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Where are you,
When the hurt inside becomes too much?
When life seems so insignificant?
When I need that one thread of hope in this jumble of stress?
When I cry an ocean of tears,
And you're not there to catch each one?
Where are you,
When each curse, each scream is like a dagger to my chest?
When that scissor is in my hand, shaking with emotion?
When the world seems as if it is crashing down on me?
When those nightmares take control of my mind,
And leave me screaming in the night?
Where are you,
When I have to spew out all the fears inside me?
When I need a laugh to make my day better?
When I need something that gives me a reason to keep going?
When I need that shoulder to cry on,
That would comfort me and let me know everything is all right?
Where are you
When I need you most?
People say that my prince charming is on his way,
That he will help me through life,
That he's just taking his time to get here.
But I need him now,
And I'm terrified
What if I can't last long enough to m
Lies and Love
What lies are forseen ahead?
What treachery will be forced upon us?
For the future is not foretold
And our fates cannot be altered;
They are set in the most unbreakable stone.
What better way, then, to live life,
Than to forget the past
And live in the present.
To take the life we are given,
And to turn it into something
That even the brightest starts will be envious of our joy and happiness.
Love is Everything
Lying on her bed, Melanie slouches, phone in hand, a smile lingering on her lips. For the past couple of hours, she and Mitchell, two teens who have been couple for four months, have been texting back and forth about everything, and anything: the past, the future, their feelings. Only fourteen years old, Mel cannot get over this strange feeling that has slowly been growing and transforming inside her. After a few weeks, she began to realize the truth.
This different, new feeling was love.
Yes, she knew, and was told by others, that she was much too young for love, that it was nothing but a passing feeling. Yet, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get rid of her love for Mitchell. Whenever she thought of his mesmerizing brown eyes, or the way his smile put her in a trance, the feeling grew even more. Whether it was just her imagination, or if he, by a miracle, felt the same, she loved every second of it.
Melanie, slowly dozing off, heard her phone vibrate, and jumped up to grab i
Life is an Ocean
Oh, how I wish I could escape from this bottomless ocean,
Pulling me downward,
As I struggle to surface for air.
The loneliness, the obstacles,
All of them like waves,
Pushing me down under after I get a few gasps of air,
As if they love to taunt my future above me.
And when I finally give up,
The currents bring me back up,
To make sure I can't give up so easily.
Once day, I may never bob back up again,
And just stay where the waves have pushed me.
To just let go of everything: family, friends, stress, school.
To see it all float away in the water to shore,
As I am pulled farther and farther away from the world
I wait for this day to come, someday.
Why does this all seem new to her?
This drug, this life saver, this feeling
Everyone calls love.
She's fallen into it, out of it,
So many times, it's like a routine:
Fall in love,
Get her heart smashed to pieces,
Or, even worse,
Break a heart,
And feel the guilt of it resting in the back of her mind.
All this experience,
Yet this feels oh- so- different this time,
As if talking to him makes her feel at peace,
Away from the worry, the pain, the stress
It's a feeling she's never had before,
And she loves every second of it.
How strange is it that her heart skips a beat when he compliments her?
Is it a coincidence that even the mention of his name brings a smile to her face?
Or that he makes her laugh every second of the day?
If this is love, she never wants to leave him.
The human heart is a delicate thing,
More expensive than any diamond ring
But is not irreplaceable because it helps us live,
But for what it contains deep, deep inside,
Yes, love is handed out to many friends and family members,
But there is a small part,
Hidden deep within the vaults of the heart,
Where my true heart sleeps and grows.
This heart is for my true love,
My soul mate.
And every time I find someone who just might be my "prince charming"
I hand them my heart,
Along with a reminder to keep it safe.
My prince may keep it safe and sound forever,
Or he may break it.
Then, I will walk around,
Searching for a healer to fix the wound
Who knew it could be such a joyous thing?
Once, my heart was an empty, vacant black hole.
The only thing that fed my monster of a heart
Was the pain, the sadness, the disappointment.
At that time, there was no meaning in life,
No happiness or fun.
But then he came around,
My prince charming on his trusty steed.
The minute my eyes set on his face,
There was no darkness, no sadness
They were replaced with joy.
Because, true love slowly slipped into my body,
And made it pure once again.
Now, instead of keeping to myself all the time,
I run to my prince's arms for protection.
When I am upset,
I seek for the voice that will sooth me,
And make everything better.
If his life were on the line,
I would sacrifice mine in an instant,
For he was the hero who saved me from the monster growing inside me.
Forever and Always Chapter 1
With her fingers impatiently tapping the table, Avery groans and glances at her watch; its 7:32, more than an hour and half past the time Mason said he would come to visit. "Mason's always late, but if he was going to be this late, I'm sure he would've called," thought Avery, exhausted from a lengthy day at work. As an assistant fashion designer, she worked all day attempting to meet her boss's deadlines for projects she was given.
