Sunday, 4 October 2009
I think we're going to be ok
There comes a time in every persons life when you need someone to hold your hand. My time came last night, when i was at the worst i had been for a long time. He offered me his hand and he gave me strength. He held me tightly and didn't say a word because that's all i needed a hug. At these times i just know that we are going to survive this crazy world, together forever.
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poetry of the damned
It's not fair.
I don't know who i am.
Why do i feel this way?
I'm never able to be myself. Not really.
There's always a piece locked away.
A secret i won't ever say.
A lie i'll never reveal.
I made a mistake. It cost me everything.
I'll never be the same again.
No one knows who i really am.
He thought he knew me, but he didn't.
She thought she saw me, but she didn't.
What they thought they knew and saw was a shadow of what was real.
Of what i really feel.
I'll never fit in. I'm an outsider. For that i thank God everyday!
Who wants to be cool when that includes getting drunk, smoking and screwing around?
But why does being an outsider have to be so hard?
I am different. More different than you know.
That's the point really... You will never know. Because i will never tell.
untitled
perseverance is what they say my strength is
They must be right
because i got hurt again tonight
Yet i'm still ready to love
Rebound is my second name
But not in the way you might think
I wish i could hate you
But i don't have the strength
One day my heart will not be able to hold on anymore
will not react to heartbreak with immunity
i think today is that day.
I miss having that. Don't ever let it go x
ReplyDeleteI promise i won't. You will have it again one day, i thought i'd never be where i am today. Wishes and dreams can come true! (Yes, i'm aware how lame that sounds but it's true.)
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