the music begins to end
like a person on their last breath
we dream for one more note
like loved ones beg for another minute
soon its just a memories in our head
like are heart is the home of the dead
just one more song we ask
like one more hug we wish to grasp
the dead and a song are the same grasp
death and songs are the same

its weird because now that everyone is gone from this blog I wonder if my mind set will be diffrent in how I write these. I am so optimistic about everyone, yet very pessimistic against my self

I have not used my blogger in a while and started using tumblr but noticed a key difference in the two. I dont feel as if I have the same privacy with tumblr to express me feelings that I do with blogger. yes I can post how I feel on there, but I hide a lot so I will use tumblr more for private feelings that I am not so fast to express

my self I oppose drop my rose
on my grave letter let each sentence
be a sentence to death let the deaf
hear what you speak
speak so clearly but make it clear to
leave them confused we are no different
we are not the same

walk with me
walk in me
walk as me
feel the ground from my feet
feel the breeze in your eyes
hear the sounds of my thoughts
jump into my ocean
swim deep in its waters like a dolphin
drown in my sorrow
gasp for the air of joy
let your body wash up on the sands of life
feel the peacefulness of death
the sleep so peaceful
once dead you dream about life

I can’t find a reason not to cry for you
your soul is suffering and abused
you only know this life your confused
the beatings are normal you don’t even dream of an escape
just that every hit is less painful
maybe you can go deaf so
you wont have to hear his verbal
how did a girl like you end up
living knowing not of nothing but this?

you know your easily charmed
but never once have you found love
you let the snakes lust you
always the girl on the side
dreaming of being the wife
these men use you for sex
you try to cry it away
you dream of love
but it just can never be
the nights are too lonely
but you got the sweet charm
of lust be spoken in your ear
it makes me sad
seeing you walk by
so lost not knowing
a reason to smile

sometimes men are so charming
have no sign of harming
saying everything you need to hear
careful the devils ain’t who they appear
but he speaks so innocently
he is the one your convince
you let him take your virginity
sadly you have not seen him since
even worse your positive for H.I.V
you scream how could this be
all because a man said he loved me
now her dreams are deceased
may no rapist or devilish man
ever live out in peace

off to home coming

the day is so fine

the night is so beautiful

let it be mine

so lovely is the weather

I hope this last forever…..

you stolen the smile

you took the dream

a gang of devils

each taking his turn

as all the eyes watched me

mocking me in every way

you are just as guilty

you are just as filthy

I died that night

you murdered my soul

am dead inside

that I thought you like to know

Humans are the worse

thing to be born on earth

not caring about a victim

this is so true

no words are fiction

all your eyes

but none seen the cries

just laugh and watch a gang rape

of a 15 year old who can’t escape

she will never be the same

I hope you all burn in your shame