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random thouggts
These thoughts of mine
Are unhindered by time.
Past, present, and future-its all the same
Happiness, tears and pain
And everything in between
Always show their true extend in every dream.
I am just a girl with a lost soul
Surviving each new day only goal
Fighting my addictons of meth and cutting every minute of the day
Sometimes i wonder if it really helps when I pray.
Life hasnt been what i think it should
But now that the chance arrives I cant help but to wonder if its good
Is it good that I can be loved
Not pushed around, abused and shoved
Is It good i let someone get so close to me
When darkness and blood is all that i see
Is it good to once again risk getting hurt
Is it finally over or is it an ongoing curse?
I wish I had the courage to cry
But until each thunderstorm my eyes remain dry
Or maybe its the fact ive tried for so long
Just to be numb is how I belong
The last thing I wanted was to let myself feel
Its almost too much cause its so perfect to be real..
How can you know what it means
When too many times, for too long you've fallen apart from the seams
How do you know that love really exists
Or is it like a fairy tale..false hope in myths
For once I embelish in the reality of it all
Maybe its worth the pain when my world once again begins to fall
Are unhindered by time.
Past, present, and future-its all the same
Happiness, tears and pain
And everything in between
Always show their true extend in every dream.
I am just a girl with a lost soul
Surviving each new day only goal
Fighting my addictons of meth and cutting every minute of the day
Sometimes i wonder if it really helps when I pray.
Life hasnt been what i think it should
But now that the chance arrives I cant help but to wonder if its good
Is it good that I can be loved
Not pushed around, abused and shoved
Is It good i let someone get so close to me
When darkness and blood is all that i see
Is it good to once again risk getting hurt
Is it finally over or is it an ongoing curse?
I wish I had the courage to cry
But until each thunderstorm my eyes remain dry
Or maybe its the fact ive tried for so long
Just to be numb is how I belong
The last thing I wanted was to let myself feel
Its almost too much cause its so perfect to be real..
How can you know what it means
When too many times, for too long you've fallen apart from the seams
How do you know that love really exists
Or is it like a fairy tale..false hope in myths
For once I embelish in the reality of it all
Maybe its worth the pain when my world once again begins to fall
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