Tuesday, April 23, 2013

A Bittersweet Symphony

A smile, a laugh, a hug goodbye
It was nice while it lasted
The memories were sweet
Wish I could go back
Just hit repeat

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Time to Say Goodbye

Delete, loose contact, erase from your mind
Empty, sad, and hollow inside

Better that way, nothing left to say
not a joke, no not a joke

hug goodbye, goodbye
time to cry, not a lie

going away, not going to stay



Sunday, April 14, 2013

Pointless Self-pity

Am I not good enough?
Is that the reason why?

Well if that's the case
There is nothing left for me to do but cry

I sit here and wait
But slowly I am consumed with hate

Why do I care?
I shouldn't, you're never there

Yet time and time again
There is a sliver of hope

Then crushed by reality 
I start to breakdown

A vicious cycle that never ends
No broken ties does this mend

Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Irrational Fears

The number 6. Funny thing is I was born on the 6th day of a month.

Wanderlust

   "Not all who wander are lost" 
   J. R. R. Tolkien
I constantly wander, that's what I do best
Just pick up and leave, forget about the rest
Content with just wandering, there is no place I need to be
I am at home, I am at peace, being with just me

               

The Magic Is In The Mystery

Not knowing, it's exciting to say the least. There are giggles, your tummy squiggles, and you can barely sit still. Hmm... could it be, or is it just me? If it's not, so what. But if it is, then what? I smile, I laugh, I blush and squirm. I am excited to see what else I can learn. You smirk and smile, I gab away. Listening intently as I get lost in words. I wonder, I wonder, do you wonder too? I wonder, I wonder because there is nothing else I can do.

Monday, April 1, 2013

It's Kind of Sad

It's kind of sad how I let it get to me. It's kind of sad how I let it eat me alive. Relax, stay calm, it's not your fault. But it is it is my fault. It's kind of sad how letting people down makes me sad to the point of being sick. I want to puke, I want to cry and I feel ashamed. I shouldn't, but I do. I'm not proud of my work and I am embarrassed to this day. It's kind of sad and that's all I have left to say.