Facing ForwardThey don't know who I amThey don't know what I've gone through And even when it hurts And even when there is pain I wonder ifIf They could Survive the sameTheir words may stingAnd Their laughter may Make me Cry But there's no way thatI'm going to let Life pass me by And people may talk And they might judge But it's who I am Who I was meant to beAnd nothing Could ever take that away From me
I'm sorryWhen you tore my heart outAnd threw it to the groundMirthful eyesThat laughed at meI reached outTo touch youTo apologizeAnd you shatteredI know why tooIt's because you wereAshamedAfraidEmbarrassedAnxiousAnd you thought thatIf you acceptedMy handThen everything would crashBut as it turns outYou were wrongBecause when I reached outAnd you rejected meYou brokeAll on your ownI pick upYour piecesWith remorseNow I'll have toBuy a new mirror
Chills Skeleton fingersDancing upAnd downMy spineA tinglingOf premonitionAn inklingOf devastationThis fearI haveDeep insideIs manifestedIn theseChills
unusedEmotionI was an unused emotionA little while agoIt was a bit lonelyAll the other emotionsBecoming friendsAs they were used moreAnd moreOftenBut now I can seeThat they mustHave had some sort ofPainBecauseI became a used emotionAnd nowAnd nowNow I am aNow I am aABroken emotion
VoidThere's a word for what I'm feeling I could be poetic I could be romantic I could be dramatic But I won't Because this sort of feeling doesn't deserve fancy wordsIt deserves hard, merciless thoughts Feelings, opinions, emotions that would make you scream I look around and I see blurs and blurs Colors swirling about I hear noises that eventually dim to a low background humEverything is unfocused ExceptThe exit sign I stare at itNo comprehension I feel nothing I just look at itWhile everything around me breathes with life It glowsBolder and bolder it taunts meEscape it says, escape But I can't bring myself to move my feetI can't bring myself to run awayI'm not ready to face the worldI'm not strong enough to leave itThere's a word for what I'm feeling Empty
Subdued ExistenceIt's invisible, but I can hear the ticking of the clockIt's impossible, but I can feel it down my spineTick tock, tick tock, tick tockWhen oh when, will sleep be mine?Sandman comeWrap me up with cloaked mysteryStartling adventure, seducing madness, honeyed romanceEmbrace me with your dreamsNightmares attack with all your mightBrutally vicious and frightfully meanFull of fear and thrillsEmbrace the dark, no defense, no fightOh woe is me, just let my eyes closeLet me be seduced by the UnderworldSucked into the black, black nightJust let my eyes closeSleep overcome meOld friend, visit for teaShake my hand and kiss meWith your stealthy lips filled with foreverLike Sleeping Beauty let me lieUnmoving and painfully deadA tragic romance, let me dieOn a soft pillow, let me lay my headBut alas and woeMy pleas remain unheardAdvil PM, down they goNow to bed I go, shhh not another word
I'm so sorryInelegant clankingShiver inducing coldSwollen contraptionSlithering aroundEnvelopingConstrictingMy heartYour chainsUnbreakable, not of metalNoNot metalBut of memoriesAnd hopeAnd loveAnd happinessHand holdingFirst kissesTender hugsSweet caressesShy complimentsYour chainsTrap my heartWith your poison smilesMy acidic heartYour burning eyesI broke those chainsI broke those chainsI broke themAnd the only thing left of themAre crystallized fragments ofHurtPainRemorseRegretYouMeI'm so sorry
LoveLet me loveLike the choice is mineDon't choose my pathIt's destined by the one aboveDon't tell me yes or noJust encourage me along the wayDon't say stopSay goHelp me to think and beBut don't try to influence who I amDon't try to correct my pathJust let me be meYou know I love you soYou know I always willYou know I mean foreverYou knowYet you still control my lifeEvery day the same old dealDarling you're driving me insaneDepressed enough to take that knifeThank you for attendingPlease enjoy the appetizersEveryone is happyEven in the coffin, I am smiling
The VowsWe stood at the altarIn the fresh aesthetics of springYou took my hand in yoursAnd slid on that fateful ringI wore a fair dressClothed in a flurry of whiteThe poison smileOn my wedding, the only blightSo beautiful it wasMy dress stained redOur passion unbiddenI took off your headWe promised loveTill death do us partAnd it shallFor your head, take my heartMy dear, my darlingForget me notHonor our righteous vowsAnd love me till I rotBlissfully contentWe vowed foreverLet my loveBury us together
Purpose.Purpose.What would a story be?If there was no one there to read it.What would dreams be?If there was no one there to conceive it.What would a picture be?If there was no one there to see it.What would a secret be?If there was no one there to keep it.What would love be?If there was no one there to feel it.What would a song be?If there was no one there to sing it.What would the truth be?If there was no one there to admit it.What would advice be?If there was no one there to give it.What would life be?If there was no one there to live it.Kela Lewis-Morin
