My poems and lyrics
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Maybe I Should Pray
This night gets worse with more bad news,
I get ready for bed; theres no more to lose.
Sandfilled lids cover my eyes,
After hours of meaningless, self-pitied cries.
Images and fantasies, which people call dreams,
Go violent, turning laughter to ghastly screams.
As I awake to a cloudy, on coming day,
I think to myself, maybe I should have prayed.
One Act
A one act play for the rest of my days
One place, one plot,
No room to graze.
I’ll gaze at the stars and know I’ll never reach them
Instead of fresh air,
I’ll be filled with flem.
Too many dreams for me to count
I know my story,
But not what it’s about.
Take time in life to think it out
Once you ruin one chance,
You can’t turn around.
Rolling Dice
Looked in your eyes, couldn’t help but smile
Couldn’t move, so I stayed a while
I stayed a while, a long, long while
And while I stayed, I had some fun, your game I played
Wasted my time rolling dice and drawing cards
I should have been out, out moving on
I played your game. I played your game instead.
But now I don’t wanna play it anymore,
Still, it’s stuck inside my head.
Your hair is my pallet; your eyes are my wine
Took it all away, but I’m still fine.
Still I wish what I felt could always be mine.
Wasted my time rolling dice and drawing cards
I should have been out, out moving on
I played your game. I played your game instead.
But now I don’t wanna play it anymore,
Still, it’s stuck inside my head.
Words
You look at the world through eyes so wise,
Yet you’ve lived only a fraction of your life.
So much learning is to be done.
So many things you’ve yet begun.
Mind kept open to all these feelings,
You embrace them making them such better things.
Turn pain into words I’d never imagine together.
Words that turn a sunny sky to stormy weather.
So feed these words to me, and keep them true,
Let them teach me everything about you.
Don’t Be Surprised
It’s such a sweet but bitter taste, this thing called love.
Like honey on your tongue, then by a bee your stung.
And you weren’t wrong to fall..we all will at one point after all.
Just don’t be surprised when you find I’m right,
When you find your heart laying broken one night.
Un-named
She feels a lacking of confidence
She can't say no
She wants to slow down
When she's going too slow
Secretes her heart
Holds in her pain
And at the end of the day
She stands in the rain
Pours on the tears
Washes the sorrow
Builds up the pressure
And prays for tomorrow
Good Thing
“Ugly”and “round”, she had no ground to cover.
Never going anywhere, and no one to love her.
She looked to friends, her family, her brother,
But all she wanted was a lover.
She may as well have been searching in the gutter,
For she came out being nothing but a poor, lonely mother.
Sure was a good thing she looked down on her own self.
She’s so much better off this way.
If she’d thought of herself as being a decent human being,
She may have turned out, oh, let’s say,
Happy.
It’s With Him I Want to Be
I know he's not right for me,
It's inexplicably plain to see,
But I can't stop feeling the way I do.
It's with him I want to be.
I can't help the sensation I feel,
When he looks at me and it seems so real,
No matter how hard I try,
I can't get him out of my mind.
I know he's not right for me,
It's inexplicably plain to see,
But every time I scold myself,
I know it's with him I want to be.
I’m Sorry
If I made you cry at any time,
I’m sorry.
If I made you feel that you’re feelings were of crime,
I’m sorry.
If I caused you to feel I didn’t love you,
I’m sorry.
If I caused you to see me through a different view,
I’m sorry.
If I made you feel you were only giving, giving, giving,
I’m sorry.
If I ever made you wish that you weren’t living,
I’m sorry.
If this apology isn’t enough to make up for what I’ve caused or done,
Than, well, I’m sorry.
Enough Fulfillment
How come when I’m around you my hopes soar towards the sky?
And why, please tell me, do I at the same time want to cry?
It’s because I love you, and though I try to deny,
I know that one day, one way or another, this will end,
and I won’t mind if I die.
For your love is enough to fulfill me for a lifetime.
Christian and the Ghostly Stallion
On a clear-skied night when the moon shone bright I saw him standing there.
He twiddled his fingers, watched as I past, and never removed his stare.
