Some people will
cover reflection of sadness
skilfully.
Some people will not.
Some people will
grab the pillow
shedding tears
where no one will see
the sadness that
wraps their hearts.
Some people want
a hug,
one long, friendly hug,
just to make the pain go away,
at least for a moment.
That moment will last
so long and will wipe
at least one tear,
that moment will not
go away.
Friends,
the ones who will
always be there for us,
the ones who will love us
for who we are,
they are our brightest stars,
our hope and luck.
They shine inside our eyes,
they are here when our
hearts are broken,
they are here to make sadness
go away,
they are here for us,
they are here,
our brightest stars.
~ To my dear friends:
Koki, Osiris, Sylvie, Ana and many other
princesses that deserve to be part of my life.
You are my brightest stars. ~ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
cover reflection of sadness
skilfully.
Some people will not.
Some people will
grab the pillow
shedding tears
where no one will see
the sadness that
wraps their hearts.
Some people want
a hug,
one long, friendly hug,
just to make the pain go away,
at least for a moment.
That moment will last
so long and will wipe
at least one tear,
that moment will not
go away.
Friends,
the ones who will
always be there for us,
the ones who will love us
for who we are,
they are our brightest stars,
our hope and luck.
They shine inside our eyes,
they are here when our
hearts are broken,
they are here to make sadness
go away,
they are here for us,
they are here,
our brightest stars.
~ To my dear friends:
Koki, Osiris, Sylvie, Ana and many other
princesses that deserve to be part of my life.
You are my brightest stars. ~ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Solitude,
Somewhere in my mind.
Where I can rest my head,
And let go of all the pain.
Back on my feet,
To make my place again.
Recharge my soul,
So I can live once more.
What happened to being a child?
When getting high meant too much sugar.
When breaking the rules was staying up past bedtime.
When saying "I love you",
Was only intended for your mom,
And the pressure of it never set upon you..
Looking up at the clouds,
I only see dark gray.
When they use to be white,
And full of life.
And I'd pick out shapes and smile.
Now it's dark.
Only dark,
And I feel I've lost my way.
"Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep,
If I should die before I wake..-"
Die? Before I wake..Sounds good to me.
Somewhere in my mind.
Where I can rest my head,
And let go of all the pain.
Back on my feet,
To make my place again.
Recharge my soul,
So I can live once more.
What happened to being a child?
When getting high meant too much sugar.
When breaking the rules was staying up past bedtime.
When saying "I love you",
Was only intended for your mom,
And the pressure of it never set upon you..
Looking up at the clouds,
I only see dark gray.
When they use to be white,
And full of life.
And I'd pick out shapes and smile.
Now it's dark.
Only dark,
And I feel I've lost my way.
"Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep,
If I should die before I wake..-"
Die? Before I wake..Sounds good to me.
i always thought, and i always knew
i would end up here with you
i was a restless wanderer on a distant path
you were a lonely dreamer with a broken laugh
i would go anywhere the road would lead
my hopes and dreams is all that i would need
i don't need a house or fancy cars
i would rather sleep underneath the stars
you didn't have much to call your own
but what a lovely smile on your face shown
you said your chance at love had past you by
i told I'm here so don't you cry
our lives were like the pieces of a broken heart
now that we're together what a life could start
there was magic in the air that night
everything was moving at the speed of light
you were like my Juliet and i your romeo
you love me i love you that's all i need to know
no longer will you dream of love that's true
no longer will i wander my search has led to you
Take this kiss upon the brow !
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream,
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone ?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand
How few ! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep while I weep!
O God ! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp ?
O God ! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave ?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream ?