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Pain searing like a hot lance Coursing through my veins Is this some wicked chance? My happiness is now my bane I see the pain in their eyes I want to make it stop It hurts me every time she cries This world is spinning like a top It hurts us when you don't let us in You're causing more pain than you're in That smile never reaches your eyes You keep your feelings locked inside You say to us you love us so If that's true,why let go? You think your pain,no one knows Hate to tell you,it shows Please stop it You're slowly killing us Can't you see it? You're only sealing us

I've needed few thing in life I need love,warmth,and laughter Freedom from strife I dream of you,in the everafter I risk it all today My future depends on what we say Don't break my heart,leave it in two Don't leave me here,I need you I see the pain in your eyes No on knows your pain inside I want to take your pain There's so much to lose,so much to gain You won't let me in How can I finish what I began Your shell is breaking piece by broken piece You go on "alone" seeking peace I want to be that giver of peace I want to be that bringer of hope I need to have that everlasting peace I still have hope

This is crazy I'm in the middle My insight is turning hazy Sometimes I feel little Can't you guys see You're ripping me apart I try to be me It's really hurting my heart Please stop this It's tearing me down Go to some place of bliss I slowly fall without a sound You say you have to fall to get up That's just not fair That's basically just giving up He never left me standing there You tell me he hurt you,broke you,used you I think he loves you,needs you,pulls you Please don't I won't Not anymore

If I want to be If I wanted to fly You'd give me wings so I could try If I wanted to run Run far away You'd hold me close and beg me to stay You gave it your all Now you're gone I need you here It feels so wrong I still see your face It haunts my dreams I see your life It goes before me You left me All alone I miss you now Is it time to come home I need you...

Kira sits in darkness,locked in a struggle of power.She wrestles with her emotions.Hate,fury,despair,agony,forlorn,loneliness,pain overcoming,throwing her down.She struggles to get up,knowing people need her.She falls again,too burdened to stand.She takes others' pain and makes it her own.She tries to make it alone.Never knowing who will care.Never knowing who'll be there.They say they care,but do they really?She refuses to wear all things frilly.Some laugh at her,look at her weird.Too bad they don't understand.Kira loves Aoden more than anyone.He can't even begin to comprehend it.She would love to help him.He refuses to let her.She hates to

"Life isn't fair". Boy whoever said that was right. It isn't. But you never honestly realize how much, until you're forced to come between two of the greatest people you've ever known. I'm not sure when it all started. Maybe the beginning of the year. All I know is that Nik and Robi met each other one time during a band thingy. Anyway, they got to be pretty good friends. It made me mad continuously about how the people in band were treating Robi. Nobody should be treated like that. I've known Robi for about 3 years now. I love her more than anybody. She's closer to me than any sister I could've ever had. So, it's understandable that I got mad

Today was a good day.I guess.There was no school,so I really had nothing better to do than be a slacker all day.(No pun intended.)I slept off and on,talked to some people,and basically just took it easy today.It all started when I woke up from a dream.I had this crazy dream.I was in my room,but in my living room at the same time.(Don't ask me how!)But,I was there with Arry, Robi, Kaytee, Midget, Brett, and Nik.I have no clue why we were all there,but we were.Anyway,I decided to go to the kitchen to get a drink.Robi and Nik went with me.We kinda stood there and talked for a few minutes.We went back to my room/living room,and Kaytee and Brett w

Reality has become a dream to me I open my eyes,still I can not see I look inside,wanting something real What is this now?How can I feel? I can't concentrate,I stare into space All that appears is your sweet face My heart is breaking more every day I look at you,I have nothing to say I see,I realize this can't go on I give up Is that so wrong? I'm still looking up I see you,looking happy Well I'm not Maybe I'm just sappy? So beings the onset of rot I might have this all straight in my head When I think of it now,I should be dead Forget whatever I've said Sometimes truly,I wish I was dead Will you remember anything I've sai

I look in your eyes,I see no tears I see no thoughts I see no fears I look to the sky I see no answers Nothing comes that I try to find I look to him I see his pain He knows my thoughts,he is my bane I look to God I see his smile He has eyes for beauty,making mile after mile I look to myself I see my life To come so far,only to go back to strife I keep looking up

I had to deal with a hard thing today.A birthday.Normally,they're happy occasions where you celebrate another year of life with a certain person.What about if that person is no longer here?Then,it turns that happy day into a somber occasion.The thoughts that run through the family's minds consists of memories.Memories can usually be good.If the wound is fresh,memories can be extremely bad.Josh would've been 20 years old today.Except for the fact that God called him and Heather home a little under 2 years ago.I question God about that sometimes.I then realize that questioning God is a sign of being human...and not having enough insight to real

And we sit here writing l-o-v-e with our names watching it all wash away with the flowing of the tide Waiting a moment for the sand to dry And writing it again

.. last night I made a man out of pillows and forgotten fragments of clothes we'd pushed into my drawers. I held my pillow-man's hand and made sure he wasn't too warm because it is summer; I'm on the second floor; and that was always your biggest complaint. this morning I tried to shower but would turn off the water and run like a soapy dog, complete with loyal tail wagging, to the door thinking you'd come knocking. You hadn't. tomorrow will taste like the food of a week ago and I'll wear sunglasses, which, if you know me, (and you do) will seem out of context and like a little girl playing dress up. I know there are

I sit in the darkness of the living room in my favorite chair that's kept me company for too many a long cold nights. I feel the pain in my heart, but the anger boils so badly that the pain nearly evaporates from the heat. I know when you'll come through the front door, sneaking your sly little weasel way. I've saw it happen too many times, but finally, finally, I have gotten the courage to put my foot down. Maybe the anger finally slid through the cracks of my wall of ignorance, or maybe it's because I'm pregnant. Yes, but you wouldn't know that, would you? I never feel your arm around me at night nearly enough for you to have felt the sligh

I wish I was perfect, and then maybe you'd think I was worth it. All the trouble and the pains and the tears when I can barely tell you my own fears. I know you're patient, I know you care, but I just don't feel like perfect is something I could ever come close to being near. You don't understand. Everything used to be simple. I kept it all inside, and never thought I was telling lies. But now you're here, and I can't help but care. Who am I kidding? I love you, and you know it. I'd tell you anything, but it's hard for me to do. I just want to be with you, and I hope you understand. I don't mean to make stressful demands, or constantly fall a

I took a look at the world today. I took a look, And now I have too much to say. I saw the contrasts And the way they frayed Around the edges. I can feel the haze And wish to be devoured. The world was too much to see. Way too much for little old me. I look at the faces That I thought I knew, And now I see the masks And how what I believe is so untrue. You're not real. Get away from me. I haven't had time for my open wounds To heal. I just want to close my eyes And pretend you aren't here, Because, in reality, You're far too near. Craziness, Sadness, And an anger that's like Madness. I can barely describe how I