tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19557000923826271362024-03-08T08:14:03.341-08:00Outta HereI'm the one that's got to die when it's time for me to die. So let me live my life the way I want to -Hendrixravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-69550302625814703512011-02-18T12:13:00.000-08:002011-02-18T12:20:30.314-08:00La Rue Est Difficile... Mais Je Ne Pas Peur!I am not afraid. This is not that day.<div>You took from me.</div><div>You took my friends, family, and me.</div><div>For 2 years you did. </div><div>I can't believe you had that much time. </div><div><br /></div><div>But now I'm back</div><div>I'm here and strong.</div><div>I am standing on my own two feet</div><div>Which is more than you can say for yourself.</div><div><br /></div><div>Good luck being 30 and still alone.</div><div>He was right: you'd make a great man-whore.</div><div>Looks like you've made him proud.</div><div><br /></div><div>Good job fucking everyone over.</div><div>Now you stand alone.</div><div>And you have to deal with what you've done.</div><div><br /></div><div>All I remember of you is when you manipulated me.</div><div>Is that what you wanted?</div>ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-6636062379467036652010-11-06T23:56:00.000-07:002010-11-06T23:57:40.789-07:00Passion.Where did it go?<div>Where is the young one who held me so gingerly?</div><div>Where are the heartfelt moments which I hold so dear?</div><div><br /></div><div>Where are you passion?</div><div>I desperately need you. </div>ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-68824295739689754102010-10-20T23:56:00.001-07:002010-10-21T00:13:15.935-07:00Control. written June 8, 2010Never ever fall in love with a liar.<div>Never fall in love with a cheater.</div><div>Never fall in love with that guy. </div><div>He's not who you think he is,</div><div>and in no time at all you see the controlling side.</div><div><br /></div><div>And all you do now is get angry. </div><div><br /></div><div>Get it out. </div><div>Let it out.</div><div>Scream and cry and bang and throw.</div><div>And never fall in love with anyone like that again.</div><div><br /></div><div>Especially when he runs through women with the lustful eyes.</div><div>Never fall in love with a cheater.</div><div><br /></div><div>Never ever ever fall in love with that guy. </div><div>He will control.</div><div>And he will use pain for his lyrics.</div><div>Instead of really thinking it through.</div><div><br /></div><div>Because I guarantee, by the time you're done processing,</div><div>He's already had at least one woman. maybe 2 or 3.</div><div><br /></div><div>Go ahead. Tell him he was right. Tell him force is needed.</div><div>Teach him lies. Teach him 'whatever makes him happy'</div><div>Because in the end, <i>he will do what makes him happy.</i></div><div>No matter what it takes. And no matter who it hurts.</div><div><br /></div><div>There's no jealousy, I'd never want to end up that way.</div><div>There's no want, I'd never want to end up so crushed again.</div><div>There's no feeling.</div><div><br /></div><div>To be honest with you, It's just anger.</div><div>And it'll pass. </div><div><br /></div><div>Maybe I'm some crazy bitch who is 'too young to get it'</div><div>But I'll grow up.</div><div><br /></div><div>You? You'll never stop controlling.</div><div>30 more minutes with my friends please?</div><div>No. It's over. </div><div><br /></div><div>You? You'll never stop yelling.</div><div>Bitch you nasty bitch. fuck you. fuck you. </div><div><br /></div><div>You? You'll never let go. </div><div>I'll get over it. But you can't.</div><div>Your mind won't let you anymore. </div><div><i>How many more will it take</i> to realize that it isn't the women.</div><div>They aren't completely the problem.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'll get over it. But you, you can't. </div><div>'but i already am' you say.</div><div><br /></div><div>When's the last time you stayed single for more than 2 months?</div><div>You can't handle it.</div>ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-69582931047108526612010-07-26T22:49:00.000-07:002010-07-26T23:01:26.120-07:00His Joy Dances On His LipsTonight freedom really hit me.<div><br /></div><div>I let my heart realize finally that no matter the wrongs I've felt,</div><div>I still have a lot of living to do.</div><div><br /></div><div>Here's another round to a life full of laughter and hope.</div><div><br /></div><div>While he's checking to see if there's anything written here...