Can We Just PretendHey...
Can we just pretend ?
Like we did when we were kids?
I can pretend to be strong
And use these twigs
To build a mansion for you
So large and beautiful
That you'll have everything you need.
I can pretend to be smart
And I'll teach you new things every day
Gently widening you eyes
To the world around you.
I can pretend to be a musician
Your own private concerto
Sing lullabies to you each night
With the few notes I know.
I can pretend to be funny
And have a witty criticism
For all the things you dislike
And sweetly teasing you
Till you gift me with your smile.
I can pretend be wise
Have an answer for all your problem
And advice that never fails.
I can pretend to be a cook
And delicately create
Mudpies for you to eat
As though they were gourmet meals.
I can pretend to be someone I'm not
Someone who's beautiful or amazing or kind
Someone who won't let you down
Someone who won't break your heart
Someone who can give you everything
You could ever want
What can you say?What do you say?
That it was a mistake?
A one-time occurrence,
One in a million chance?
That you're sorry
Like an apology
Is enough to subside their sorrow
Enough to make them forget
That it was your fault?
That someone else
Should be standing at their door.
Do you say
It should have been you
That you wish
You had gone in their place?
But so do they
They wish it more
Than anything in the world.
What do you say
When you look at their disbelief
Watching as the words spilling
From your tongue wash away their smiles?
what do you say
When you see their love
Crash and crumble into grief
Along with their hearts?
What do you say
When you see the anger in their eyes
The pure hatred in them
When they realize that their love is gone
And that you took them away?
What do you say
To the tears
A steady flood of pain
Washing down their face?
What do you say
When they finally ask
"How could this have happened?
Why did you let this happen?"
What do you say?
What can you say?
Where?Where do heartbeats go
when they’re long and gone?
Where do memories go
when they don’t want to be found?
Where’s the time for the dreamers
who have no choice but to run?
When does time make its stop
to deliver the fun; it’s frighteningly
fast even when nothing’s been done.
This is for all those who have
ever cried over the amount of wasted time;
for the girls with forced smiles,
for the boys that they find.
They think they can change them,
they think that they know,
but when their time’s over,
they’ll wonder where it goes.
I know because I tried,
and it didn’t go very well
because my pocket’s all empty
from making wishes in wells.
And I still don’t know
where my time went;
I don’t know where it can be found.
Does it pack its bag up, when the
heart’s all frightened and gone?
Does it cuddle in the corner
and cry itself to sleep? Because
it was wasted on selfish treaties only to be
discarded after weeks?
Does the tim
I Am So SorryI am so sorry for what I do to you.
I just can't help some of what I do.
I can tell in your eyes, you're in pain.
In your shoes, I would be the same.
I wish I could show, how much you mean to me.
When you look at me, I wonder what you see.
I want to say it's over; do it no more.
In my head I'm fighting a terrible war.
I promise I'm trying as hard as I can.
Please believe me. I promise I am.
You still accept me; hold me tight.
It will be tough, but I will win the fight.
I hope you know how much I really care.
I can't believe that you're still there.
I'm Just SorryCan't tell why you're still here.
I only bring out your deep fear.
Constantly near panic attack.
Focusing on what you lack.
So afraid that I'll go away.
Why do you want me to stay?
You deserve more than me.
Really, what do you see?
Trying to be better for you.
I don't know what I can do.
I'll try whatever I can.
I'm just sorry for who I am.
Does that make me Different?I wear make up. Does that make me fake?
I cry. Does that make me emo?
I have male friends. Does that make me slutty?
I smile a lot. Does that make me weird?
I laugh loud. Does that make me preppy?
I have anxiety. Does that make me a freak?
I have Bipolar Disorder. Does that make me abnormal?
I respect people. I change for me, and only me. I have a past, but I know I have a future.
Does that make me different?
But at least it makes me
Thoughts of you.I could not think back to the time you looked in my eyes. You directly looked into my soul. Your soul embraced my soul.
Your smile embraced my body. I felt the warmth of your glance. And all I ever wanted was to feel your kiss. To feel your soft lips on mine.
Your hugs, your touches, the goosebumps on my skin.
And then I realized you were imaginary.
