She stands on shaky feet
Swaying with the beat,
of the fast paced music beneath
Hands outstretched
To stop her fall
She begins to wonder about it all
If she had of changed some things,
would this time be different?
Would it all go away?
She doesn't think so,
but the agony of not knowing is to much,
that slight little maybe is killing her
Almost face first on the ground now
She feels an arm around her waist
Lifting, pulling her up
Warmth envelops her
The scent of male and sex
Rise up to her
She leans back into him
Her head resting on his shoulder
His arm around her waist stays,
tightening and drawing her closer
He bends to whisper in her ear
Everything she has ever wanted to hear
A soft smile plays on her lips
As she whispers back
Everything he wants to hear
Lips meet
Tongues twine
Breathing grows hard
Hearts beat unevenly
She's at home,
in his arms,
he's at home,
with her.
It's all either could ever ask for.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Friday, June 27, 2008
In The Arms of Her Angel
She stands in the middle,
of a crowded, loud room.
The dancers whirl round her,
like the eye of a storm.
She's stuck in the middle,
alone and lost,
what's she doing here?
She asks herself.
She doesn't know.
Heart racing,
hands fluttering,
she trys to force her way out.
Pushing and shoving the dancers,
they shove back.
The dance comes to a stand still,
no one says a word,
she's back to standing in the middle,
of the storm.
Falling to her knees,
the tears stream down her cheeks.
A hand, gentle and big,
touches her chin,
lifts her face up to the light.
Don't cry.
Arms under hers,
hands supporting her.
Her angel all in black,
lifts her up,
and dances her away.
The crowd all claps,
her tears cease to flow,
she's found her heart,
her home,
in the arms of her angel.
They dance out and away,
not into night,
but into a brand new day.
of a crowded, loud room.
The dancers whirl round her,
like the eye of a storm.
She's stuck in the middle,
alone and lost,
what's she doing here?
She asks herself.
She doesn't know.
Heart racing,
hands fluttering,
she trys to force her way out.
Pushing and shoving the dancers,
they shove back.
The dance comes to a stand still,
no one says a word,
she's back to standing in the middle,
of the storm.
Falling to her knees,
the tears stream down her cheeks.
A hand, gentle and big,
touches her chin,
lifts her face up to the light.
Don't cry.
Arms under hers,
hands supporting her.
Her angel all in black,
lifts her up,
and dances her away.
The crowd all claps,
her tears cease to flow,
she's found her heart,
her home,
in the arms of her angel.
They dance out and away,
not into night,
but into a brand new day.
Friday, June 20, 2008
When it Rains
When it rains,
it pours,
isn't that the way of things?
Never to little,
always to much,
never enough,
so you have to keep giving?
A great force of effort for you,
is nothing to the world.
So what should you do?
Give up,
or keep going?
Stand still,
or keep moving?
I say go forward,
keeping moving,
outside of the flow,
different and unique,
for all to see.
Your efforts will stand out,
apart from the rest of the crowd.
It will take time,
lots of effort,
and failures.
Learn from the failures,
think over the time,
increase the effort,
and trust me,
you'll make it just fine.
it pours,
isn't that the way of things?
Never to little,
always to much,
never enough,
so you have to keep giving?
A great force of effort for you,
is nothing to the world.
So what should you do?
Give up,
or keep going?
Stand still,
or keep moving?
I say go forward,
keeping moving,
outside of the flow,
different and unique,
for all to see.
Your efforts will stand out,
apart from the rest of the crowd.
It will take time,
lots of effort,
and failures.
Learn from the failures,
think over the time,
increase the effort,
and trust me,
you'll make it just fine.
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Fallen Angel
Was there any truth,
behind those lies?
Any glimmer of a soul,
in that person.
When you lied,
you made sure,
you were always looking me in the eyes,
smiling and laughing.
Joking and playing.
You continue to do these things now,
even though you know you've broken me.
Even though you now know I am in pieces,
from your lies.
I wake up in the morning,
a zombie of myself,
I cry myself to sleep,
the pain runs excruciatingly deep.
I watch you laugh along with others,
smiling and getting along.
And I can't help but wonder,
am I the only one you lied to,
or are there more,
lost souls like mine,
wandering, wandering,
mourning their own stupidty,
because they fell for a fallen angel?
behind those lies?
Any glimmer of a soul,
in that person.
When you lied,
you made sure,
you were always looking me in the eyes,
smiling and laughing.
Joking and playing.
You continue to do these things now,
even though you know you've broken me.
Even though you now know I am in pieces,
from your lies.
I wake up in the morning,
a zombie of myself,
I cry myself to sleep,
the pain runs excruciatingly deep.
I watch you laugh along with others,
smiling and getting along.
And I can't help but wonder,
am I the only one you lied to,
or are there more,
lost souls like mine,
wandering, wandering,
mourning their own stupidty,
because they fell for a fallen angel?
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Losses
What can I say?
What went wrong?
Time passed,
our friendship died,
I tried,
Oh God I really did try.
We used to be each others safe gaurd,
our support when we needed it.
Now you've left me back here,
alone.
What can I say?
How do I make the pain go away?
When you look at me now,
you look through me.
You look past me,
and away.
I realized what was happening,
I realized maybe if I said ,
it was over,
you would care.
You would come back.
I told you how I felt.
I told you it was over,
a long friendship done.
I wanted you to care.
I wanted you to try.
Instead you looked me in the eyes,
and you said Goodbye.
No arguements no nothing,
not even a sad look.
I wanted you to fight,
for me!
For our friendship!
Yet you just said Goodbye.
As the tears pooled in my eyes,
I looked away from you.
I looked down.
I looked back.
At the memories of what had been a perfect past.
You didn't say another word,
you just turned and left me standing there.
When we see each other now,
I know in your eyes I no longer exist.
You look through me,
you look around me.
You don't ever look at me.
You don't ever speak to me.
Maybe it is because you know how you hurt me?
Maybe it is because you truly never cared about me?
Maybe, maybe it is because I was just a thing for you?
Years pass,
and I haven't seen you once since that moment.
And you know what?
The feelings haven't faded.
The tears still fall,
every night.
My heart is still broken in half,
and I know nothing can make it right.
I don't know where you are now,
I don't know what you became.
But I have come to a stand still,
a neutral ground for my feelings.
I love you still,
for the past memories even if they are now painful.
I love you still,
for teaching me this lesson.
Because of you I have gone far.
I have done the best I can.
I have proved everyone wrong,
because of how you hurt me.
I have strived to be better,
to make it farther.
And I have.
So, for that I truly thank you.
But I will always hate you,
for what you have done to me.
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