Cousin |
So, you're to that point when everything you worked for goes down the drain? And you feel like there's not a single reason to give it all another try. Or maybe you feel like you have nothing to live f...
Posted by Fear Isn't for the Birds on Tue, 27 Feb 2007 08:15:00 PST |
Sun in her Sky |
If I held out my hand, would you hold on, and ask no questions?And If I needed someone to wipe away all the tears, would you be willing?If I was being selfish, would you sit back knowing I never meant...
Posted by Fear Isn't for the Birds on Tue, 13 Feb 2007 07:16:00 PST |
You lift me up |
You're so close. So close that I can see the back of your throat. You're screaming. So loud that my ears can't even stand it. All I want to say is, "Shutup." Get out of my face. Leave me alone. But wh...
Posted by Fear Isn't for the Birds on Thu, 08 Feb 2007 07:52:00 PST |
January |
Everytime you open your mouth and you're about to speak, you choke the words back down your throat. When you held the bundle of innocence in your arms, did you feel a single emotion? Just be...
Posted by Fear Isn't for the Birds on Thu, 25 Jan 2007 07:35:00 PST |
A Guarantee |
Her dark rimmed glasses, resting on her nose. And her eyes feasting on the word. She's waking up and it's just another day at school. Or, is it just really another day? You choose. The clouds have cle...
Posted by Fear Isn't for the Birds on Fri, 05 Jan 2007 08:58:00 PST |
You keep me alive |
His arms are wrapped around your waist, and it seems you've been looking into his eyes for hours. When he smiles, you can remember it for days. These are the times you dream about, and these are the ...
Posted by Fear Isn't for the Birds on Fri, 29 Dec 2006 07:28:00 PST |
Uncle Matthew |
Remember, when you use to hold my hand Uncle Matt? Remember, when you told me everything in life would always get better? I do, Uncle Matt. I remember.I'm eight years old, sitting on your lap, eating ...
Posted by Fear Isn't for the Birds on Sun, 17 Dec 2006 10:17:00 PST |
Three words from her |
It's rainy outside, but you don't care. You're holding her in your arms, while she grabs onto your finger with her tiny hands. As you're looking into her eyes, you can see so much behind them. She's g...
Posted by Fear Isn't for the Birds on Fri, 10 Nov 2006 09:01:00 PST |
Strike me now |
You're just laying on the floor. And thinking about everything you've went through. The things you've seen, and the things you've done..Seem so distant now. From the hands that you've held, and the ki...
Posted by Fear Isn't for the Birds on Sun, 05 Nov 2006 11:44:00 PST |
Just holding back |
I'm holding a flag, and I'm waving it in the sky. You're looking for a girl to love you, when you've already got one standing right here. She isn't everything you've ever wished for on the outside but...
Posted by Fear Isn't for the Birds on Sun, 29 Oct 2006 04:49:00 PST |