</div><div>I hope he knows he's on my mind. </div><div>I hope he knows that when he comes back.. my heart is here.</div><div>I hope he knows that I love him so very much.</div><div><br /></div><div>Yes. I love him.</div><div><br /></div><div>Something I was desperately afraid of is now a freedom.</div><div>him. with his long hair and deep blues. </div><div>He is worth smiling about.</div><div>He's worth fighting for...wanna know why?</div><div><br /></div><div>Because he believes I'm worth fighting for.</div><div>He's got heart. and spunk.</div><div>He's a feisty one and I love it. </div><div><br /></div><div>Don't tell him I said this...</div><div>but when I rise,</div><div>I hope that I can see his face this day. </div><div>For he is gentle.</div><div>His eyes are calming.</div><div>He speaks of joy and love always.</div><div><br /></div><div>He makes me smile without trying.</div><div>without trying. </div><div>No lies. no manipulation.</div><div><br /></div><div>Love. which transcends all. </div><div><br /></div><div>Love truly is magic in every sense of the word.</div><div>It's strength on a difficult day.</div><div>It's peace during war.</div><div><br /></div><div>Love is patient... like his heart.</div><div><br /></div><div>His love is pure. </div><div>I couldn't ask for a better man. </div><div>I couldn't ask for a better heart.</div><div>I couldn't ask for a gentler touch.</div><div><br /></div><div>He is my man. </div><div>And he is worth fighting for. </div><div><br /></div>ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-83091642481114667282010-05-15T10:53:00.001-07:002010-05-15T10:54:40.897-07:00FamiliarityLife is much better<div> once you realize that home</div><div> is exactly where you belong</div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>and exactly where you want to be.</div><div><br /></div>ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-72942390243416076352010-05-03T23:39:00.000-07:002010-05-03T23:43:54.871-07:00little oneYou kissed me.<div>And it was breath-taking.</div><div>I never wanna come up for air again.</div><div>I think I'll rest by you now.</div><div>You're one I actually trust.</div><div>And It's beautiful.</div><div><br /></div>ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-27770192674825735942010-05-03T23:01:00.000-07:002010-05-03T23:39:37.076-07:00More Ranting... You seem to be good inspiration.<div>And now we're each dealing in our own ways. </div><div>You with your cheating and me with my prayers.</div><div>I've found love that's better than any we ever had.</div><div>I look up and I know...I know I'm safe.</div><div>Because I no longer put my life into you.</div><div>I put my life into Him. </div><div><br /></div><div>If I had read that myself I would have rolled my eyes.</div><div>I used to.</div><div>But after nights of lying on the floor </div><div>Crying until my body could no longer handle it </div><div>and forced itself to sleep,</div><div>Days full of emptiness,</div><div>Weeks of rage and anger,</div><div>I realized that I really need something better.</div><div>Someone more reliable.</div><div><br /></div><div>You have a new girl,</div><div>I hope you're doing better.</div><div>I honestly do. </div><div>I prayed for you the other night.</div><div>It was anger, then tears, </div><div>then pounding the floor asking what the hell happened anyway..</div><div><br /></div><div>I don't have a way with words right now..</div><div>It's just me saying how I feel.</div><div>I'm not bitter anymore.</div><div>I let you go.</div><div>You let me go.</div><div>We had to.</div><div><br /></div><div>All I am now is inspiration for sad songs,</div><div>ya know.. the ones you'll be singing for the rest of your life.</div><div>I'll be in your mind.</div><div>And you'll be in mine.. but as someone wise said,</div><div>you're in my mind but you're not in my heart anymore</div><div>It's not yours and it never will be.</div><div><br /></div><div>You took something from me.</div><div>Made promises you meant to keep.</div><div>It's ok, i made promises too.</div><div>I guess it's all to hell now.</div><div><br /></div><div>My wish for you that you can find someone </div><div>Someone you don't have to actively control</div><div>Someone who blindly believes your ideas</div><div>Someone who will do what you want and never think for herself</div><div>Someone who doesn't mind if they never see their friends again.</div><div>Someone who needs your approval for everything</div><div>Someone without a brain</div><div>Someone who does exactly what you want</div><div><br /></div><div>You are that guy</div><div>You're the guy that loved me for what I could do for you.