Dressed in a suit, his hair barley fixed, he looked so out of place;
When from behind came a woman in rouge, whose dress was made of fine lace.
She lifted her head, I could see her pale face, her skin like a porcelain doll.
And though she was lovely like a rose, her light blue eyes told all.
There was more to this creature than a beauty, but a Satan side to that girl.
The set of sees met mine in a moment, and they said he belonged to her.
But these feeling I had for this man, who I did not yet dare meet,
Were far too strong, to just be ignored, by a young girl such as me.
His longing look to escape her grip overwhelmed me like a storm.
When at last, she stole his attention my heart felt as if it had torn,
For I had a fear, that he may have been, the man I was meant to love.
As she pulled him away down the long street, I could see no joy above.
Then it all flashed before me in a blur, the terrible thing I’d done.
My future had been stolen—and it was my fault, my love, the one was now gone.
In those few seconds I’d watched him, his soul and sparkling eyes,
I learned a great deal, about my life, about what it should have been and why.
I felt I knew him, though I did not. As if his presence had been with me my whole life.
But the fact I could not have him punctured my heart with dull brittle knife.
I wanted to call after him, not by name, for it was unknown by me, but by love,
As he turned the corner, and took all hope with him and the ghostly pale stallion,
I longed to see his face once more, but the chances of that were of millions.
To place his face with a name would have to be up to me,
So I named this beautiful man, my love, Christian, and lived with him in my dreams.
The Light You Lit
The only time the night sky seems truly bright,
is when you show your amorous light.
Your crystal eyes send rainbows through my frenzied mind,
and any thoughts have I of any sorrows die.
The stars may show a brilliant glow,
But without your love, they’ll never know,
That the brightest light can inside one be found,
In the darkest corner, in the darkest room,
Hidden underneath the ground.
Between the shadows of two persons tombs,
And without the light of just a dim sliver of the moon.
The light you lit inside of me is all the light I need,
And on those lonely nights, gives me a sense of creed.
And I know that when I’m cut, I will only bleed.
I will be mended, my light won’t burn out, and you’ll help my soul be freed.
What Lies Beyond Your Lids
Eyes tell a story, they lead to other lands.
Yours I can’t quite read, so take my desperate hand.
Show me what lies beyond your lids,
Beyond the sky blue pools that have drawn me in.
I want to be part of the madness,
I want to be part of your dreams.
I want to get rid of your sadness,
And mute your silent screams.
Let me into the darkness that I dare to gaze into,
And I promise I’ll give every ounce of love I have to you.
Favor
Are you that oblivious, or do you just pretend
Not to see or know what’s dancing in my head?
We, sort of, talk, we’re friends, and that’s all I’d want to be,
But those feelings I have still seem to haunt me.
I can’t think clearly without seeing your face.
I can’t walk quickly without slowing my pace.
I can’t imagine happiness like I had at your place.
So I want to rid my mind of the memories we’ve made,
Yet I can’t think of any I’d want to erase.
Just promise me we’ll make more, so many I can’t count.
You don’t owe me anything, no price, no amount,
But just as a friend, do this simple favor for me,
So when we look back, we’ll have something to see.
Lonely Dile
It was called Lonely Dile, a most peculiar isle, where women shone bright as gold.
The sky was gray all the day, and the air always crisp and cold.
Red skies at sunset, black sand on the beaches, and in the sand buried treasure.
A paradise, unlike any other, a little frightening, but filled with pleasure.
Here you are always beautiful, you are accepted for who you are,
You’re always free, and all your troubles are away so far.
But when you realize you can’t leave, the world caves in on everything true.
Your mind has been altered, you love these people who have never spoken to you.
It’s all in their eyes, their world and their lies, but they seem so tempting to keep.
All day and all night, you party in heat and live as if you’ve never lived before.
The only sound is the music around you, a thudding, pounding roar.
You’re trapped in a land of nothing but love, but these people are only illusions.
They’ve tainted your mind; turned your straight thinking into confusion.
It’s too late to turn back…you’ve already become numb to reality.
Let Out
I'm giving all myself to you,
in an attempt to show you what is true.