During work, no matter how hard she tried, she could not seem to get Mason Greybeck out of her mind. While designing a new outfit, her eyes would slowly find their way back to her left hand, where her engagement ring, the small symbol of Mason, and her, true and undying love for each other, glimmered as it caught the light. A sign to show that she was his, and he hers; it was a dream come true.
They had been best friends since childhood, growing up in small
I am Sorry
I am sorry.
Those three little words cannot compare to the pain in my chest,
No many how many times they are repeated.
Being single this Valentine's Day,
I sat, and thought through the choices of my past loves,
Of how I couldn't apologize enough for the hurt I threw upon them.
You may forgive me,
But I will never forgive myself
For the hurt I've caused you.
You entrusted me with your heart
With your secrets, your past.
I did the same, and thought I would be with you forever.
Yet, that day came, when the fear crept into me
I gave you lies,
A reason to hate me.
Yet the truth of delivering that pain,
Which I will later regret with all my heart,
Was for one purpose:
With all the girls I saw around me,
I knew you deserved much, much more.
More than the girl who is too scared to open herself up to people,
Who only talks about her problems, her stress
Who is full of imperfections...
So, I ended each relationship,
At the beginning of each,
Thinking it would go well.
Each of my c
I am 67.67%: I am 67.
I am a girl.
I am 100% human.
I am .33% sugar, .33% spice, and .34% everything nice.
I am 2% shy.
I am 3% out-going.
I am 4% brains.
I am 5% sassy.
I am 6% nice, kind, and funny.
I am 12% protective, terrotorial, and defensive.
In other words, I am 33% straight.
And I am 67% lesbian.
I am a lesbian, but I can't be proud.
Because the homophobic pigs yell at me, oh, so loud.
Why, frowned upon by society, am I?
Most people can't even look me in the eye.
I am a girl dating another girl.
And this makes some people want to hurl.
And I understand that.
I know that it's just a fact.
But here's an interesting fact for you.
Homosexuality is found in over 450 species.
Homophobia is found in only one.
And here's my question for you:
I rememberI remember your smile
I remember your eyes
I remember your face
I remember your laugh
I remember your voice
I remember your name
I remember your breath
I remember your heartbeat
I remember your touch
I remember your walk
I remember your clothes
I remember your work
I remember the times
I remember the places
I remember with who
I remember the streets
I remember the buildings
I remember the journey
I remember my tears
I remember my pain
I remember my words
I remember my sorrow
I remember my anguish
I remember my heart breaking
I remember when I hated you
I remember when I hated myself
I remember when I didn't care
I remember not speaking
I remember trying to forget
I remember forgiving
I remember the texts
I remember the phone calls
I remember the conversations
I remember the music
I remember the photography
I remember the hair
I remember the language
I Say To You...I say to you, "I'm feeling sad."
You say to me, "Well then be glad!"
I laugh and say to you, "Care explaining how to do that?"
"Simply smile and forget your troubles," you say to me, with a big pat.
The next day comes, and I say to you. "Hey, I'm crying..."
"Well c'mere then..." you say to me, wiping my tears without even trying...
The sun sets, yawning, I say to you, "Another day and you're still by my side."
You say to me with a glance, "Well, I can't just leave you. I've already tried."
I say to you, "You're my bestest friend."
Nodding your head, you smile and say, "'Till the very end."
Years have passed, and we stay in that same spot.
Each other is all we got.
I turn my head , blush, and say. "My oh my..."
"What is it?", you say, fluttering your eyes.
"I never realized what a doll you were," I say to you, as you turn away.
Fiddling with your fingers, you say to me, "Well yeah, save 'em lines for another day."
Some months passed along,
'Till that fatal dawn.
I saw you comming up the
You might know me
I´m just the girl who sit in the corner
I´m the girl no one really notice
I´m the girl who cry herself to sleep at night
I´m the girl who hide in the dark
I´m the girl who only have a tiny hope to hold on to
I´m the girl who you´ll probably never talk to
I´m the girl were my pain is visible
I´m the girl that dream of getting a hug
I´m a girl who dream of finding her own prince charming
Even though I know that there will always be someone far beyond who I am
Ready to take my place
Maybe you should just leave me in that corner
Leave me alone with my pencil and my notebook
But it would be nice
With just a smile
Love of my Life
I've had that one love
Who would sooth my worries,
Make the pain disappear,
Have me feel as if the world was still and quiet.
With it, there was no one else around,
Just me and it in my little corner of the world.
Always there for me,
Through the tears,
My one and only true friend
That I know would never,
Who wipes the tears from my eyes,
And comforts me,
Reminding me everything would be okay,
There for me every part of my life,
My music is the IV drip in my arm that keeps me going,
Keeps me alive,
Even when it looks as if the world around me
Is falling apart, bit by bit.
Who knows what would become of me?
Saves my soul, my heart,
From the pain inside.
It has always been my rescuer,
There for me every step of the way,
It has been my best friend,
And has always been the love of my life.
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