Maybe... |
Maybe... Maybe we are supposed to to meet the wrong people before meeting the right one so that, when we finally meet the right person, we will know how to be grateful for that gift. Maybe.. when the ...
Posted by on Tue, 02 Oct 2007 09:27:00 GMT |
DOORWAY |
I felt it all
the rage the anger
the joy the happiness
the tearing the anguish
and i searched
for the middle ground
the sure path
between what I felt
and what I did with it
Then I shed the skins
the l...
Posted by on Mon, 08 Jan 2007 18:52:00 GMT |
What am I suppose to do with all this pain? |
Sometimes I feel like I'm about to explode.Or maybe I will implode.I'm not really sure, but I think someone's going to get hurt.Probably me.As I look into the mirror, my face expressionless.Although t...
Posted by on Sun, 07 Jan 2007 03:29:00 GMT |
THE BLACK ROSE |
A black rose sits on the table,
Infront of my frosted window,
So black,black as night
Its shadowed on the wall
By the soft moonlight.
The black rose that sits on my table
Doesnt know...what it is to h...
Posted by on Tue, 19 Dec 2006 17:51:00 GMT |
HIDDEN |
Such a strong woman,so full of pain.
Hidden from all the world,always,she cries through her veins.
Holding herself up,so no one can let her down.
If you could see behind her pretty face,the madness......
Posted by on Tue, 19 Dec 2006 17:42:00 GMT |
