It the world was on fire
no one could save me but you

What strange desires
Will make foolish people do

I never dreamed that
I'd meet somebody like you

What a wicked game to play
To make me feel this way

What a wicked thing to do
To let me dream of you

What a wicked thing to say
That you never felt this way

What a wicked thing to do,
To make me fall in love with you

these things i hold so dear
are the things i will make clear

life's decisions are very real
the choices you make will generate

time is short so no mistakes
love your life and appriciate

hold on to the little things
the life you have is what you take

hold your hearts and cradle them
their your life they'll do the same

take nothing for granted
keep it sane

times passes by
what will you do

time passes by
do whats right

time passes by
do you have a clue

i have loved in my past
yet, i have bled in my past

i have no true love
yet, still i bleed

my past was black
now my sky's are gray

i hope for the future
that the bleeding will stop
and my sky's will clear

WHAT IS REAL
WHAT IS NOT

WHY DOES ONE FEEL
THEY MUST ALWAYS STRIFE

WHAT IS REAL
WHAT IS NOT

WHY DOES LOVE FEEL
LIKE BEING CUT WITH A KNIFE

WHAT IS REAL
WHAT IS NOT

WHY DOES ONE THINK
HATE LIVES IN ONE'S LIFE

WHAT IS REAL
WHAT IS NOT

HEAD GAMES
DRAMA IN ONE'S LIFE

WHAT IS REAL
WHAT IS NOT

****** UP AMBITIONS
LOSING TRACK OF LIFE

WHAT IS REAL
WHAT IS NOT

LEARNING RESPONSIBILITY
TO BE ACCOUNTABLE

WHAT IS REAL
WHAT IS NOT

LOVE AND WAR
FAMINE AND HUNGER

WHAT IS REAL
WHAT IS NOT

DEATH AND TAXES
WINNING THE LOTTERY

WHAT IS REAL
WHAT IS NOT

LIVING A GREAT LIFE
DREAMING OF A GREAT LIFE

WHAT IS REAL
WHAT IS NOT

FINDING TRUE LOVE
LIVING IN DESPAIR

Welcome to your life
There's no turning back

Even while you sleep
It will find you

Acting on your best behavior
Turn your back on mother nature

It's your own design
It's your own remorse
It's your own decisions

Only you make the most

There's a room,
where the light won't find you

Holding on to the walls,
while they tumble down on you

So glad you almost made it
So sad you had to fake it

Can't you stand your indecision
Living with a lack of vision

You say you never need it
One a headline, why believe it

All your freedom for your pleasure
Nothing ever lasts forever

Cruelty of  this world
Is what you make it

Sometimes when I wake,
why does life feel so fake...

Why is the girl I love,
as mean as a snake....

Where are those words of kindness...
Which have been replaced with hate..

Why has making love,
been replaced with a kick to the head...

Why has laying in bed together laughing,
to her she procrastinate

Go ask Jake the snake
For Pete sake

For a keepsake
Steal from Peter and Paul and Jake

Jake the snake fish rate
Tate on tape and faith

Now men ******* over me *******
Even club tax and DJ

I am a single princess at stake
Seeing through ******* slate

Now we in a bullcrap state
The toll bridge is golden gate

As slick as you are
You think your so good

I laugh ever time
When you think your getting over

Your so funny
You should here what you say

The things you make up
Is a very unusual way

Just say what you want
Say what you mean

Just don't play games with me
Because I'll get you in the end

When I gave you my heart
Was it your intentions

To eat away at it
One painful bite at a time

You said you were leaving
First bite taken

You would never stay
So you then ate away

Your know always gone
It's now almost gone

I hear your with my friend
My heart is now at the end

You now left me for him
Can I ever begin again

I now have a hole
From were you ate my heart

I have now filled it with hate
So my heart no longer aches

If given a chance
I will make your life hell

So I hope your happy
Because I'm ecstatic

Ecstatic with hate

*******

**** this disfunctional world we live in
Pressing our face in their *******

Choosing lies over life
Crowding every step we take

Breaking ******* promises
Breeding love then hate

Why do they **** us
Do they think were imbeciles

When I put my trust in them
I only live to spit and bleed

Mother Mary please help me
Someone start this world over

Break it up then crush it
Or let me sleep forever

They will only complicate every matter
Trust in them is what they seek

******* is what I see in them
Why does this have to happen

As I lay here and wonder on my back..... I try and keep my thoughts on fact...

The day I'll have, the night that will be,  is useally controlled only be me.... 

Some people will try to change your path.. It will only come from reasons of wrath....

So what one says and what one does.... Is not in our control, so don't feel foe...

You think you know me, watch this.

Darkened and lit by a single red light,
     shaded and hidden by the night....

     A place of fantasies and desires,
          for the lonely, unsure and unstable....

          For some it is their life of horror,
               for some it is their life of pleasures....

               For a payment you can buy a life,
                    for an hour you can be whoever you want...

                    You can buy a scream, a slap, a tear, a laugh,
                          you can script your words you want to hear spoken...

                          As you return day in and day out, looking for your girl
                                              in the house of the ill repute..............................

if you say you don't love me
lock the door and throw away the key

when i dream at night, i dream of you and me
please don't turn your back on me
your the only thing to see

we've come so far
please stay with me
which i pray to god for everyday

save all your love for me
give me something to believe in

I want you to remember
Every word you say to me,
With no words changed

How often you lied to me
and talk to complain.

