Hidden I am
And hidden I shall remain
Hidden from the world
All its tumultuous pain
Hidden from the friends
Who are foes underneath
Wolves in sheep’s clothing
Their intentions discreet
Hidden from the liars
Who never mean what they state
I’ll make sure that my heart
They never manipulate
Hidden within my shell
They will do me no harm
Heart buried deep beneath my armour
No need to be alarmed
But how lonely it does get
When you hide who you are
For the sweetness of companionship
Is so very far
But maybe that’s better
From their oncoming pain I’m free
I’ll remain by myself
At least that way I’m sure the only pain …comes from me
I only trust me
The things I wish I understood
Sorrow
I know it well
But for what reason
I can never tell
I’m usually quite happy
On the surface …yeah I am
But this sorrow brews inside me
Waiting for its time
Like lava it erupts from deep within
And rises high above
Taking away my passion and zeal
For everything that I love
Rising higher and higher
Until it bubbles in my throat
I cannot speak
I cannot scream
I can only write these notes
Dearest sorrow
You cling to me like paper stuck to my shoe
Tell me why you’re here
Tell what you want
Tell me what can i do
What is it that I lack…that draws us to each other?
Wont you please tell me ..my old friend?
Let me be joyous once again
Note to self
Lick your wounds
Get back up
You’re better than this
And you’re better than him
How did you allow things to get this far
How could allow yourself to fall this hard
You always knew it was temporary
You were temporary
You always knew he was full of shit
Bt yet you handed him your heart anyway
Like an innocent fool,
you gave him what you guarded so obsessively
You gave him what nobody is even allowed to see
And he touched it
And caressed it
And kissed it
And he made it feel like it was on the sweetest fire …one that warmed your cold core and surged through your body
Breaking every barrier you’ve ever built
Until touching turned into stabbing
And kissing turned into biting
That fire soon peeled away at all of your layers…..leaving you bare and exposed…and rejected
You gave him what you showed no one
And he kicked it
He didn’t care about its beauty
About the intensity that hid within
You knew this would have happened
But you can’t help who you fall for
Can you?
2:13am
Its 2:13am
I lay on my bed
So overcome with desire,
I can feel your lips on mine
Your palm running against my inner thigh
Making its way to the soft flesh on my chest
Touching me everywhere in between
Your tongue in my mouth, hungrily taking whats slowly becoming yours
And only yours
The taste of you fulfilling my needs but making me want you even more
You pull me closer and its not enough
I wrap my thighs around you and feel you growing
Your grinding into me now
Sending ripples of desire through my body
And it feels so good
And I like it
And I like you
And I want you
Its 2:13am
And i lay on bed
…………..Alone
Stranger on the Greens
I feel as though you’re what I’ve been searching for
Those eyes send to me, messages from your sub-conscience
Telling me,
that you speak the language of my soul
But I may never know you
A pinch of courage and a dash of confidence
is all that is needed
From me, as well as from you
For your eyes tell me, that you feel this way too
That you yearn to know the identity behind my smile
and to render yourself to the passion that ignites…..
when our eyes do happen to meet
That brief moment turns into an eternity of longing stares
Longing to know you…..longing to know me
All we need is a dash of courage and a pinch of confidence
Battle of the Heart
I want someone to share my dreams
Someone whose eyes can see right through me,
Someone who would notice the things that bring me sorrow and joy,
Someone who can see the real me,
though out all the noise.
Because the real me,
she’s really scared.
She thinks no one out here really cares
Sad thing is,
they prove her right everyday.
For where are the ones who promised to stay?
Where are the ones who promised to stand by me?
The ones who promised to always be there?
Did they grow tired and decide not the stay?
Or was it just me….that pushed them away
Unfinished Business……..
You have surpassed them all
You…
have reached into the depths of me,
invaded my heart
and caressed my soul.
You spoke unto me and soothed my being,
with a connection so powerful,
that a part of me will be
Forever yours.
I Want To Be Somebody’s Number One
Couldn’t have written this better myself……I swear I think about this all the time
I want to be somebody’s number one. I want to have that one person I can guarantee will always be there for me, will always rub my scalp when I’m sick and tickle my back, will shack up with me during a natural disaster, will carry me through glass (metaphorically speaking, of course) whenever I’m feeling depressed and don’t want to get out of bed. There’ll be no worry if I’m going to brave things alone. I’ll have a teammate, a partner to cushion the blow.
I’m beginning to see the point of having a relationship. More and more, it seems like their purpose is not to necessarily provide you with love but to keep you far away from hate. As you get older, life begins to show you its true colors and sometimes those colors look like shit. That’s why it’s important to have someone by your side who…
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I Still Think About You
Nostalgic……
Though a huge part of our largely-silent, post-dating acquaintanceship is based on the idea that neither of us have any interest in the other — that whatever happened between us is something entirely left in the past to wither and rot — I still think of you. I am not sure if that makes me the weak one in the equation (though I’m alright with it if I am), it’s just that the silence that is expected after separations seems too simple and, to be honest, too cruel. It’s as though a breakup of any kind means that whatever existed before is now somehow erased from the mutual history of both partners, never to be acknowledged again — and that just feels ridiculous.
And saying that I miss you wouldn’t quite be the right term, either, though I know that admitting you still think of someone you used to love…
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