As I read the words
They leap off the page
Like arrows that pierce my essence
Ablaze and scorching hot

Each delivers its passion. Heartache and truth
Exposing not only theirs but mine
They spark my writer's soul
Causing me to bleed on to the page

I fill my quiver sharpening every tip
Hoping to do the same
Aiming for their heart and soul
So they'll feel my fire and it will ignite theirs

And as we both bleed
The words flow and we are spent
We take solace in the page
In the knowledge that it shows
Us vulnerable, exposed and unafraid

your name is a silent word on my lips
because i'll never call you
after all the times i've lived
through the same thing before you

your name is the softest thing
that i have ever heard
oh, how i wish it wouldn't
make my heart hurt

Maybe your love was meant to burn my heart and turn me into ashes,
So it can rise like a phoenix stronger than before.
Maybe I was meant to be tore apart like puzzle pieces
To become a master piece when I am whole again.
Maybe I was meant to be broken, to be happy again.

Change is a very big part in our life
Actually life it self is a change
Days change
Climates change
Months change
Situations change
And obviously people change
It's easy for us to accept it when it takes place in a positive way
Then why do we struggle to fit ourselves into a negative change
When it's a positive change we are ready to take the credits for it
But when it's the other way so why are we afraid of its repercussions
Why is it hard to accept our faults which brought the change
A caterpillar has to undergo metamorphosis to become a beautiful butterfly but why is it hard to take up the struggle after all you are going to emerge as an epitome of beauty
Even then why does the fear of being crushed in the struggle comes up
Why does the heart pain on thinking about the change
Why does it ache , ache so terribly
Here i am
Going through a change
A terrible change
Will i ever get through this
Will i ever accept it as a part of nature
Will i ever get used to the pain this fear gives
Even if I don't the change does not give a **** about it coz its a not a pigeon to be stopped by the storm its an eagle which flies above it overcoming all the obstacles and proving its cause...
The change might give you loneliness frustration and may make the life darker but there is light in the end of the way
Don't lose hope strong soul
By
A changing soul