You and Me;

All I ever wanted was to be part of your heart,
And for us to be together, to never be apart.
No one else in the world can even compare,
You're perfect and so is this love that we share.
We have so much more than I ever thought we would,
I love you more than I ever thought I could.
I promise to give you all I have to give,
I'll do anything for you as long as I live.
In your eyes I see our present, our future and past,
By the way you look at me I know we will last.
I hope that one day you'll come to realize,
How perfect you are when seen through my eyes.

It's Over;

Its over, finished, done.
The silence awakens the night,
it’s quiet, peaceful, calm,
and a beautiful sight.
Alone, and wondering aimlessly,
into the hours of darkness,
the feeling of sorrow and wanting
that has taken over is endless.
Quiet music plays ahead,
sending chills down my spine.
I shake off the sadness,
and let my smile shine.
I clear my head, and listen closely
I let the music take control.
Its soft, and powerful melodies,
sink deep into my soul.
The power in his voice,
forces tears from my eyes.
The heartfelt words,
shows he is wise.
It satisfies my wanting,
the craving in my heart.
His words were pure, and true,
right from the start.
His songs have the power to ease,
my painful broken core,
they give me the strength I need,
to get up and sore
So end this day of sadness,
and relax with out a care.
For the biggest blessing in the world,
is the music that fills the air.

Dead and Done;

A wounded body, a tortured soul.
A slit of the wrist and I lose control.
The sound of death screaming in my ear.
The sense of pain says I'm still here.

Tamed by my silver blades
A sense of pain and all else fades.
A trickle of blood, a scream of sorrow
You're nothing but my scars of tomorrow.

The cuts are the only way
To stop the pain of everyday.
My life is slowly starting to bend
This shattered, you cannot mend.

I've given up on everything
My funeral bells have begun to sing.
Look at it this way, at least you won.
A broken promise but the deed is done.

Another Night;

Wounds never heal.
As long as you try.
But never again should you be able to cry.
For just one second it all goes away.
But once again it tries to sway.
I’ve always wondered what it felt like.
Just to lead a normal life.
A life without stress or hurt or loss.
Yet one without love.
For it is always lost.
A thought or feeling of normal.
Pulled away by the truth of life.
Always knowing your caught.
In the middle of a strife.
I always wished to be loved.
To be held and be hugged.
But know I find its over rated.
And so much easier to just be hated.
I once loved I trusted and hugged.
But once again I was betrayed.
And forever more unable to trade.
I tried to love again.
I got close and once more was splayed.
Even though the cuts have healed.
They still lie beneath my shield.
In a sense I’ve survived.
I have dreams, and a future, and hopes.
To prove my strength they shall never be revoked.
The knife sits under my bed.
Never knowing when again it shall shed.
My tiny ray of hope lies in this knife.
Maybe soon I’ll live another night. < | 3

Never as Bad as Love;

How do you know if you like someone?
Is it the butterflies in your stomach, or the way the world stops when they’re around?
Is it the feeling you get when you hear them say your name, or the urge you have to say there’s?
Does it have anything to do with the fact that there the only thing you can and want to think about?
Maybe it’s the way your throat gets really dry and your face gets red when they walk by you?
There is always that chance it’s the pain you feel when you see them kissing someone else.
Either way, liking someone can be painful but, never will it be as bad as love.