Wednesday, August 20, 2008

on my sleeve

I’d wear my heart out on my sleeve

If I wasn’t so afraid

Of who might come and snatch it up

So I hold it close to my chest

In a feeble attempt to keep it from breaking

 

I didn’t mean to wear my heart out on my sleeve

Now I see you’ve taken it from me

Though I couldn’t take it back

I just ask that you keep it all intact

 

 I wore my heart out on my sleeve

Watched as you stole it right from under me

I asked you not to break it,

But I see now an easy request it was not

Don’t worry I can pick up the pieces my self

 

I can’t wear my heart out on my sleeve

For all the pieces would fall to the ground

And I cant find it in myself to pick them up again

Thursday, July 24, 2008

Footsteps by, ashley waldorf

She said she's drowning

And she doesn't care

Cause life is just a little too fast for her

footsteps

for her footsteps

So she lies arms out in the tide

lets the waves pick her up take her out for a ride

and she don't give a damn where it takes her cause she's alright

Alright with the thought of drowning

It's a feeling that beats out the numbness

of the lonley nights

She thinks she's ugly

and she might be right

Ugly on the inside, how could you feel this way?

Right in front of me?

She says she's pathetic

holding on too tight

to a lie that's just a little too fast for her

footsteps

for her footsteps



p.s. One of my very close friends wrote this about me. it's very acurate

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

No One

No one feels how i feel
Yes so you say
No one knows what i know
Only secrets you decide to keep
No one looks at it my way
It's because you don't see clearly
No one really sees me
With darkness you surround yourself
No one sees my pain
Because you keep it locked away
No one knows my tears
But Tears you do not shed
None can pull me from my hell
Yet you reach for no hand
No one tries to get in
It's only you who keeps them out
No one loves like I love
For you do not love at all

Sunday, July 20, 2008

Dine (janus piece)

I drink out of the sharp edged cup of truth.
Eat my reality off the dirty plate unwashed for days.
I tried to sip the juice of the unaware but found it bitter.
I tried to eat off the clean plate of ignorance,
But the food there was tasteless.
I use the tainted utensils of the corrupted.
Trying to use the fine cutlery of the innocent
I find a foul metallic after taste burning my throat.
I feast with those aged by unpleasant history,
broken by a harsh past.
Attempting to dine with the pure,
only to find myself unwelcome amongst them.

Ashes

I wrote this for holocaust class so like think of a kid at a camp okies then you might get it.

Ashes

It falls from the sky
Like thick black snow
It covers everything
Caught on my lashes

But I do not shout for joy
For there is none here
Instead I stand silent
Mourning the dead which
Of whom fall from the sky

It falls ever silent
Like a nice winters snow
But it does not gleam brilliantly
Only black smudges show

These ashes now
The only proof
Of the people that came before me

The wind blows
The ashes settle
Never again
There caught on my lashes

just saying "HI!!"

hey to anyone and everyone who reads this!! I'm starting a new blog after forgetting all my old login shit. if you wanna check the old one out be my guest mjrh1408.blogspot.com. i moved some pieces over but not alot. anyway i hope to be writing new shit soon I'll keep you "posted" LOL...well i thought it was funny.

Rant

Things are never as you need them to be. No one to pay attention caught inside this dimension."It's not fair" you scream, but there's no one to hear. People let you down the don't care. People let you go they never show you what they mean. You were once built up only to be knocked down. How can you expect anything from these clowns!? Cowards hide in corner can't take the stress. Feels like someone is tearing your flesh. There blind most of the time what they see are lies. No one knows what lies beyond. No one can see what's inside of me. We are torn between ourselves we can't seem to breath no reason to just be. All walk around with their smiling masks to conceal the crying man. The past locked behind a door that none dare open. We fall apart at night wishing for the time back a way to make things right. We can't show are broken selves are insecurities are too high most scream in desperation. But tucked away they hide. Behind a door all is hidden and its crying to get out.