I will always know the beauty
Of your big blue eyes
Even if the tears are forming
If you feel its storming
And bringing heavy rain
I see the joy behind the pain

A hand to hold
A friendly smile
A savior

You know that I care
That I'll always be there
Despite the distance
And any ocean in between

I will always know the beauty
Of your big blue eyes
And if they're crying
I'll be the one to dry your tears
If you feel its storming
I'll be the sun behind the clouds

I am next to you
And your eyes
They are not sad

And you will hear my song
And sing along
I'll destroy these walls
And together we build bridges

I'll always know the beauty
Of your big blue crying eyes
There is nothing more gorgeous to me
The words you speak
The way we believe
Nothing I'd rather be

Its okay if your not always strong
And its okay to cry
Just as long as those big blue crying eyes
Can smile once in a while

You would want the same for me
A hand to hold
A savior

Together we laughed
Together we cried
Together we shared
Together we sighed  
And when we two part
Alone in this fantasy
Together we'll have
Our bittersweet memory

(C) Pixievic

you don't have to be pretty
or be beautiful physically
or be great at
anything you love....

as long as you're there
for me to see
and lean on
once every often

and by knowing that you
care and hold me close
to your heart
once every often
i know i can
live life
well
enough.

the rapture of a souls song plays out inside the mind
as she sits quietly reading in a late fall moonlight
trading the falling leaves for the keys to the kingdom of pain
she scours the printed page for flaws to crow about in the dawn
but she fails to see the falling tears and the raging snowstorm
she feels but refuses to see
all our childhood dreams lined up as toy soldiers
on a battlefield of right and wrong
of love and despair
with one absent minded finger dancing in her hair
she fumbles for the meanings in the steady rain
she feels out the sentences written in summer skies
the novella there in between the covers are the story she reads
but its the long silence in the room between two people
that shapes her fate
writes her tears
the rapture of souls song plays out
with a beautiful melody
and such heartfelt lyrics
but no beautiful song lasts forever
anywhere but in the heart
and her song still plays for me

I feel myself slipping back into what I once relied on, observing the pigment of crimson forming upon my wrist, slowly moving its way to my palm and to the cracks between my fingers. The exhilarating feeling it brings, the sense of comfort for that mere moment where you feel as if the life has come back to you and you are no longer a reflection in the mirror.. In that moment you're not a figment of imagination in someone else's cruel world. Yet it becomes an addiction few understand, it is not to gain the attention of another but in fact a proclamation of sheer freedom from fighting your inner demons for just another day.

Mayroong yakap na mahigpit;
mayroong yakap na magaan.
May mabigat, may parang nasa ere't
may parang walang laman.

May luhang dugo't pawis,
may luhang sampal sa nakaraan
at luhang mitsa ng pagbangon.

May ngiting tinuwid,
may ngiting dyamante sa langit
pero tinampo't itinapon ng pagkakataon.
Oo, kayhirap amuhin;
parang berdeng buhangin.

May mga katauhang iniibig,
kahit di ka perpekto't kulang din sa pag-ibig.
Piniling umibig, hindi pinihit --
Hindi pinilit na umibig.

Bagkus, Siyang katapatan ng Langit,
Siyang patas, Siya nga namang tapat.
Kaya naman katapata'y naging patas;
ni walang ganti, ni walang pag-imbot.

Dalisay ang pag-ibig,
luha'y salok sa gabi't
Siyang Perlas na pabaon sa umaga.