If I had to sayIf I had to say what I amI'd say I'm a mimicI sit in the shadows and learnSo that I can learn how to be staticIf I had to say how I amI'd say that I'm like everybodyOutside I follow like a sheepBut inside I'm cultivating meIf I had to say who I amI'd say that I'm a personLike anyone else I have thoughts and feelingsI'm just a different versionSo if I had to paraphrase myselfI guess I wouldn't say anythingBecause the only way you'd ever knowIs if you came up and started talking
The Avengers - Shorter, part 1 and 2Shorter"Put me down, Steve.""Hey, I was just trying to help you..""Dammit, put me down before someone sees it!!"Tony was a bit shorter than Steve is. Just a few inches. Two or three maybe. Tony was the dominant side of this relationship, so he didn't like that being pointed out. Not that his height mattered to Steve.Tony was at his workshop. He tried to take off the wrench from a higher shelf. He stood up on his toes, reaching out with his hand but it still was too high. Before he could to the reasonable thing, which was sending one of his bots to do it for him, Steve stood up from his place and Tony felt a pair of two strong hands on his hips lifting him up. Tony wasn't some scrawny teen, he was an adult, muscled man, but still it was no problem for the super soldier to lift him up. Tony's face was blank at first. Then it turned into a deep shade of red, a mix of embarrassment and anger. He quickly snatched the wrench, demanding in a low voice to put him
The Avengers - Hidden talents - SteveTony shifted in his sleep uncomfortably. A beam of sunlight was flashing directly on his face. He lazily opened his eyes. The blinds were up. It must have been Steve. He turned around on the bed, facing the side of the bed where the blonde usually slept. Yep, he was gone. He hear a low sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom.Tony placed his hand on the creased sheets, sliding it up and down as looking for a familiar shape. He grunted, shutting his eyes. He was still sleepy. As his hand slid up he felt something under his fingers. He half-opened one of his eyes. He was looking at a blue covered notebook. Tony sat up, crossing his legs, one hand holding the rectangular object, other one scratching the back of his head. He lift up the notebook to his eyes, as examining it. It wasn't his."Heey, Steeve..." he drawled the words, his voice still raspy from sleep.Tony heard the bathroom door open. Steve took a step out of the room, wiping his face with a towel. He was freshly shaved
Fix YouTony stared at the floor, hands hanging limp in his lap. His expression was dull and mainly blank. But if you looked close enough, you could see the sadness. He ignored the growing darkness in the room, and just sat there on the floor. What was the point in moving? What was the point in eating? What was the point? Tony stared at the carpet, eyes wavering in and out of focus. Everyone expected so much from him. Everyone expected him to be the top notch, cocky, rich and cheerful Tony Stark!Well, what if he didn't want to be that?He felt his chest shake with every breath. He shut his eyes, ignoring the darkness. What was wrong with embracing the darkness for a bit? He liked the solitude. He liked the emptiness. He liked being left alone.He should really stop lying to himself.Tony hated this. He mostly hated himself, to be honest. Sometimes he just wanted to stop moving and just stop. End it right then and there. Sometimes he just didn't feel like moving on. And he's felt like t
PendulumThe pendulum swingsback and forth,back and forth,the pendulum swingsClick click clickthe clock counts forwardsimple five note tunethe hands striking forwardThe pendulum swingsback and forth,back and forth,gently hitting the sidesMidnight tolls the tuneOpheliac dreams capture allchanting in time withclick and clack of the tolling clockThe pendulum swingsback and forth,back and forth,the pendulum swingsfantasy imagessandstorm desolationloveless fixationhopeless beingsThe pendulum swingsback and forth,back and forth,the pendulum swingsBreathless awakeningring and chime of tolling clockrising bodies of sleepless thoughtschilling bones.The pendulum swingsback and forth,back and forth,the pendulum swings
HurtEvery time I look at you,See your picture on my screen,I get mixed emotions.Tears of joyAnd of sorrowAll rising to the surface.I'm filled with a profound happiness,Your shining eyes looking at meWith a smile that penetrates my soul.Yet it hurts to look at you.Always wishing you could be here,Always trying to forget,Because it's easier that way;It's easier to forgetThan to remember the few moments of euphoria I had with you,Followed by the years of loneliness.But I know I can't let myself forget,What would that say about me?I close my eyes now,Trying to avoid looking,As if by looking at youYou could see me,See the thing that I've become.I don't want to hurt you,But hurt is all I have left.I'm sorry.
