Thursday, February 26, 2009

Nothing Changes....





Why do I feel this way?

What am I supposed to say?

Arent I supposed to be thrilled?

But I just stand there, lifeless and still.


It tells me the same damn thing?

What am I supposed to do? Sing?

Well I no longer am happy and glad.

It's all the same. It's kinda sad.


Everything is stuck on repeat.

I walk the same path with both my feet.

The repetative path is too much to take.

I need a little air, for my sanity's sake.


I hate this robot life of mine.

Nothing changes. Still breaking my spine.

This work overload seems small.

Now that I've already done it all.


Time and again. It's all the same.

Nothing changes, not a single thing.

Something new is all I ask.

And then I'll go on with my repetative task.


I'm always watching that closed door.

While I wash the dishes and scrub the floor.

I try my hardest to look away.

But I hope that change will come someday.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Remind Me Why...




Remind me why I try.
Remind me why I care.
You never really see me.
When I'm standing right there.

Remind me why I'm here.
Why haven't I yet cried?
Do you even see me?
On the outside have I died?

My insides are crumbled.
All defence is broken.
And only an empty shell,
From you, this is my token.

Remind my why I go so far,
To make you see me here.
Remind me why I hide,
All my anger and my fear.

Remind me why I fear,
Of being left behind.
Of never getting praise,
For all the things Ive tried.

Remind me what Ive done,
To make myself not seen.
Or why I keep repeating,
"It really could have been!"

Friday, February 13, 2009

Words On The Paper




A single rose, withered and dying,
A couple words on the paper,
Left me here, hurt and crying.


As red as blood with a single thorn,
A couple words on the paper,
To remind me why my heart is torn.


What did I do to deserve this pain,
A couple words on the paper,
Many tears I couldn't restrain.


Why'd you say you had to leave.
A couple words on the paper.
Too much to take in, too much to believe.


You said that you might come back,
A couple words on the paper.
But now my heart's empty, cold, and black.


"It wasn't my decision." You had said.
A couple words on the paper.
Now Im left here, numb and dead.


On Valentine's Day you tell the news.
A couple words on the paper.
You said: "I got drafted in, I didn't choose."


So now I sit with a single rose,
A couple words on the paper.
I might live, I guess, I suppose.


A note was left, my sadness grew.
A couple words on the paper.
It said: 'Always remember, I Love You.'

Monday, February 9, 2009

Let Go!



He always held my hand,
Always helped me understand,


That I was yet not all alone,
That eveything wasnt gone.


He held me in his arms.
He was my lucky charm.


With him things werent as bad as they seemed.
And with him, my confidence was redeamed.


He'd hold me close and tell no lies.
For the simplest things, he'd apologize.


He always feard he wasn't enough.
But no matter what, would always be tough.


No matter what was thrown our way.
He'd try to make me smile, everyday.


He was so perfect in my eyes.
And if he left, I fear I'd die.


And die I did when he turned away.
He said, there's things he could never repay.


I couldn't see where his logic went.
Nor could I see what things he repent.


He turned away, not looking back.
Until I cried out, streaks on my cheeks, eyeliner black.


He looked back at me, tears on his face.
"Let go." He said. "This isnt the place."


I stumbled back, hit the ground.
And he left without another sound.


"Where is the place? When is the time?"
I screamed out, sense I couldn't find.


He said "Just let go. That's all I ask."
I left then, never looking back.


I was hurt that day he let me fall.
I fell farther than I thought possible.


"Im back to the begining, starting over again."
"Never will I love, it hurt too much, too much spent."


My heart still beats, like a constant drum.
But inside and out, I'm completely numb.


His words forever ringing through my head.
"Just let go." Was the last he said.

Friday, February 6, 2009

Cinderella







She lays on the sparkling floor,
That she had scrubbed that night.
No such thing for her as sleep,
No freedom of flight.


The tears that fall,
Pool by her hands,
Hands that hurt,
Pain she can barely stand.


Chains on her ankles hold her still.
Cleaning and cooking for,
Those who give her no care.
And continually cut her to her core.


Their tongues so sharp,
Slice as deap as can be.
No comfort for her,
Except her gardens and trees.


Sitting in the branches,
Withoug a single care,
Cinderella sits,
Wishing for an answer to her prayer.


A black horse waits,
In the distance across,
The beautiful maiden.
Whose fruit to the horse she'll toss.


Belonging to the Prince,
The horse visits the maiden,
With the man astride,
Who's breath is taken.


The girl in the tree,
Gives the horse the treats,
She hits the ground,
Landing on her feet.


The prince watches her.
The silhoette in the distance.
He pulls up his courage,
And askes her to the dance.


The next night she leaves,
In secret to dance the night away.
To be in his arms,
But only til midnight can she stay.


The time comes for leave.
She runs away,
Back to home,
From the path she never strays.


Later in time,
He comes to find,
She's a slave in her home.
The one with a heart so kind.


He steals her away.
And into the night without care.
To go live happily forever.,
In the love that they share.


And beneith the moon each night.
They sway, her in a silk dress.
And beneith the stars,
They lovingly kiss.


A prince and princess,
Live happily ever after.
To be together forever,
In love and laughter.

Sunday, February 1, 2009

I'll Smile





If you ever feel the need to leave.
Sure, I'll feel like I can't breathe.



But if you want to walk away.
Go ahead, there's no price to pay.



It's your choice. Leave. Just go.
I don't want to hear it. Don't want to know.



I don't want to be able to remember.
What it was like. That last September.



My memory flies back to where we met.
The day, in the rain, both of us, soaking wet.



The day where laughs were endless.
Where problems were meaningless.



Where everything seemed for one second,
Everything was fine. Didn't have to pretend.



So if you want to leave me all alone.
Fine. Go on. Get out. Get gone.



I'll say goodbye for a little while.
And as you'll leave I'll be sure to smile.



I'll hide the pain. The hurt. The tears.
I'll hide the lonliness. All the fears.



Just for you. There'd be no trial.
From far away, for you, I'll smile.