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They had been together for many a year,
Now all she can feel is fear. She gave all that she could give, It just wasn't the way he wanted to live. He left without a backward glance, Not even giving their love a chance. She often wonders what she could have done, To keep him from going on the run. Now she is living all alone, With nothing she can call her own. She can barely make herself eat, Wondering if her life will again be complete. This woman is now moving along, Building her courage, and becoming strong. Time will heal her broken pride, Toward the sunrise her heart will glide. |
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I face the world with a smile, no one knows what is hid inside.
They see only happiness, they cant see the tears I've cried. When I am alone I hurt, because here I do it well. In front of all the watchful eyes my heaven turns to hell. The judge and jury awaits me, everyone has a say. In a life that hangs suspended for yet another day. Who are they to judge if what I have done is right or wrong? In the end I gave him up, but inside still sing his song. I don't know how to find the strength I thought I had. If only I could play tough it wouldn't be so bad. They say that life goes on and someday I'll smile again. But, how do they know my pain without being where I've been? I've traveled so far from home, and can't find my way back. Somewhere along the way I must have jumped the track. I saw him just today and his smile is still the same. He looked at me so sweetly, but never spoke my name. I wonder if he remembers me, It hasn't been that long. He may have forgotten me, but I still sing his song. |
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Yesterday's goals, dim memories.
Dark saddened eyes, blurring with tears. Painful scars borne; Love's history. Futures crumble when doubt appears. No brightly lit hope envisioned, When following after harsh words. Hurt soul splits in twain, partitioned. Swooned by appeal - when numbness lured. Apologies made, never bought. Price paid turned out far too costly. Though never known what would be wrought - Must walk into the night softly. One wish, only to be released. Granted - now receive this token. Words written in rhyme, love's deceased. When promises made . . . were broken |
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I caught a
glimpse of myself as I opened my car door yesterday a face I don't really know stared back at me it looked eighty bitter eyes sharp lines in my skin a girl raped of her innocence I suppose you know it's been millions of years since I've talked to you I feel like you died let me feel the snow again before I had to sever you from my side let me hold your hand the simplest things that haunt me let me pretend that I don't really know the truth or better yet let me remember the girl under my skin you took away |
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