All the nights I lie awake and cry,
and all the opportunities I let pass me by,
the feeling of never doing anything right,
and going to bed unhappy night after night.
O, if you’d only realize how much I offer,
and stop putting up this useless fight.
Something may grow from our friendship..it just might.
Things Change
Memories called to me in sleep, awakened me to a silent weep.
Must the nights have held such fear of moving on?
There is one thing I wished dearly to keep.
One thing, dawn after dawn,
That I wished could remain.
This thing I loved with a passion so strong,
Consumed my life and mind,
Unlike any other love of any other kind.
Why couldn’t it have stayed the way it was?
The best answer I’ve come up with is because…
My Own Party
The room is empty,
but I still feel the energy
You could hear a pin drop
But I hear the rhythm all around me
It's a feeling of being happy with myself
Who says I need anything more?
I have me and that's all I need
Me and my dignity.
I don't need your blessings
I don't need your eye
I don't need your approval
I only need mine.
The room is empty
but I still feel the energy
You could hear a pin drop
But I hear the rhythm all around me
It's a feeling of being happy with myself
Who says I can't be my own party?
Under the Sky
That night, though you were unaware,
You were all that was on my mind.
Not another thought. Not another care.
We stared at the stars, not a word was spoken,
When by your actual words, I was awoken.
“Look at that one star. It’s shining so bright.”
You continued to gaze at the star that I knew,
Was shining for us; giving us light.
Just enough for me to see your blue eyes,
And all the things I love about you,
Which got me wondering, why?
Why don’t I just tell you how I feel?
Am I sure this love is even real?
Here I am, once again, under the pitch-black sky,
And though you’re not here, I know what I’d say.
Maybe the next time I see you, Ill try.
That Light
Never a time was there when I-
Would have dreamt I’d be not what I should-
Yet never a time will there ever be-
A point when I’ll be what I could
Knowing the fact-that I’m only a piece-
Of the girl I’m capable of being-
For reasons has led me to-over time-renounce
And give up on finding That meaning
The girl I see-looking back at me-
Is nothing that she may seem-
She smiles with eyes that appear so content-
Yet her heart is yearning to scream
Maybe some day-once I gain the courage-
To give up on journeying alone-
I’ll reach that light that everyone strives for-
That light I’ve always known
For Someone
When you laugh I laugh with you,
If you’re blue, then I’m blue, too.
Your smile lights up my day and night,
You make me feel dizzy so I can’t fight.
You affect me in ways you may not know,
For I have feelings that I don’t easily show.
I wish you felt this way for me.
But there’s no way to make you see,
That I think I love you, and if it’s not true,
Then hopefully soon I’ll be over you.
My Box
I hide in this box.
I see what they see.
I hear what they hear.
I wish what they wish.
I fear what they fear.
But they’ll never know what goes on in my box.
They see my box,
but they don’t even know I’m here.
A Dance For Three
I wish you loved me, like I love you, but I just can’t get all the way through.
To your heart, to your soul, to your mind I can’t control.
You loved me, then you changed, and so did I, I feel so deranged.
I know I didn’t take my chance, but now my life feels like a dance.
I can’t stay up, the foot works too tricky. I spin and pounce, then the judge becomes picky.
The judge is you, and you know I try, when looking at you I only sigh.
A sigh of relief, for the dance is near over, but a sigh of sorry, for me there’s no more tomorrow.
Then the star hits the floor. My heart plummets towards hell. For she is the girl you now adore.
She twirls among the slick shiny wood, I feel sick, for she does what I know I could.
But in your eyes, she’s the one. While standing there I watch, I know your wrong.
You get up to dance, along side the beautiful girl. Hair long and shiny, dress bright and flashy, but eyes like black pearl.
The music pounding, in our ears and my heart. I want to sing out, as loud as I can, but you wouldn’t understand.
She doesn’t love you, and I wish I could show, but her trickery is far too low.
It’s on fire; it’s deceived you, now I’ve bitten more than I can chew.
But I won’t give up. Never will I, for my love for you is far too strong, I can’t deny.
My life is a musical, a dance between the three of us. A story that’s filled with lust.
My mind tells me to control myself, but my heart says that someone’s must die.
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