Meh

I can't get my mind to stop.
To focus long enough on one simple thought,
And carry it out to completion.
My fingers move too fast for poetry to make sense,
And the darkness inside is overwhelming.
I'm at a crossroad and I'm unsure if I should leave
The clouds behind, and pretend they're not there,
Or face them and come out bruised and bleeding.
So much for finding a solution in my friends,
So much for starting a new life at their sides.
Thoughts of you seep into my head, butterfly,
And sometimes they make my heart beat fast,
Sometimes they make it hurt again...
Where's my refuge? Now that life is new?
Where's my knight to make it all feel better?
Where's the angel to keep me from leaving?

Yours and Mine

I promised myself one thing this year,
That I will fill my days with infectious laughter...
That I will laugh and fill my life with love,
And all will be real, no more pretending.

I do believe in many things, but I believed in you the most,
And now that we're apart, my dear....
I wonder....
Were we true?

Tragedy

Worthless and pointless seem to be the thoughts you have of me,
For in your ignorance you broke my soul again...
And blood seeps through my wounds
Into my clothes, again.

"Wrap it up" your voice says inside my mind,
But all I want to do is watch it pour...
Until it covers me, until I cannot see the floor.

Your calling my name snaps me out of it,
What seems like whispers are actual screams...
And I see the mess I've made, again...
I hear your worries through the silence,
And I feel immortal, again: Another slice.

Why isn't this working? I wish to ask you this,
And if I can move my need to something more addictive...
But I know your fears, my dear...
That I will fall and love something china white with golden eyes...

There's silence in my head for a change,
And everything crimson seems to drown me out,
The heartbeat dimming seems to be a sign
I've gone too far. This time. Once more.

Maybe I should call someone,
To tell the world a word...
But I can't bring myself to lift up the phone...

Worthless and pointless, is what I think of me...
And in your ignorance you cut my soul, again...
But despite the blood rushing in and out of me,
I'll keep pushing, living this tragedy.

Changée

Si j'avais su que tu va changer ma vie,
Je t'aurais tiré à moi quand nos yeux d'abord rencontré ...
Si j'avais su alors ce que je sais maintenant,
Je me serais battu pour tu sera toutes mes forces
Je tu aurais tenu à me
Et entre les battements de ton cœur,
J'aurais trouvé ma force.
Anges devrait m'ont dit de t'avant, j'ai vu vosyeux,
Avant que mon cœur que vous avez choisi,
Avant tu as touché mon âme si délicatement ...
Si pleinement et complètement ...
Avant que tu va demandée mon cœur.
Si j'avais su que tu va changer ma vie,
J'aurais embrassé tus  quand nos yeux d'abord rencontré ...
Je voudrais avoir ton cœur et ton donne mon âme,
Je l'ai dit je t'aime avec la plus pure du cœur.
Mais les anges ne me dites pas que vous êtes important,
J'ai trouvé par moi-même dans beaucoup de temps...
Mon chère est merveilleux
Et je suis éternellement changée.


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 If I had known that you will change my life, 
 I would have pulled you to me when our eyes first met...
If I had known then what i now know,
I would have fought for you will all my might
I would have held you to me 
And between the beats of your heart, 
I would have found my strength.
Angels should have told me of you before i saw your eyes,
Before my heart chose you,
Before you touched my soul so gently...
So fully and completely...
Before you claimed my heart. 
If i had known that you will change my life,
I would have kissed you when our eyes first met...
I would have held your heart and given you my soul,
I would have said I love you with the purest heart.
But angels did not tell me that you are important,
I found out for myself in plenty of time...
You my dear are wonderful.

Wonderful

Sweet poetry dost not do justice to how I feel 'bout you,
When angel's words fail in their beauty there's nothing left do
But love your heart with my whole soul,
So fully, so complete, so perfectly in sync
That my heartbeat beats in rhythm with your own,
That your breath and mine match so seamlessly,
Effortlessly, so perfectly...
Sweet poetry does not do justice to how I feel for you,
And angel songs fall flat and short of your voice alone.
When we lie still in the darkness, on your bed
All is good, and calm, and wonderful.

Butterfly Wings

To rip the wings off the butterfly
Is to strip him of his flight and power..
It's to condemn him permanently
To a short, painful life of shame.
To pet the wings of this butterfly
Is to cripple him for eternity,
It's to show him affectionate touches
Without knowing the real consequences.

To show this boy that you love him,
Is to open yourself like a book,
It's standing too close to a flame
While made out of flammable paper.
To tell this boy that you like him,
Is to pull him into your soul...
And let yourself fall pray
To a brilliant blue butterfly.

The Best Advice

The best advice I ever gave you, dear,
Was to hold on to the one that keeps you happy...
To hold her to you as if she's made of gold,
And kiss her often just to let her know
She's wonderful... for putting up with you.
I told you, love, to keep her all too close,
And look into her eyes as if she's all you know...
To keep her smiling, dear, until her cheeks are sore,
And all those laughing lines, she should be grateful for!

I feel I should remind you of my expertise,
I can see lasting love, like she feels for you...
If she accepts you, dear, for all you are, and more...
If she smiles with you regardless of her mood,
If she cares for you when you are hurt or sick,
If she loves you, dear, and proves it often....
You should hold her to you as if she's made of diamonds,
And let her light your world until your days are over.