You Gave Me A StarLast night you gave me a star
A resplendent little light
You made it a surprise
Hiding it behind your thumb all night
So I wouldn't notice
The new twinkle
In our night's sky
"Without further ado"
You whispered to me
As you showed me
Our own little island
In a sea of darkness and wonder.
"Make a wish"
you smiled bashfully
"Its your star after all"
And I wished
I wished a million times
On that tiny light
That one day
I might be able to give you
All the stars in our sky.
Be Mine ForeverHold me tight; stroke my hair,
Kiss my lips and twirl me in mid air.
Call me Luv; watch me pray,
Lock me in your arms and caress away.
Sing me songs; brush my tears,
Just let me clutch and my fears shall disappear.
Recite my jokes; and the silly bed-time stories,
Make me accept and bring back the glory.
Be my hope; the one who always inspires,
As you are the one who my heart desires.
Be my strength; show me light,
Watch the stars be aligned tonight.
Show me reality; make me believe.
Else love is the last thing I shall ever perceive.
Meant To BeTake back some of your love.
I'm not an angel for above.
Of all the flaws that you see,
Not a single one you find in me.
You're in a circle of self hate.
Can't you see that I inflate?
What I'd do to make you smile;
I'll try it once in a while.
Kiss and hug is all you could ask.
So I make up a destructive task.
Cut you open, make you bleed.
I'm the poison on which you feed.
Somehow I'm amazing to you.
Does it even matter what I do?
Self esteem is way too low,
But punishment is all I know.
Trying to curb my sadistic ways
Or you won't survive many days.
Why can't love just be easy?
Are we really meant to be?
It Was a Lie Every Time They Said PerfectIt was a lie every time they said perfect.
I have been to four continents and never glimpsed perfection's likeness.
A million more photographs and glances in the mirror only lead to disappointment.
Darkness is the absence of light.
Imperfection is the absence of perfection.
It was a lie every time they said perfect.
Geniuses and royalty, dictators and socialites are not exempt.
They too find themselves underground or in incinerators at their endings.
What did your uniqueness earn you?
Nothing in death, for a millionaire and a welfare queen both expire.
It was a lie every time they said perfect.
I could die today, tomorrow, or in a century.
And my importance in life and therefore departure would be great to only a handful.
Do not color me bitter over the imperfection in which I have mucked for I belong among the ranks of misfits.
We are all a little broken when born, and spend the rest of our lives trying not to exacerbate our flaws.
It was a lie every time they said perfect.
We use fla
Trust MeWithin love, only the passing of time will allow me to see,
The truth behind a statement where confusion and pain is free,
Learning to ride a bike, I could always feel my fathers hand,
With a steady momentum, an hour glass of sand,
I would trip however never fall,
My fathers actions never came with a stall,
Each day started in the same way,
The same conversation, repetition is what he would say,
Mother is loving however never there,
Two voices beyond my the other side of the door is rare,
There are times mother and father would embrace,
Understandings of love creates a blank face,
When my body began to scare me, when it started to change,
My father helped me welcome it without feeling strange,
Pregancy, diseases, sexual expression; sex and masturbation,
My perception changed, fear became fascination,
Father hugs like a friend with mother in the house,
In my room they last longer, when there's no one else,
Within love, only the passing of time will allow me to see,
the criminal mentalit
Lost Within ViewBeneath labels and connected behaviours, I lay covered,
The death of my mother, now by the grim reaper I am mothered,
Life is time; I'm just beyond a measurement,
I am a bias enemy, indirect resentment,
I am the hidden item in the lost tomb,
I am the invisible sight, lost within my bedroom,
I want acknowledgment, but don't ask for,
For the voice I seek may attack my core,
The needle at the bottom of the haystack,
The outline of an image hidden within in the black,
The cause of disagreements, the eventual fight,
The outline of an image hidden within in the white,
Can you see the other side of the wall?
The distant face, a reason for a stall,
Can you hear the sound within silence?
The distant ear, provoking indirect silence,
Can you smell a sent beyond you?
The distant nose, searching for a que,
Beneath labels and connected behaviours, I lay covered,
The person within sight waiting to be discovered.
