Baby?Something is changing in us
Something is getting dangerous
This lust like feeling is getting greater
with every kiss he tells me later
that im the person he wants to be with
But then the next day
he'll talk to me and say
Im not the one hes looking for
it always leaves my heart beating on the floor
but then the next day he says
he wants to be with me again
so i say yes every time
and hope above all hope
that, that was the last goodbye
You live to far away, Austrilia isent your home.
If anything my dear, it is your cage,
please byron dear, come home, and be with me.
Like weve both been praying for.
You are the flame that dances along with mine in a emberless fire.
the voice that sings sweet words through the long distance call.
Please My darling,
I miss you
Another Simpl Blessingthe sweetest smell
the greatest warmth
wrapped in the somehow forbidden embrase
the gentle feel of lips
the tingling of tender fingertips
the sweet, perfect cue of a loved one
Hushed breathes along my neck
in these arms
the place id kill to be
powerThese people are relentless.
They show no mercy, and i highly regret the day.
I came to be what everyone thinks of me as,
when this world doesn't really understand,
doesn't want to try to understand,
what its lie to be,
someone who has spent so many hours alone,
someone who has tried countless times to take there own life,
for the sake of others like me,
I say no more, for i regret whati have done to make others feel the way i do, when i know i have before.
And people here, and people where, i wonder how they can look them selves in the mirror, and think they have a purpose,
which i regretfuly say they do,
there job is to make the suicidal work at that horrid goal, to make the weak relize what they wish they werent,
people liek that are the iones who are nthing to most people, and are the root of so many peoples pain and suffering,
As they walk with there head held high, my people weap, and huddle under there shadows,
well i say NO MORE,
we should fight for the rights we diserve, and w
whenThings like this aren't easy.
Things like this aren't simple.
Things like this....hurt.
Things like this are painful.
I'm usually stronger then most think.
And I'm not one to show pain.
But if I'm hurt,
On the inside
I will break down,
I've been known to snap,
even in the most public of places,
Most of the time,
I have to ability to slink away and cry alone
I can't control it.
And i hate how weak I can be.
When I'm hurt