You poor mouth me baby
Is that what you think of me.

Only to remember
The life you brought to me

Listen to me baby
Your heart means nothing to me

The feelings we have between us
Keep pulling us down.

Lets dance,
and run off into romance

Lets play,
while color lights up your face

Lets sing,
the song were playing

Lets stay,
and enjoy this time together

Lets hide,
these days of adventure

If your heart was an open book,
how would it read...

Would it talk about,
the times you were deceived...

Or

Would it talk about,
the times of loved you received...

Would it be about,
pain and hurt....

Or

Would it be about,
love of life for what it's worth...

This book of the heart.....

Is it filled with,
tears of fear....

Or

Love and joy...

This book of the heart....

Is it stained with blood,

Or

Covered in gold...

One thing true,
about this book of the heart....

You are the narrator,
of your book of the heart....

i think i love
will you marry me

The distance between two,
where vibes and feelings flow....

Like a scratched LP,
something that will ways be....

Sometimes distance brings two together....
Yet there will sometimes be stormy weather....

As we watch the hands on the clock,
wondering will it stop....

Feelings and flow,
we can never let go....

To drive is to strive,
for what you want....

To control your emotions,
is something very hard.....

It doesn't come from the mind....
It comes from the heart....

Were  the heart feels love,
and the mind thinks doubt...

When your eyes go closed,
where does your mind go...

That will close the distance,
between the space......

As i sit here with darkness, fading in and out of my head.
I feel like i'm sitting here with a gun to my head.

Is it fear that has me or do I have fear.
I've shaved my firing pin, because I'm just not sure.

With tears running down my face, with no one to see me.
If the gun then works, i will know for sure.

I write this note, can someone please help me.

fabrication does come from ones imagination
imagination does come from ones thoughts

70,000 thoughts a day give or take a thousand

how many do you  react on
how many do you ponder on
how many drive you
how many hurt you
how many make you cry

how many are real
how many are make believe
how many are grotesque
how many do you care about
how many do you continually think about

thought

the product of mental activity; that which one thinks :
a body of thoughts.

a single act or product of thinking; idea or notion:
to collect one's thoughts the act or process of thinking; mental activity:

thought as well as action wearies us.

the capacity or faculty of thinking, reasoning, imagining, etc.:
All her thought went into her work.

a consideration or reflection:
Thought of death terrified her.

meditation, contemplation, or recollection:
deep in thought.

intention, design, or purpose, especially a half-formed or imperfect intention: We had some thought of going.

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Please blindfold me before you burn my eye's
Cover mty ears becre they are filled with your tears

Sew your mouth shut it only speaks lies
Your presence only sickens my heart

Tbe things you do
The things you say
The actions you portray
Have no meaning

And I actually that
You were a friend

Sitting in darkness
For I have nothing in me

What i thought was something
Is no longer to be

My thoughts are now lost
Since your now over me

Always wondering
Where you might be

Why did this happen
To happen to me

My feelings were fine
When they were mine

But when you took my heart
I can no longer start

To start a new life
A life of my own

A life that was great
Until you took my heart

Why
Do
You
Shun
Me

Can you change
Plain and simple

69 strong force
Feel me
Pleasure me

Tough life, what's right
Greedy *****, you lie and cheat
I feel something

69 strong force
Don't stop
Please me

So the end is near
Have to stop this *******
******* shame

Fret love
Fret hurt
Fret us
So we go in circles

Any ******* day
I'll sink or swim
Followed by a tital wave

I sure could use a vacation
From this sinking ship

Let us swim
Different directions

The writings that one writes
is based on one's own feelings

We sometimes see hurt and pain without forgiveness
never happiness when it comes to love

We sometimes see depression, sorrow and doubt
when it come to one's own life

We sometimes see flowing words of beauty
from the real poets that are so creative

We sometimes see about lust in love
with feelings of excitement and joy

We sometimes see stories about God
and how much he helps and guides us

We sometimes see stories of Lucifer
and his dark world in hell

So many great stories so much sadness
right here on HP

Never never land, a place not to go
A place where sin lives, a place of misery

Dark and cold in nature, while sweating with heat.
Lives that go nowhere, where nothing's complete.

Never never land, how can this be.
It's everywhere, it's very close to you and me.

Close your eyes, and think those thoughts.
Those thoughts that cause pain with a life of doubt.

As I stare into the distance
Another day has past
Thinking has anything changed

We wake
We eat
We work
We play
We sleep

There has to be more to life then that!

Many miles away

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Hate is a byproduct of Love

As we grow we develop what’s called a train of thought.....
It’s something we never think about.....

Though in life were sometimes face with obstacles.....
Some bigger then others, but we easily get by.....

Some are so large, that we seem not to overcome them.....
But we do we brush them away....

There always on our minds, but we must move along.....
We somehow forget these obstacles and keep on going......

These thoughts can stay clear for some time.......
Then were faced with new obstacles that bring up the past.....

We then decide what we have to do......
This can be very hard for most.....

We try and try then finally get by......
But always seem to be there, once we get past them.......

I hope they can be forgotten......
Sometimes they are just too large to forget......

But we must go on......