Thoughts In Liguid FormI stare at my arm with anger for I know that it can't contain,
The reactions to my past, the assumptions hiding in the dancing rain,
Don't say that you care, don't you dare begin to stare,
My skin shakes, there's only so much it can bare,
Don't say for me you have hope,
Trying to hide, my tears can't cope,
Don't say that u feel, don't say that pain can heal,
My skin shakes, only one perception can be real,
Don't say that for me you have lust or love,
Trying to hide, the gun waiting to shoot the white dove,
Don't say that there isn't shame; don't say there isn't blame,
My skin shakes; I notice the forgotten cigarette butt and know we're the same,
Don't say the past doesn't matter; I'm the six foot son,
Trying to hide, the bullets are not in my gun,
Don't say that your right, don't say it will pass with the arrival of light,
My skin shakes, knowing what will happen alone at the end of the night,
Don't say my perception is strange,
Trying to hide, as a reflection and its creator exchange,
Would You Notice Me?Living life as an actor, a rewritten script to see,
Evolving labels and characteristics hope to escape, to be,
If I changed the shape, the colour of my hair,
Would it change the way you stare?
If I changed the label of book,
Would it change the way you look,
If I changed thoughts, the unconscious link,
Would it change something that is automatic, the way you think?
If I overcome the power of a fear,
Would you catch each lonely tear?
If I placed a bandaid to cover a brake,
Would you hold me when I shake?
If I stand on my toes to become taller,
Would you forget yesterday, when I was smaller?
If I limited my speech, held every second word,
Would we stand together and judge the rest of the herd?
If I turned away to hide an emotion,
Would you hold my hand and battle lifes' commotion?
If I became your image, a heart to tame,
In our relationship would I remain?
Living life as an actor, a rewritten script to see,
If I hide my depression, would you notice me?
Pillows That Hide ConfusionLiving life without the thought of an illusion,
Love he expresses, thus love is my conclusion,
Standing alone following the bell, I stand outside of school,
Knowing that my daddy will soon arrive holding a rule,
A one that he calls a secret, one I keep hidden from the law,
One that I cover with a layer of ignorance while it attacks my core,
I live this lie without knowing that one day it will attack,
Until that moment I survive without knowing one day their will be an impact,
One to battle with a councillor holding my hand,
One that surfaces only when I attempt to think, to stand,
I see dads' cars heading towards me,
I laugh and feel proud that I he can see,
He tightened my seat belt to keep me safe, free from fear,
Then looks down with a smile that battles his ability to stear,
We arrive home, he asks me take a shower,
I get undressed and wash my body, he stands holding power,
He picks me up as his pants come down,
Laying silent at first, no need for a sound,
He asks me to watch, his
Your Love Is EnoughThe illusion of love, you will eventually forgive,
The winning race where you did not bid,
Morning arrives I hold my eroding heart,
I turn to my partner, honey we have to start,
A sleeping child that will try to hide,
As a team we can attack from any side,
Breakfast to make, then a room to clean,
My husband goes to work as I steam,
We work together and against one another,
I hate the way our child pauses after saying mother,
Like any family we argue, we fight,
Then we receive closure with the arrival of the night,
My husband changed, took time to believe,
That despite his faults I didn't leave,
At times of anger, fingers I point,
You're a bad role model, put away the joint,
I know my son needs a father and a dad,
I keep smiling while boarder lining mad,
The illusion of love, you will eventually forgive,
The reason I don't leave him; we have a kid.
My Permant BandaidYou are my permeant bandaid; the hurdle to becoming broken,
The statue of strength forever frozen,
Last night ended with an emotional exchange,
Lifes puzzle, hormones and instincts would rearrange,
Torn clothes finding a new home on the floor,
Our eyes silently scream for more,
Words of instincts roam and search,
As a governised god watches from a movable perch,
I have words pleading to escape my mouth,
However, fail as you travel south,
Eye contact is temporarily lost,
Pleasure with a moving destination, the only cost,
Now, I lay still with the morning son,
Afraid to leave this bed, afraid to become just another one,
Another fleeting soul,
Living with the assumption of control,
My lover sleeps within reach,
I stare at my student teacher, without speech,
Words die; I only have a thought,
A notion of appreciation that I can't sort,
I hold the figure from my dreams, the one I couldn't see,
I stand ambivalent, the solution with a problem set free,
I stroke your hair, I watch you silently