strength. |
Strength is recognizing that you need help
And asking for it
Strength is when no matter how hopeless the battle looks
You will never forfeit
Strength is letting down your guard
And taking a cha...
Posted by on Wed, 21 Jan 2009 20:28:00 GMT |
no one |
No-one in the world could make me change the person I have become,
No-one in the universe would make me forget that I am the only one.
There is no other person in this place that is anything like I ...
Posted by on Mon, 19 Jan 2009 13:12:00 GMT |
ewrwerwer |
ttretert
Posted by on Mon, 19 Jan 2009 13:11:00 GMT |
Moving mountains |
Qui's moving mountain .Why do you always do this to me? Why can't you just open your eyes and see? My flame has burnt out. My blood runs cold. My heart has stopped beating. My tears seem old. Why doe...
Posted by on Wed, 07 May 2008 12:56:00 GMT |
words i cannot say . |
These are the words I cannot sayBut they come from the heartDespite all the argumentsI've liked you from the startI like the way your mind worksThe way you're so uniqueAnd when I'm in my darkest hourI...
Posted by on Mon, 07 May 2007 11:33:00 GMT |
love is when |
Love is when you've waitedfor all of what seems so longEven when he's holding anotheryou still know that you belongLove is when you hold your groundwhen he's not by your sideYou love him and see him f...
Posted by on Mon, 07 May 2007 11:32:00 GMT |
i am |
I am
A shattered cough,Lost breath,Broken skin,I am Death.A single look,A glance above,A glimmering eye,I am Love.A touch that lied,Broken Trust,Lost Love,I am Lust.Wondering alone,Lost Fate,Never Lo...
Posted by on Mon, 07 May 2007 11:30:00 GMT |
a broken heart never heals |
Unbearable pain buried Beneath fake smilesUnshed tears taunting My once strong eyesMemories of you Constantly haunt my dreamsAnd when reality hits,Nothing is what it seemsI watched you fall for her, A...
Posted by on Fri, 24 Nov 2006 13:25:00 GMT |
real me |
I try to writewhats in my heartbut once I get startedI just can't stopI feel so muchthat no one knowsI hide it wellso nothing showsuntil one dayI want to seeif anyone noticeswhats wrong with mewhats t...
Posted by on Fri, 24 Nov 2006 13:23:00 GMT |
crying is its own poem |
A tear is the penThe woes are sheets of paperThe trickles falling down are those sweet linesThe reddened lips of emotion narrateSomething makes us cryJust as much want to make us dieIt is so hardTo ju...
Posted by on Fri, 24 Nov 2006 13:19:00 GMT |
