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WantingWanting her here
Wanting her to be safe
wanting to know shes ok
wanting to know she can be here in my arms
wanting to have the life i know we can have together
Wanting so many things
wanting to just be able to see her
wanting the pain to go away
wanting to kiss her gently and tell her its ok
wanting to take her forget the world and know everything is ok
What is loveWhat is love?
Love is different for everyone
My love is that feeling i get when we gently brush by each other
My love is that feeling i get in the pit of my stomach when i hear her soft gentle voice flowing on the winds to my ears
My love is that butterfly feeling i get when i lock eyes with her perfect sparkling hazel eyes
My love is that feeling i get that tells me she is the one
My love is that feeling that tells me she is the one i want and need to be with
My love is the person i'm with right now
My love is the person who i want to see
My love is the person who i want to cuddle with on a dark winter night with thick blankets and warm pajamas and kiss her gently and fall asleep with her in my arms
My love is the best girl in the world
My love is the girl i never want to lose
My love is the girl my hear belongs to
My love is you baby girl
My love is Darion Rose
My love is you
Please never forget that
Please dont let go
Please never let go
I need you to much
Please i love you...
Little Girl"shhhhhhhhhh i hear little feet"
"momma dadda momma dadda?"
I go over to the door and open it
"yes baby girl?" i say as look down to see her little hazel eyes staring back at me
"uppy uppy dadda"
I scoop up little rosey and give her a big kiss on her cheek
She giggles and says yucky dadda yucky
I smile and say "what is baby girl?"
She says "your kisses i only like mommma kisses i only like momma kisses."
i say i see how it is and i lay her on the bed and she scrambles over to you
She climbs up and hides in your chest saying "momma warm momma warm"
You look at me and say "See i told you she clings to me like a cat!"
I say "hey its adorable. Shes our little cutie pie and if she wants to cling she can."
You smile and rub her little back
I turn on cartoons and she says "yay" as she turns her head to watch the tv
i come and lay next to you
we plop her down between us and i put my arm around you
you wrest your head in my shoulder and i kiss the top of your head
Little rosey sta
yes its there
there are some things i wish i haven't done
but can i change that no
would i change it if i could maybe
I'm proud of the decisions I've made
I'm happy with them
so why cant you just be happy with it
i don't go judging your decision
i don't go telling you what to do
so what gives you the right to tell me that
maybe one day you'll regret that
even if there are some things i do regret
it was my decision
so back up
Da Da Da Da DaaaMental break down after mental break down
They all lead to insanity
Da da da da da da
You know you never really notice the world till you go insane
Everything so clear
Its so clear once you go insane
Da da da da da da
Oh look a cliff bye
Heart BreaksA common thing in a teenagers life
But what makes a teenage heart break really bad is this
when your in a relationship
and you gave up everything for them to make them happy
didn't go out past a certain time for them
gave up your "v-card" to that one person
did everything for your first time with them
was your first actual shall we say person
who you actually cared about
and they took all those great memories away
just like that
that is what makes a teenage heart break really bad
if you didn't have to go threw it
you are lucky
just hope it never happens to you if you are young
Hide It Mask ItHide the pain
Mask the pain
Try every possible way to hide it
just so the people around you don't think your weak
just so you don't ruin everyones "good" time
I'm sick of hiding my pain
It's been boiling up for to long
It's time to make it known...
Stand outYou are only a kid once
If you want to make something of yourself
Now if the time to do it
Now if the time to make you who you want to be
If you want to be known
Do something no one will forget
Since you only get one chance
Make it big
Make it special
Make it you
Out ThereLaying in my yard
Looking at all the bright stars in the sky
Thinking of things yet to be seen
Thinking of things yet to be discovered
Thinking that i could be the one to discover them
I lay there trying to make a decision
when i finally reached it i decided this
I don't want to study the earths atmosphere
I want to go farther
I want to go to the deep unknowns of our galaxy or even another galaxy
I want to see things few people have ever seen before
That's what i want
You're worth so much moreShe was the type
to cut her wrists,
and then swallow the
because looking at what
was even harder
but I want to tell her
to let the emotions
p i l
out of her mouth,
instead of her
and that I'll gladly
let the words slice me,
if it means
I Tear My Skin AwayI Tear My Skin Away
I tear this skin from my body,
Even if the world screams,
That I am only an illusion.
I tear the bones from my legs,
Through pain, I will grow,
Through suffering, I will become.
I rip the muscles from my arms,
These teeth from my jaws...
And with nothing upon me,
I carry on...
Like a broken puppet, still shivering,
Still forcing its way through the darkness;
I tremble for I am nothing...
And yet, I am moving. My voice still screams...
I draw breath into these tired lungs,
As I rip the flesh away...
And I shatter these mirrors before me,
With a voice that will not break:
Because the world cannot label me as nothing,
And I will live for my own sake!
