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 Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 6:32 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 6:53 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 9:10 pm
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Posted: Thu Nov 19, 2009 10:52 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 21, 2009 6:55 pm
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 4:33 am
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Suffering and wallowing deep in my despair
All over you who none can compare.
All the others tried to make me see
What exactly they had made you to be
So I fought for you and still I fight to this day
But still you have never even bothered look my way.
Perhaps it best I quit now and cut my losses while I can.
Perhaps I should give up on everything for which I stand.
But maybe there is hope for something that seems forever hopeless
Or perhaps I am doing nothing but stirring up a hornet's nest.
Either way I won't regret. I'll press on until the end.
Find out if your coldness is real or just pretend.
I think I love you and thus I do. Nothing will change that fact.
All I can do is hope. Hope that you'll love me back.
Everyone's said "Move on." but I can't if love is true.
And nothing has ever felt more real than this feeling from me to you.
You plague me, taunt me, bury me, and haunt me
All without ever being around
But it's the absence of your presence, the lack of your essence
That keeps me from ever sleeping sound.
Tossing and turning all through the night wondering what next might you say
Hoping and praying to whoever may be out there that everything might be okay.
Only in my dreams and nothing more are we ever
More than just acquaintances let alone us together.
But within those dreams, burried deep in my soul, a fantasy world presides.
Ever-changing, ever-growing, never idle, never lacking, as the push and the pull of the tides.
But one thing stays the same and that's you and me next to each other hand in hand.
Together we live and take on the world; every adventure, every day is so grand.
But when I awake and find nothing to my own, I realize none of it was real
Then I start hating, unjustly debating 'til there's but one thing I feel:
Memories of hatred swirling through my mind slowly burn a hole in my head.
I'm losing my sanity as I write this line. Now let's paint this ragtown red.
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Posted: Sun Jan 17, 2010 3:59 pm
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