Thursday, August 26, 2010
Something Old....
WRITTEN 09/16/2008
Late Nite Blues
Around this time is what you call nightAround this time, these tears I try to fightI wait and wait, till no ones in sightTo pour out this emotion of life being un-right Each tear is followed by fearI tightly cover my mouth so no one can hearThe sniffles of my runny noes, & the big gasp of airSo many people to call friends, but no one is thereIf they were, would they dare, to care?.....Ears filled with water, its a mini lakeWonder how many more nights like this can I takeEndurance is running short on fuelCant compare this to Real World's DuelBut is a competition between day & nightPondering if my mind will ever rest before sun lightWishing to go back to counting ones & two'sThis is just part 1, of the late night blues
Late Nite Blues
Around this time is what you call nightAround this time, these tears I try to fightI wait and wait, till no ones in sightTo pour out this emotion of life being un-right Each tear is followed by fearI tightly cover my mouth so no one can hearThe sniffles of my runny noes, & the big gasp of airSo many people to call friends, but no one is thereIf they were, would they dare, to care?.....Ears filled with water, its a mini lakeWonder how many more nights like this can I takeEndurance is running short on fuelCant compare this to Real World's DuelBut is a competition between day & nightPondering if my mind will ever rest before sun lightWishing to go back to counting ones & two'sThis is just part 1, of the late night blues
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
WOW
Its been about 7months since a blog entry... I disowned my baby for Tumblr & Twitter! GeeeesH Gonna make it up to you sooon. I PROMISE
Monday, February 8, 2010
Shattered Glass
When I was nine years old I broke my mother's favorite glass
Clear,fine,crystal, China is what she called it
Little pieces shattered all across the tiled floor
Funny thing about glass is when it breaks... it breaks
Un-capable of being be put back together
Sure you can save the pieces, keeping them closely together
Yet still, it will never be the same
There are those who try to fix shattered glass
Knowing that there's a high percentage of them getting cut & hurt
Brave ones, hold the qualities that most wish they held
Then there are those who see shattered glass & walk all over it
Abusing it at it's weakest point
I call those people ruthless cowards
Funny thing about glass is, when it breaks... it breaks
The bravest person could never put it back together
And the biggest coward couldn't damage what's already damaged
A shattered glass
A shattered dream
A shattered heart
Monday, January 25, 2010
No Loving Over Here
I DON'T HAVE A VALENTINE, NO ONE LOVES ME ANYMORE *SAD FACE*
.... SiiiKE! I COULD HONESTLY CARE LESS ABOUT VALENTINES DAY, IT'S JUST ANOTHER DAY IN THE CALENDAR TO ME!
♥ S.S
.... SiiiKE! I COULD HONESTLY CARE LESS ABOUT VALENTINES DAY, IT'S JUST ANOTHER DAY IN THE CALENDAR TO ME!
♥ S.S
B.L.I.N.D
I've let go, finally over you
This drama that you put me through
I'm better all alone, alone, alone, alone
The beat drops, you're so low
It's last call and it's gotten old
Now look who's all alone, alone, alone
You must be blind if you can't see
You'll miss me til the day you die
This drama that you put me through
I'm better all alone, alone, alone, alone
The beat drops, you're so low
It's last call and it's gotten old
Now look who's all alone, alone, alone
You must be blind if you can't see
You'll miss me til the day you die
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