</div><div>If you had truly loved me,</div><div>You never would have asked me to do those things</div><div>You never would have hurt me like you did.</div><div>You would have understood me needing to have friends.</div><div>You asshole.</div><div><br /></div><div>Congratulations anyway.</div><div>You've now joined the club no one wants to be a part of.</div><div><br /></div><div>Go tell them I was just young and didn't know any better</div><div>Tell them I was evil and 'put my friends over you'</div><div><br /></div><div>Remember this,</div><div>I tried my hardest.</div><div>I never gave up.</div><div>I was tired of being controlled.</div><div>And you wronged me.</div><div>I wronged you.</div><div>I'm sorry.</div><div>I've forgiven you for things you don't even know you did.</div><div><br /></div><div>I haven't heard your voice in three months.</div><div>It's fucked up.</div><div>You erased yourself completely.</div><div>It's like I tried everything I could.</div><div>and all i have left is an empty jewelry box with your key,</div><div>your letter, your bullshit.</div><div><br /></div><div>I was never the one you couldn't trust.</div><div><br /></div><div>Pick up all those pictures of us.</div><div>And remember that we loved each other.</div><div>I was worth trusting.</div><div>You threw me in the trash.</div><div><br /></div><div>I will never be called a bitch again.</div><div><br /></div><div>You never could be alone.</div><div>We were just two lonely people </div><div>with meaningless words between us</div><div>trying to figure out how to make this life pass.</div><div>You just can't seem to know what it means to be alone. </div><div>How's that rebound working for you?</div><div>Did she love like I did?</div><div>Did she smile at you like I did?</div><div>You don't even look at each other.</div><div>It means nothing.</div>ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-74191281774573641022010-03-09T22:09:00.000-08:002010-03-09T22:16:06.573-08:00Aretha had it all figured out..I will never cut my hair for a man again.<div><br /></div><div>I will never allow him to make my decisions.</div><div><br /></div><div>I will never allow him to tell me what to do.</div><div><br /></div><div>I will never allow him to tell me what to believe.</div><div><br /></div><div>I will never allow him to shut me off from anyone.</div><div><br /></div><div>I gave love, honor, respect and received evil.</div><div>I was not perfect. But I was caring.</div><div>He needed perfect. Too damn bad.</div><div><br /></div><div>I am not and will never bend to a man's will again.</div><div><br /></div><div>Today I am a new woman with new strengths.</div><div>I will love like no one ever has.</div><div>I will show honesty and kindness to all.</div><div>I will be loved for who I am,</div><div>not for the person you turned me into.</div><div>I am me. Not anyone else. </div><div>I am a person who has hopes and dreams,</div><div>and you will not take them away from me.</div><div><br /></div><div>I will be respected from this day forward. </div>ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-7359556480440404602010-02-23T23:44:00.000-08:002010-02-23T23:51:35.633-08:00Rants of all colors and sizesFuck this 'heartbreak' shit.<div>If you want love,</div><div>Prepare your heart.</div><div>Because love is a bitch that rips you up and breaks you down.</div><div>Get ready.</div><div>It's on it's way and it's gonna have a beautiful face.</div><div>With smart eyes that peel back your shell,</div><div>Black hair that burns in your mind.</div><div>And you'll fall head over heels.</div><div><br /></div><div>And years later you'll realize...</div><div>Shit...I'm not ready for this.</div><div>And when you feel that,</div><div>Run...run hard </div><div>because love will eat you up.</div><div><br /></div><div>It'll break your heart.</div><div>In an ice rink when you see he's cheating</div><div>In his car in front of Panera (even though you wanted him back)</div><div>And on the phone. twice.</div><div><br /></div><div>Don't tell me you cared. </div><div>I already know that.</div><div>Show me what it really meant.</div><div><br /></div><div>Don't fuck with me now.</div><div>I'm ready</div><div>And I'll kick your ass if you even try to control me</div><div>I'm on a rampage and I'm not releasing this until you do.</div><div><br /></div><div>I loved you and didn't know how to show it.</div><div>I've been lied to, controlled, beaten and other things</div><div>And I've done them to. Especially to you.</div><div><br /></div><div>And I broke you.</div><div>And you in turn broke me.