Thursday, November 7, 2013

Where Were You When My Walls Came Falling Down

Where were you when my walls came falling down
You said that you would always be there for me whenever I needed you
That you would never leave me
Yet when my walls came falling down you were no where to be found
I trusted you and let you in
I told you things that I never told my best friend
But as soon as I told you that I was falling for you
You left you walked away you broke your promise to me
You've left me vulnerable and now I have no way to defend myself from anyone
Because all my walls are down and I don't know how to put them back up
Where did you go
Why did you leave me here all alone

Lone Wolf and the Moon

You are a moon up in the sky
Soaring up so ever high
You are so beautiful and so bright
The most hypnotic light
I am a wolf up on the hill
As the moon you'll never know how I feel
I see you look so all alone
So I howl to you my lonely tone
As I love you with a different passion
The air you breath is like ice
But upon my skin it feels so nice
But what you need and what you want
Is different from the thrill of the hunt
You need to be watched and to be cared
Not just for me but to be shared
So once again I'm left here in the cold
Wishing you were here for me to hold

LOVE

Love know no limits
Love has no boundaries
Love comes to us on its own
Love is timeless
When we try to find love we never truly find it
But when we don't try to find love that's when we truly find it
You can't force yourself to love someone
Love just happens
That's why it's called falling in love
We're not conscious of it
Love lasts throughout the ages
Love is a four letter word that says more than we can know
Love is hard to define
Love might be hard to find but once you find it you will know
Love is like heaven but hurts like hell

If…

If I die will you miss me?
If I dissapear will you look for me?
If I leave will you follow me?
If I'm lost will you find me?
If I'm sad will you be there for me?
If I'm sick will you comfort me?
If I love you will you love me?

Wednesday, March 27, 2013

1/31/13


Your parents say that everything is your fault
They don’t know you like I know you
They don’t know you at all
They don’t know what it’s like to wake up in the middle of the night scared of the thought of kissing razors
You’re sick of when they say it’s just a phase and that you’ll be ok you’re fine
Because it’s a lie and that is not a small cut that scabs and dries and flakes and heals
And you were screaming till the police came that you’re not afraid to die