So many times I have wanted to call,
Just to hear your voice again,
Without any malice towards you..
None at all.
Possessing no hate,
Wishing you were near,
As I think of what once was,
A deep sorrow washes over me,
Understanding now that part of myself
Left with you that day.
Memories of yesterdays flood my thoughts,
As always tears fill my eyes,
As I think of you the sorrow overwhelmes me,
I let you go my love,
And for that I will forever pay a heavy price,
You are someone who truly loved me for who I was,
A soul who actually cared,
I turned my back on you just when you needed me most,
I hope this will somehow ease the pain,
To let you release the sadness I have caused.
Thank you for showing me so much,
Allowing me to understand what I could not before,
Things around me seem different now,
With just a simple sweet touch,
In your debt I will forever be,
A mere creation of your thoughts,
Who seeks out her destiny.
My vision is no longer blurred,
I wake to see the real truths each and every day,
Knowing you are here watching it all,
That is everything I could ask for and so much more.
I bow to you the grand designer,
The architect of the universe,
Grateful to possess the knowledge that few ever really see.
When you walked away from me that day it ripped me apart,
I was caught so totally off guard by the move,
Blinded by a strategic betrayal of trust,
I believed every lied you told me,
Thinking that you loved me the whole time,
Never realizing the wicked game being played,
I feel so empty,
So foolish and hurt,
God I loved you so much.
Only now have I come to fully understand,
How cold and calculated you can plan,
I know I was just a mere pawn,
Someone disposable in your life,
A trinket to use in at your convenience,
Something to leave at a blink of an eye,
Nothing important in your any of your thoughts,
Seeing the awful truth no
Don't worry Baby,
Take my hand,
Release all fear,
Come with me,
Let me help you.
The time is here,
I have to go,
The choice is yours,
Stay and suffer,
Or trust in me.
Stop using God to justify all your ill-actions,
Stop trying to convince yourself and others that God is on your side,
Stop trying to define God by any gender,
Stop thinking you can humanize something that is not,
Stop involking God's name to promote fear,
Stop saying you are a messenger of God to gain power,
Stop preaching to the world with blood on your hands,
Stop speaking of freedom while making war,
Stop thinking we are all your cattle to herd,
Stop lying to yourself,
It's God,
You're not.
Get over it.
lie to me,
tell me what I want to hear,
play on my patriotism,
while preying on my fear,
say anything to please,
those who truly are naive,
twist the truth,
bend it to fit,
sell the propaganda,
at whatever the cost,
torture on command,
anything to justify,
your so called plan,
promoting freedom,
with blood on your hands,
make me understand.
With the stroke of this pen,
And right before my very eyes,
My words come to life,
Any lettering I choose,
Dance right off the page,
Strung together in lines,
Spiraling around me,
My once dormant thoughts,
Have now come to life.
So many times I have wanted to call,
Just to hear your voice again,
Without any malice towards you..
None at all.
Possessing no hate,
Wishing you were near,
As I think of what once was,
A deep sorrow washes over me,
Understanding now that part of myself
Left with you that day.
Current Residence: The Middle Of Agony. Favourite genre of music: Anything That Does NOT Include An Accordian....Learn How To Play A REAL Instrument Already:P Favourite photographer: The Elf Beside Me. Favourite style of art: Any Style That Induces Hallucinations. Operating System: This Non-Stop Thinking Mind I Possess. MP3 player of choice: A Free One. Shell of choice: Something Candy-Coated Would Be Divine. Wallpaper of choice: Nebulas, Planets, Moons..Oh My! Skin of choice: Mine..It's Worked So Far. Favourite cartoon character: Brian (Just Whose Leg DO I Have To Hump To Get A Dry Martini?) Personal Quote: Believe To Understand.
Favourite Visual Artist
Whoever Or Whatever Painted All Of This.
Favourite Movies
The Craft.
Favourite Bands / Musical Artists
Depends On My Mood Of The Moment.
Favourite Writers
Sylvia Browne.
Favourite Games
The One Involving Fucking With Your Mind.
Favourite Gaming Platform
This Dimension, That Dimension, You Know..Whatever
Happy early St. Patrick's Day! Let's hope we all have a touch of GOOD luck..that would be a fabulous change! Wear some green and smile all day! Make it a great one and let loose. ;)
And oh yeah, yay it's Saturday!
Peace.
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Wow, my favorite month is coming up already! Mmm, September ;)
And yes, I could be just a tad bias, my birthday always kicks it off just right :blowkiss: So go out and celebrate...have a fab time, enjoy life and yourself!
Peace.
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It seems like we're all waiting around for something to happen, but what is it exactly we're waiting for..that's the real question that lingers...everything rolls on, but something is different, off somehow. To think, that all of history has lead to these very moments in which we exist..what a mind job that is. This is it..this is what it all led to...?
Remember, there's a difference between believing and knowing.
Peace to the world ;)
Stay safe.
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word.