Invisible Hero
Date: Oct 4th, 2007 8:34:01 pm - Subscribe
Mood: indecisive
She's the invisible hero
to the friends she's never had
She's the shoulder no-ones cried on
because she's the only one who's sad.
So, she releases her emotions,
like ink spilled upon a page
Her cry for help is silenced
by her life within the cage
A life locked in chains,
laughter missing from the air,
It's easy to be forgotten,
when its simple to dispair
The marks hidden on her arm
prove she doesn't know her worth
finding freedom in a moment,
each breath rejects her own birth.
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Sticks and Stones
Date: Apr 8th, 2007 7:40:36 am - Subscribe
Mood: torn
They say sticks and stones
May break your bones
But words will never hurt
You gain and lose
By the words you choose
Feelings of gold and dirt
She never knew
words misconstrued
cost her own self worth
They never thought
He'd be distraught
And so he's left alone
This one is unfinished but i wanted to post it, as i haven't posted here in ages.
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Lost
Date: Apr 8th, 2007 7:36:23 am - Subscribe
Mood: fatigued
Lost in the Darkness
Searching for a reason to breathe
I quickly collapse
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A heart to heart
Date: Oct 28th, 2006 5:53:26 am - Subscribe
Mood: procrastinating
Song: Samson-Regina Spektor
I told my heart today
to play it safe and keep away
from dangerous alleys and memory lane
Alas it was not to be,
as i thought of her by five to three,
I caught my heart's attention,
and called it back in line,
pouting it returned as if the fault were mine
I put my heart upon the shelf,
but it fell upon my sleeve
and splashed it's way in my thoughts
and turned my hopes to dreams
I found a box with several locks
and put my heart inside,
but soon it claimed it would behave
and in silence would reside
no later than the final word
I found myself decieved
my heart did not return in silence,
but reminded me of she
I fought back with thoughts of work,
but found my fight was weak
For literary classics, their opposition meek.
As many marvels as shakespear wove,
the rug stayed beneath my feet,
As delightful as stories are,
their presence i do not seek
Truly treasures, both new and old,
their history above disdain,
but against her beauty within,
could they truly hope to tame?
So, a heart to heart with my heart to start,
a comprise be made,
if it can give me a fighting chance,
my feelings i'll conceed
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Motives
Date: Oct 17th, 2006 5:33:27 am - Subscribe
Mood: abnormal
Motives
Outward inspections miss inward reflections
Spiritual infections and mental dissections
Hope fades to complacency and complacency to doubt
Feeling overwhelmed, I lost in a rout.
What reason to persist? What motive to persevere?
Knowledge of God? Respect reverence or fear?
Head full of knowledge, hear devoid of truth
Subtly fooled by a spiritual ruse.
One of the chosen or one of the damned,
There’s no dictionary to define who I am.
Internal confliction causes Eternal decay
I find my path straight wide and paved
The author of my destruction, waive my right to a jury,
Accepting my judgment, preparing my soul to be buried
The truth is out there, beyond the limits of my pain
Freedom mocks me, sitting outside the reach of these chains
The thought of peace is diluted by confusion,
The concept of peace, corrupted by intrusion
Hope for the hopeless is there some left for me?
Love for the loveless, I hear that it’s free.
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