You asked me to show you who i really amas hard as it was fori stripped all my layers and stood before youbecause i was so convinced you really wanted to see meand you had what it took to look at my scarsand not fall in love with them, that's corny,but see how far I've… Continue reading Freedom
Tag: poems
Gray
He whose life is based on lies Can tell the lie but cannot tell The difference between the truth and a lie But he who has an open life Tells no lie but can surely tell the Difference between the truth and a lie Well with that being said Where do you fall? I wouldn't… Continue reading Gray
Bad pages
I badly want to sit here and quote Shawn saying "laying on the bathroom floor feeling nothing" but I can't not that I can't quote him no, just it's just that specific line but I know one others that I can "overwhelmed and insecure, give me something I could take to ease my mind slowly"… Continue reading Bad pages
A better today
They said once bitten twice shy But I think it should be twice paranoid Yes paranoid. Have you ever sat down and revisited some pages you swore you'd never re-read Yes those pages you wanted to tear out and burn to ashes And you read them over and over again until you can memorize every… Continue reading A better today
Unsent letters
I sit here everyday Wondering whether I should say it But everytime I allow that thought to cross my mind Every single time You prove me wrong Or I remember something you said to me I'm being judgemental, I know And the worst part is that I'm Judging you from your past Guilty and guilty… Continue reading Unsent letters
Her secret
The painter stood staring at her canvas Right infront of her All of the painting palettes she needed stood looking at her, But she couldn't paint Was it the inspiration that was missing I can't really tell But one thing for sure was missing Everyone is inspired by something or someone But it was different… Continue reading Her secret
Starting Over
For days, I sat down wanting to write For days, I made excuses as to why I wasn't For days, I put my life on hold over petty reasons But I guess it's time Time to write on whatever surface I get I know it sounds desperate, But I promise it's not It's like that… Continue reading Starting Over
