I was born in the school of hard knocks,
I am graduating with nothing more
than some broken bones and a damaged heart.
Don't worry,
I'm on the mend,
Because I will never miss you as much
as how much I miss what we used to be.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Clouds Are Following Me In My Desperate Endeavor
Seeking constant apology of others,
I am never sorrier than I am to myself.
Everyone else deserves their happiness,
I'll step back and watch you take it,
Even when the smile from me is fake.
You are first and foremost above me,
There should not be any other way,
But I wish, somehow, that I could be happy too.
I am never sorrier than I am to myself.
Everyone else deserves their happiness,
I'll step back and watch you take it,
Even when the smile from me is fake.
You are first and foremost above me,
There should not be any other way,
But I wish, somehow, that I could be happy too.
Friday, August 15, 2008
I had a nightmare last night
If I could go back to the way things were,
Maybe I would never leave you again,
Maybe that last call would've been a hello,
instead of a goodbye that I can't take back.
My heart hurts.
Maybe I would never leave you again,
Maybe that last call would've been a hello,
instead of a goodbye that I can't take back.
My heart hurts.
Wednesday, June 25, 2008
I Am Not A Great Friend
I am the knife in the back,
the arsenic and the tears,
I am the silent scream of hate,
the vindictive words that pour.
I am not a great friend.
More likely to hurt you than
to love you, I am not that great.
Insensitive thought and
hurtful words are all I know.
And I am so sorry.
the arsenic and the tears,
I am the silent scream of hate,
the vindictive words that pour.
I am not a great friend.
More likely to hurt you than
to love you, I am not that great.
Insensitive thought and
hurtful words are all I know.
And I am so sorry.
Thursday, June 5, 2008
These Roots Have Grown So Deep
We love you in this time-
Of pictures in the hallway,
Of laughs at two in the morning,
Of seeing your face everyday.
You never looked more beautiful-
then under parking garage lights,
then in your sweats and tees,
then when you hugged with all your might.
You were never more unforgettable-
when you sang songs with all of your voice,
when you became a mermaid with me,
when you wouldn't have left if you had the choice.
Life was never more amazing-
Of pictures in the hallway,
Of laughs at two in the morning,
Of seeing your face everyday.
You never looked more beautiful-
then under parking garage lights,
then in your sweats and tees,
then when you hugged with all your might.
You were never more unforgettable-
when you sang songs with all of your voice,
when you became a mermaid with me,
when you wouldn't have left if you had the choice.
Life was never more amazing-
than when I gave you my heart,
than when this became our town,
than when we tore this place apart.
I'll be here when you return.
than when we tore this place apart.
I'll be here when you return.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
I Am Not Waiting For Anything
Our lives are full of worries,
What decisions we will have to make next,
From school to jobs to our "soul mates",
I just want to live to live.
What decisions we will have to make next,
From school to jobs to our "soul mates",
I just want to live to live.
Wednesday, May 28, 2008
Just Because I Lack a Title
Give us writers some credit,
But only where it is due,
We say what you think you know,
But this third party perspective
understands more than you.
There is beauty in the deception,
and truth in all the lies,
Our words make more than just a caption,
for your next tshirt or photograph.
The world trickles by as we try
to capture it while it moves,
We can't let reality pass us by,
We must capture it with our pen.
But only where it is due,
We say what you think you know,
But this third party perspective
understands more than you.
There is beauty in the deception,
and truth in all the lies,
Our words make more than just a caption,
for your next tshirt or photograph.
The world trickles by as we try
to capture it while it moves,
We can't let reality pass us by,
We must capture it with our pen.
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