It hides, hoping not to be seen
Preys on the innocent life
No one can tell it has been
It cuts into you like a knife

Secrets are kept from you
What others fear to tell
You want to hear what is true
Because you have been to Hell

They make friends into enemies
Because no one likes to say
Finding out, the soul empties
The coldness never goes away

Why did they not tell you from the start
And keep what they knew to themselves
It would have stopped a knife to the heart
It would have released hidden jars from the shelves

The wolf would have been outted long ago
Then this shiver would not run down my spine
I feel like I was the last one to know
If only someone had given me the sign

So let us put an end to wars that never should be
Let that wolf in sheeps clothing be exposed
Join as we were before, a friend and ally
Let this knowledge you share be imposed

The truth needs to be heard, to be shared
Because the rest of us will listen, will hark
Let the ****** be seen, let it be scared
Shine light on that kept in the dark

Old sullen scars
From yesterday's wounds
Heart and soul drowning
To fight another day
Heart strings await

this is where i sit like stone,
knowing soon it shall be over,
all balled up and all alone,
wreathed in sickly crimson clover;
in a corner cold and stark,
where the pressure chokes my chest,
my mind's eye fizzles into dark,
i cannot eat nor find sweet rest.

i no longer see the pathways,
where i have strolled past fields of pain,
cloaked in shadowed sunless days,
walking weary in the chilling rains;
of torrid teardrops that always fail to fall,
stuck inside behind my bloodshot eyes,
between sight and dreams i scarce recall,
haunted by the sounds of ghostly cries.

i no longer feel the passions,
i had once did cling,
for there no longer comes a need to rise,
or open my mouth to sing.
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I sit:
http://beautyineverything.com/175543419

I forgot the true meaning of acceptance


and what's worse,
is that after I decided how ironic
and sad it was,


I wondered how difficult it must be
for all my friends to stay by my side.

When we are born, our life begins
This is the opening pages of our birth
And these chapters grow through our youth

We write these pages with our very actions
We still learn, so our story continues on
Building as we learn of love, hate and other emotions

But no matter what we try to do, try to alter
We can never go back to those times gone before
We can never change that which is already written

Like wise, we can never find a way to read ahead
It is impossible to glance at our last page
To see exactly what Destiny has planned for us

You see, certain things are still yet to happen
Because this script of life is yet unfinished
Each passing second writes new words to read

Your last breath will become your final sentence
When, at last, your book can now be closed
And that is when your script shall be no more

Chase the gloom that conceals my soul away
Those bits of mist that net my moon
So I will not hear their steps by my door each day
Singing me refrains
From their lonesome tune

Take me from the boundaries of day and night
So my pain will pass on to bliss
Lift the veil covering my soft moonlight
Sweetly chase my gloom away
With your kiss

Help me to see these pictures in my mind
Where I loved before as I do now
To remember logic is impossible in love to find
Only breaking the heart
Which continues asking how

Come pour your refreshing dew upon my brow
Sing refrains of music from your soul
Shield me from that which my gloom endows
Quiet this darkness deep inside  
Release me
From its hold

Chase the gloom that conceals my soul away
Free the light of my precious moon
Remove those boundaries of night and day
With the bliss of your kisses sweet refrain
Yesterday
Would not be too soon

It hurts
When you don't talk
It hurts
When you don't touch
It hurts
When you're first on my list
But I'm only seventh or such
It hurts
When you don't care
Or even seem to like it
When I'm not there
It hurts
when you give your day away

She says there is always someone
Who loves the most and someone
Who loves the least
And
I believe her

Cause it hurts
When I come second
Or
You don't bother
To think about me
It hurts
That I love the most
And it hurts
That you love the least

Unchangeable is the love within our souls
Dreaming of soft timelessness
Perceived in fadeless hues of red and gold
Transmuted from molded clay
Imperfect, yet still beheld
As flawless

White shadows of a misted lace attention holds
An honesty in its purest form
Washed in fadeless hues of red and gold
Unchangeable is the love within
Completed souls
As timelessness transforms

Until now, our feet have trod a different path
Yet seeking still the same
Imperfection, with an honest aftermath
Time has taken wing in fadeless hues of red and gold
Imperfection beheld as flawless
Is the element it became

I shall bound triumphantly into a time to come
Drink of waters no other has ever tasted
A serene and silent seer
I shall then become
Into the aching hearts of men
With visions still unread

Brilliant stars will bloom, which once were faded
Sleeping souls retracing steps
Of a time before their skies were jaded
By those errors made in judgment
Stealing lives
Into a dark misstep

I shall then lie outside myself
And watch to see
Those aching hearts drinking waters I have tasted
A serene and silent seer I will remain and be
While sleeping souls regain the light
They thought once wasted