Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Fate

I hear the bombs far away.
Will they put my worry at bay?

I have been forced into suffer and hurt.
Behind this fence,
The one I hate,
But also the one that holds my fate.

My body is covered in blood.
From all the beating and suffering,
I have endured this month.

They treat me this way everyday.
Because of my religion,
Because I was born this way.

They only care for themselves.
They aren’t really fair.

They do this to us,
Because we’re different.

We don’t hold grudges
For people who don’t see
The same things you and I do

We don’t judge
We don’t hate,
We simply believe in a thing called fate…

Sunday, October 23, 2011

innocence

A innocent newborn child was born,
Into a loud and crazy life.
With her Dad's first look it was sworn,
That she would be a good wife.

Growing up with innocence,
Surprising everyone with her brilliance.
And with that innocence , she found the man of her dreams.
But there love ripped her at the seams.

With a diamond ring,
On her left finger, she never thought what it might bring.
A match made from above,
With every kiss and hug, made them both fall deeper in love.

Every morning and night,
They both put up a fight.
And every day she covered her self,
With makeup and his wealth.

But, makeup is only skin deep,
And even the softest touch on purple marks made her weep.
But one day ,she got tired of it all,
And she made one final call.

After the conversation was through,
She knew exactly what she had to do.
She put on her last smile of beauty,
And goes and does her unwanted duty.

Now she is an angel, like her name.
And no one she knew would ever be the same.
Now she is back to being pure and innocent,
but her last words spoken in that last call were brilliant.

Dad, I love and think about you
I want you to know I always do.
But my life didn’t fall into place,
But I finally found my saving grace.

I cry myself to sleep nightly,
All because my scars are unsightly.
The boy I thought I loved, hit me.
And I think he did it just out of glee.

I'm calling you to say, that I might have been the angel of the family
But I cant finish out the wish of the family.
I have been torn, like a page out of a book.
If you just turn around and took a second look.

You would see all these scars, that cover my arms,
Were released by a broken heart.
All these bruises on my face,
Will take me to a safer place.

I'm leaving for my safe haven tomorrow,
And I didn't want to leave you in sorrow.
So if you are wondering why,
This is my last goodbye.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

who do you see?

If you were to look me in the eyes who would you see?

Would you see a little girl with lots of hopes and dreams,
Or would you see a teenage girl who because of her family her heart is ripped at the seams?

Would you see the old me, a baby girl full of bliss,?
Or me now, a hidden emotional teenager waiting for her first real kiss?

If you looked at this “beautiful” smile of mine, what would you see?

A little girl who caught her first butterfly?
Or the pain which underlie?

Would you see a baby saying her first word?
Or a teen who is tired of hearing she absurd?

If you were to look at this curvy body, who would you see in me?

A little girl with scrapes from falling off her bike?
Or a teen with her heart pierced with a spike…

Would you see these blue and black stains?
From shaking and rattling these steel chains…

Would you see these fading light scars,
That the pain barely last longer than shooting stars?

On the outside I maybe a graceful young lady,
But inside my heart I’m a little shady…

I fall way to easily in love,
I never think I will rise above.

All this heartache and pain,
That have made my heart slain.

I cry for help,
Does it come over as something more than a yelp?

Do you see the real me?
Or the old me?

A baby girl?
Or a broken teen?

Friday, January 14, 2011

Broken Angel

I’m tired of fighting.
I’m tired of screaming.
I want to make up.
I want to love you.
But I can’t, because you don’t love me.
I had always dreamed of the day of meeting you.
My Prince Charming.
But I guess, wishes on stars don’t come true.
My heart was held together by frayed thread.
But it is now shattered again.
I guess I am an angel again.
With a broken heart, and crimson scars covering my arms and legs.
I wanna grow my wings and fly far, far away from all this pain.
Pain from heartbreak, Pain from lies, Pain from love.
As I feel like a knife is stabbing my heart.
Going in and out, cutting my heart and soul away.
Away from friends, away from family.
I used to wear white and smile.
But know all that I do is wear black and cry.
Why did you do this to me?
Why did I ever fall for you like this?
I realized that razors have become my best friend again.
The only reason they were put away was because you made me.
So, please tell me how I can cope with all this pain now.
Tell me how?
I need help with all this pain.
I just wanna know how I got to this point and how to get out of it.

Missing us

What would you do if I told you, you were my hero?
What would you do if I told you, that you were my savior?
You were the reason I stopped cutting.
You were the reason I quit crying myself to sleep nightly.
You knew how to make me feel better with a few words.
You knew how to make me simply smile.
You opened my heart to love.
You opened my social shell.
I never felt like this before.
I never want this felling to end.
But there is one issue, were just friends.

Nothing else,
Nothing more.
Those words made my heart hit the floor.
Those lies made me cry.
Everytime I close my eyes, I see you darling face.
Everytime I hear your voice, I sends me to a safer place.
I never thought you would see me cry.
I never thought that our love would die.
Where did I go wrong?
Where did our love go?

I want the old us back.
I want to feel love again Please tell me how we got here.
Please tell me where I can find the old us?
Leaving is the last thing I wanted.
Leaving was never gonna happen.
But I guess we all surprise each other sometimes
But we never want to do it.

Can we go back to the good days?
Can we please go back?
Back to when we fought it was fixed with a kiss.
Back to where love explained our life, not hell.
Dreams became truth while we were together.
Dreams shattered as the door was slammed.

This is final time im gonna ask….
Can we start off new again?
I miss you smile.
I miss your laugh
I miss all our kisses
I miss all our hugs.
I miss us