"So tell me, is that all the pain you've got for me?"
A note for people who need a kind wordJust a note,
For anyone who has felt,
Like they have been broken.
Just like an old toy.
Thrown and tossed around like a rag doll.
To anyone who feels,
They re tearing at their seams.
And they re losing all control.
A note to the little girl,
And waited for her mother.
Or her father.
To come back home,
To keep her safe,
While she cried.
Or to at least of said goodbye.
And wishes they d come back and tell her,
A note to the lonely boy.
So quiet and reserved.
Who sits and takes their cruel words.
Thinking it s what he deserved.
To be thrown into lockers,
And thinking he can find something better,
With the company of a razor,
Rather than a human.
Because humans have caused him more hurt,
Than the blades that pierce his skin.
A note to the beautiful girls.
Who walk for miles,
Until they have blisters on their feet.
Because they will not accept the defeat,
Of having to see numbers,
That tell them they are not worthy.
They are not pretty.
And they should not be living.
If they c
You're beautifulPlease eat.
Are you listening to me?
If you are,
I want to tell you.
You re beautiful.
It doesn't matter what you weigh,
you shouldn't feel guilty about what you ate.
It doesn't matter,
I promise you things will get better.
Listen to my words,
Hold my hand.
Don't worry about the rest of the world,
It's okay if they don't understand,
How it feels like,
To feel fat,
To feel ugly,
To feel worthless.
You are none of those things.
It s okay to be chubby,
It s okay to be skinny.
Because you have a big heart.
And your smile,
Is like a priceless work of art.
And I don't want to see you destroy,
Because you're more than just a broken toy.
And to everyone else,
So for once let yourself be,
Accept your reflection.
Because you are the definition of perfection.
So don't worry,
Don't be sorry,
To be who you are.
Because you re,
notes on a matchbook love.if I were the type
to say how I really felt,
I'd tell you that
I hope you choke on your apologies
like they're arsenic
and your nails are already
with the poison.
I'd let you know
that I'll never be a body
for you to touch
just because I know that's all you want.
I'll never be a fairy in a bottle
at your waist.
this is no storybook, and
I am no myth.
hear my silence,
feel the cold absence
respond to your weak "I'm sorry"s.
I beg you,
stop digging the hole,
stop, just stop.
Hush and watch the flames
engulf the image you sold me.
you can tell me
I'm beautiful as much
as you want,
but I know that it's not enough,
that you'll always want more,
that you've been a wolf
between my legs all this time
and my fingers are bruised
from holding the leash.
now every time you whisper
"please be okay",
I will always tell you that
I'm fine, I'm fine, I'm fine.
I will forever pretend
that I've grown up from you,
that I've become a mystery
What is Hope?Hope is something we have as children,
It helps us thrive and try our hardest.
Hope is what we express in the worst of times
When all hope seems lost.
Hope is what people possess in life
To work toward our dreams.
Hope is a lie
That's not worth our time.
AnxietyAnxiety tapping on my door,
"Can I come inside your head?"
I shiver, not ready for its visit.
It charges in, smelling of worry.
Spends a morning, afternoon and night,
playing with my emotions.
A marionette dancing its old tune on rough strings.
Leaves me winded and praying to beat it the next time.
I Know You're Strong, Let's Be Stronger TogetherI Know You're Strong, Let's Be Stronger Together
if i’m being completely honest,
i can’t say i know what you’re goin’ through.
and if i’m being frank,
i’m sort of afraid to write this
because i’ve always been unsure
if i love too much but it’s my nature
and i’d rather lose by trying too hard
than to do so without doing enough.
i hope you’re asleep now
and i hope you don’t read this
till the morning and i hope by then
things will be a little lighter
but i’m hoping against hope
because if you don’t know,
i feel when things are off.
call it intuition, call it a feelin’,
say i just know it.
my friend, my door is always open
even when you’re feeling closed
off to the world and right there,
i can understand that feeling well,
because i still feel we relate to one another
better than most brothers understand their sisters.
know i look at you as a sibling
and i believe we know when the other
I miss youYou are a ghost in my head
Living, yet you haunt my thoughts today
To speak your name
Would be to desecrate this space
Where you are, I should not care to know
But you are a never-healing wound
An unfulfilled promise
A chance to do no wrong
My memories burn with your taste, your touch, your smell
Who have I become?
Too long have the years been to me
To find myself wishing for the crossroads
For the chance to say no, one more time.
one tearone tear is all it takes
one tear is all it takes to make me want to cry
one tear on your soft cheek makes me want to hurt whoever hurt you
i see that one tear
i wipe it away
im more worried about you baby
when your crying dont worry about me
im here to help you
dont worry about how i feel
i want to help you and thats all i care about
one tear makes me go into protective and depressed mode at the same time
sorry if im sad cause your sad but thats just how much i care baby
i love you and i dont want you hurting anymore
one tear is all it takes
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