In The Arms Of An AngelI never thought that I'd be hereHow did it ever end up this wayBut if you really have to leaveIf this is how it has to beThen there’s only one thing I can sayFly now in the arms of an angelThere’s no need to pretendSleep now in the arms of an angelOne day I’ll see you againI never knew how it could hurtA song that won’t be heardI stand beneath the stars and wonder whyI wish and hope and prayThat I could find a wayTo hold you one last time and say goodbyeGo now in the arms of an angelI promise I’ll be okaySleep now in the arms of an angelI’ll see you again one dayWho could have known this is how it would beI never thought that you’d leave me like thisLet my heart be brokenLet my tears run dryIf I could just hold you one last time...Fly now in the arms of an angelIt’s hard but I have to trySleep now in the arms of an angelI love you, my dearGoodbye
Secret WordsI know you need help.It's so plain to see.Please don't hurt yourself.You can count on me.I'll hold you when it's tough,wrap you up tight.I know life is rough,but I'll be your light.I love you, I do.You're everything to me.you don't believe it's true,but I want to set you free.I'll be your rockwhen all your strength is gone.I'll be your lockwhen everythings gone wrong.So please don't cry,my love, my life.I know you want to die,but I'll help you through the strife.Because I'll be there to catch youwhen everything falls apart.I love you, it's so true,with all of my heart.
RelationA relationship is like a bookIt starts off emptyAnd is filled with their storiesBut lover's burning passionIgnites the bookBurning each page one by oneAnd it is up to the pairTo either write more storiesOr be consumed
*Ideas we set in inkDo not mirror reality.No matter how hard we think,Our words are not actuality.In writing, all that one can doIs wish upon an asteriskAnd hope that wish comes true.
I love youThrough the goodness that we knowThrough the cold and bitter snowEven if this world will turn us insaneNo matter how much painWe will leave behind the problems of the pastFacing the future at a long lastNew problems will surely ariseBut when I look at your pretty eyesThat's the moment when I just knowTogether we will always pull throughBecause I love you
Silent BoyThere once was a child,Who never spoke a word.He never changed his face,Never cried when he got hurt.Those dearest to him stood away,They didn't know what to do.And since they treated him in silence,Silence became the only thing he knew.As the years passed and he grewHe still remained the same,Never speaking to anyoneAnd for that, no one ever came.He was always picked on,Someone always had something to say;Either 'you are dead inside',Or 'your life is wasted away'.Through all the insults, the words,The bruises, and the pain,He tolerated it all, turned away,He remained silent, he never changed.His life kept getting worse.He was no longer shown love,He was just another silent boyWho only deserved another shove.No one ever showed sympathy.No one saw that he was torn.No one ever saw him as a person.To them, he wasn't even born.But he did learn how to feel,The dormant feelings finally awoke.The agony he felt towards their words,The pain from the hits and words
Never Bow Down. (Failure In Denial)Your poisoned words are your weapon of choice,Paralyzing me with just the sound of your voice.Whispering your lies and getting under my skin,But I can see right through you 'cause you're so paper thin!Are you really so heartless?Behind your lies is there any truth?Can you tell I don't want this!?I will never bow down to you!You say across my skin is where my short comings compile,And that my scars remind you I'm a failure in denial!No matter what you've always had the upper hand,Holding me under for reasons none understand!GOD DAMN!!Are you really so heartless?Behind your lies is there any truth?Can you tell I don't want this!?And that I'll never Bow Down
My LoveI love you...Your broken mess,Your heartlessnessYour selfish might,Your bitter lightYour broken hope,Your suicidal ropeYour dried up tears,Your painful yearsYour endless struggles,Your loveless cuddlesYour numbing emotion,Your lack of devotion...I love you.Despite it all.
Trust me.Are you okay?Ahah. Yes I am. I'm just tired.Tired of? Come on, talk to me.Sigh. You don't want to know.Yes, yes I do. I care about you. What's the problem?Trust me. You don't want to know.Try me.Fine. I drag it again and again everyday on my back.It attacks me,Sometimes once a month,Sometimes once in a week,Sometimes once a day.It ushers me,To be braver than I am,To do more than I possibly ever could.And I'm okay with that, sometimes, even glad.I feed it, I tend to it, I nurture "it's" ways, and give in all the time.It requires too much of me, for the only way to feed it is through my blood and tears, for that is what it requires to bloom. The worst part of it I hear you ask?I don't even try to stop it.You see, It leaves these marks, these straight lines, about five tones darker than my actual skin colour, and they happen to love my ankles. What? What are you trying to tell me?What the hell do you think?I cut.
Monday Night Sabotagei've seen the vowels andconsonants battle upon your tongue,a tongue-tied smile i kissed forbreakfast every 10'o clock weekday.i've seen you regurgitate my loveonto Monday night prostitutes,those splintered, bloody lipssmearing disease all over myunconscious body,and your investigative eyes,cooking my innocence untilyou tasted adultery, buti wanted to see thecontinents come together again,so that you have no whereto run.I want you breathless by the time i find you.
They They hateWho I amThey loveWho I'm notThey wantWhat's not thereThey scornWhat is existingThey killWhat is left