

DreamsHappiness unknown becomes known Breaking me open, leaving me susceptible to danger. Going in head first with my heart on my sleeve Ready for the coming blow, yet hoping it doesn’t come. Not wanting to fall anymore into my abyss of loneliness I pray to gods unknown for this happiness to last. Wanting just one more day, everyday to satisfy my thirst for her. Never wanting to wake from this perfect dream But knowing all too well what it is Just a dream…nothing else. This great joy is not real It can only be felt by the immortal And until I too am immortal I will just live inDreams


I Live for the NightI live for the night! Swallowing me daily Devouring my sins, making them right again. The night brings passion and you… Unaware of the seduction you bring and the longing you cause Engulfed in the flames we melt with desire Creating one body, one soul, one love. Embracing the moment of bliss we have created for ourselves,I Live for the Night
We forget the morning Where we, like creatures of the night Go back into hiding in the dark shadows Knowing all too well that light would destroy this illusion of eternity that we have
created for ourselves. Suck the life out of my soul Lea


BabyBaby I’ve never known, baby I’ll always love Dearly departed my life my blood Cleanse me, forgive me, help me to stayBaby
Forever faithful to this day I love you I’m sorry you’ll never see How much love you could have given me Please don’t hate me because I’m weak I’ll hate myself and never speak I’ll lock you up inside my tears And keep you forever eternally there You are my salvation my hope and friend But for you there is only the eternal end I am sorry that you won’t live to see Anything in this world to grieve I’ll grieve us both and never forget That


Random thoughtsFor some reason I can't get your face out of my head. It is there forever. An image of perfection clinging to my immortal heart. A love lost, never to be found again. Why do I cling to such memories? Nothing will ever come from it...only heartbreak...over and over. Every time I piece my heart together again I find it not to hold. It breaks into a million pieces more each time. I want this to be mine. Your heart to be mine. I only hold a piece though. The size of a grain of sand. You hold my whole heart. I want it back. I need it back. I need to move on. I can't find someone better, maybe someone equal? Just someone. I need tRandom thoughts


Untitled 8She forgot that I would wait forever, alive and flayed in A sunburned stance, mingling in running rays of light and Thunderhead dark on that beach, watching a far off end To heartbreak, writhing and retched in anguished silence.Untitled 8
So I waited, and when Forever came, he took one look at me, Saw the salt my tears had left in the sea, and said, “So abusive. Though once only to self, now to all. You are a selfish one to Have lived in only one dream.” And he passed me over in my vain.
She forgot that I would wait beyond forever, dead and broken in A fallen stance, frozen against all


NormandieI crave those days I spent with you, wandering in castles And admiring the sun drifting on shades of sea blue. The Wave melodies haunt me in my sleep and wakefulness. MyNormandie
Eyes see nothing but the smile I cherished as we played with our Feet in the sand of brown Northern shores in air clipped with chill.
In the drawbridge of Caen you jumped on my back and I carried You that short distance your mother’s glare allowed me. To
Feel you so close sent quivers of exhilaration down my body til I understood my desire of you could not know death and I surrendered All my excitement to your gui
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"If we are so impoverished that we have nothing to reveal but small talk, then we need to struggle for more richness of soul." Frank Laubach
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. . . "Beware, and be on your guard against every form of greed; for not {even} when one has an abundance does his life consist of his possessions."
-Jesus of Nazareth, Luke 12:15
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Some days it's just not worth chewing through the restraints...
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I find that alcohol, when taken in sufficient quantities, produces all the effects of drunkeness.
-Oscar Wilde
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Kas tu ? ... Kunas? ... Protas, o gal kas nors daugiau. Ar zinai, kas esi, ar tik tariesi zinas? Ir ar turi zinojimo esme.
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