I close my tear-filled eyes once more only to see the truth of this dark emptiness.
In the silence my beating heart assures me I'm still alive in this lonely darkness.
I look down at these shameful scars that burn deep as I remember all of the sinful pain.
All of the cuts open and blood pours over my body leaving me breathless and stained.
You are my death, the reason why I die everyday.
Still, quiet, and motionless I wait to die once more while hoping I'll be okay.
Your love has burned me into ashes that have blown away and are forever lost.
Lost in a frozen sea of abandonment and absorbed into a dark thin frost.
You are my disgrace
Broken
She touched her lips gently as she watched the snow fall softly to the ground.
She tried to pretend as if none of it was real, but her love was a burning reminder and was too profound.
She closed her eyes and remembered how his lips felt as they were pressed firmly against hers.
She opened her eyes in search of an explanation of why he was no longer there, but there were no answers.
All of the memories only bring her sorrow and tears that seem to stream constantly down her face.
Inside of a single teardrop holds memories that she could never replace.
She glanced at her hand, remembering how it looked when his used to always be t
Lost Souls
There are realms in this world that have not yet been discovered. Some are lost and unable to be found. Yet, some are secret and yet to be discovered. I, on the other hand, am another creation. Some would call me a ghost. Some would consider me to be a spirit. Others would say I'm a lost soul with unfinished business. I believe in myself to be Tom, just simply Tom.
I've been in a town known as, Daladen, for many years. I died here on October 13, 1981. I can still taste the blood inside my mouth. I can still sense the fear in my shaking body. I can still see the hurt in my moth
She's always there for me,
through the good times and the bad.
She puts a smile on my face when she knows I'm sad.
She makes me laugh when I'm in tears.
She's never told anyone my secrets or fears.
She always gives me the best advice.
She's truthful to me,
no matter what the truth may be.
She's funny, smart, pretty and fun to be around.
She always makes me feel better when I'm feeling down.
She is the greatest person of them all.
I don't know what I'd do without my best friend, Marissa Hall. :)
He's as beautiful as a rose, and as soft as a melody.
He's as alive as life itself and as sweet as honey.
His smile is like a warm summers day.
When I gaze into his yes it's like flying away.
Being with him is like being in an angles arms.
When he's near, I feel safe and unharmed.
His lips are as pure as a midnight fireplace in June.
His voice is as amazing as walking on the moon.
I would never hurt him, I'm sure,
because when I'm with him I've never felt more safe or secure.
When he's around I get this amazing feeling deep inside.
I try to hide my feelings, but there's nowhere for them to hide.
When he's near me, I realize, I see
His eyes are my cure for pain.
They're wild, free, and untamed.
When he's near, I can't help but stare deeply into them.
His eyes make me fall deeper in love with him.
His eyes are my every need, I could wish for nothing more.
I love that gentle, caring look he gives me that is so very pure.
Every time I stare into his eyes I get hypnotized.
I'm addicted to them, that I can't deny.
It's amazing that his eyes make me feel this way.
Every time I look into them, I can't look away.
It's so incredible, and so unreal.
I love the way his eyes make me feel.
His eyes make my soul complete, they're invincible.
They're my cur for agony, the
She grasps his hand tightly,
says never let me go.
He's already lost the fight,
yet she doesn't even know.
She says,"I'll never forget you.
I'll love you forever."
He says," I'll never forget and I'll always love you too.
Even if we can no longer be together."
She says,"Please don't go, don't leave me yet."
Her tear then hit his cheek.
She knew this would be a moment she'd never be able to forget.
Suddenly, the grip of his once so strong hand grew weak.
She leaned over, gave him one last kiss.
She thinks to herself, "No, this can't be the end."
She says," I must be dreaming, it can't end like this."
She cherished the little tim