

the last momentThe last embracethe last moment
Stayed glued to me
Like pen that wont wash off Watching the news Pushed the knife deeper and deeper Into my heart So the TV lay dormant But that day That day exploded And the phone rang Not one last thought Was passed to me And I felt the cold wood floor Hit my frozen skin And I was shattered Into a million pieces He would not walk Through that door
To pick them up Destroyed by the discarded Pin of a grenade And the call to duty That I would never forget.


meltingThe TV turned quietmelting
and the house lay still the wind holding me just like you used to caressing my every fault and imprefection you kissed my worries into oblivion yet i had gripped my heart
for fear is would break the sound of your chest
rising and falling tore all my walls
down to the ground and i lay there, melting into you never a thought to the cold
that waited outside the door not one thought to the rest of the world


lostin the forest of dreams i was lost a cowardlost
in a heroes territory wondering with no goal in mind or any sense of comfort who was i to say that dreams could come true? i pinched myself but there was no escape north begins to colide with west which was is the right way? is there a right way? dreams seemed so simple and rare prescious to no end and now that i am surrounded the only thing i want to dream is home to be safe no longer alone and lost no more


pull the triggerYou saw me But you just walked away You and I both Know the vengeance That lives in your eyes But your heart stepped in front Of your loaded gun Just kill me now I know too much I’ve seen a side of you You never even showed yourself The broken glass covers the floors of my memories From all the times you shot and missed Give me a reason to fight you I need to believepull the trigger
That if I'm still breathing when this is over There is something to live for
Please pull the trigger before I get away.
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But still there's a problem that leaves you gasping for air
You look for some meaning, blank smiles are all that's there
And still water stales a soft summer breeze
You cling to your hopes while your drop to your knees
There's no Substance. (no substa
"Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life"
From Missy
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~Emotional-Writings
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D E V I O U S - G I R L S - D O T - C O M
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Je ne suis pas là pour le moment. Veuillez laisser un message après le bip sonore. Je vous rappellerai.... peut-être.
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my Serious Side: ~ThrownOutOfEden
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