</div><div><br /></div><div>Congrats... now we're both fucked. </div>ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-4655477336316845902010-01-25T01:15:00.000-08:002010-01-25T01:20:36.220-08:00ConfessionI have unfinished business with 10 people. <div>Here we come, honesty train wreck.</div><div><br /></div><div>Every so often you need to take a day</div><div>And be blunt with everyone you've fucked over.</div><div>It'll make life a hell of a lot simpler. </div><div>Tell them I'm sorry and quit regretting your life.</div><div><br /></div><div>Honesty day...</div><div>Begins tomorrow. </div><div>Blame it on the fact that I still get irritated with you.</div>ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-48921578464288844942010-01-25T01:02:00.000-08:002010-01-25T01:11:44.886-08:00Go Rhett ButlerYou are not your fucking khakis.<div><br /></div><div>It's always that last look that is important.</div><div>Right before you look away</div><div>and realize you won't see him for a while.</div><div>Touch is easily forgotten</div><div>But when his eyes burn in your mind</div><div>... insomnia begins</div><div><br /></div><div>A little twisted it may be. </div><div>A little unconventional.</div><div>Meh, who gives a shit anyway</div><div>We're all too high to notice.</div><div><br /></div><div>He followed me back</div><div>And sat in my room </div><div>Watched me sleep</div><div>Turned each corner with me</div><div>Held my hand.</div><div>At least I wished he did.</div><div><br /></div><div>Sleep was the only way to fully see him</div><div>And it was now impossible.</div><div><br /></div><div>His eyes are the most beautiful thing in the world.</div><div>Deep pools that both calm and alert you, </div><div>make you curse your life for days.</div><div><br /></div><div>But now, quite frankly, I don't give a damn.</div><div>Kinda.</div><div><br /></div>ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-19865613454119712522010-01-19T11:19:00.000-08:002010-01-19T11:32:13.572-08:00UneasyIt's a bitch to not know where you stand<div>with about 5 people.</div><div><br /></div><div>Patterns fade to gray </div><div>as the kaleidoscope melts in our laps</div><div>It wasn't beautiful after all.</div><div>Books about love and all it has to offer </div><div>only pinpoint those small significant moments</div><div>that make life worth living.</div><div>Everything else is shit.</div><div><br /></div><div>I learned something from someone very dear to me:</div><div><br /></div><div>Don't you get it already?</div><div>You aren't your mom</div><div>You aren't your books</div><div>You're.. you</div><div>A mess with no direction, </div><div>falling apart when you hear reminders of the past,</div><div>A gentle hurricane with no fear but heart like a child.</div><div>Don't lose that. Forget perfection and all of it's lies</div><div>Be a mess. Be a nasty bitch sometimes.</div><div>It is what it is.</div><div>When you find who you are, things heal.</div><div>But until then, fall apart.</div><div>Life isn't tomorrows.</div><div>It's the day after yesterday and you're stuck in it</div><div><br /></div><div>Love her, love him </div><div>and when it's gone, remember it for what it was.</div><div>It's the hardest pill to swallow, but best you'll ever take</div><div>Give it time.</div><div>Time doesn't heal all,</div><div>It just makes it easier to forget the past. </div><div><br /></div><div>Yeah, I still love people who have forgotten me.</div><div>And that's ok. It's ok to find love somewhere else.</div><div>It's ok to still be broken and falling apart</div><div>Just remember who you are in this moment.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-51166821286786613602009-11-11T22:06:00.000-08:002009-11-11T22:12:09.169-08:00A Ghost I'm Trying to ForgetI no longer think of your voice or your kiss<div>but when i am kissed i only see your face</div><div>and i don't want to.</div><div>I see not the face of my lover, but of a ghost.</div><div>One who broke me completely,</div><div>but who is now a ghost.</div><div>Where are you?</div><div>In the cool crisp winds of Michigan?</div><div>I miss you and I don't know why.</div><div>That final night where you would not look at me hardly.</div><div>It rings in my mind and keeps me awake at night.</div><div>You are still here.</div><div>And I see you everywhere and you just won't leave</div>ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-892540731980951912009-05-12T14:47:00.000-07:002009-05-12T14:59:22.751-07:00A Final Parting to an Unfulfilled Dream.I woke up screaming your name last night.<br />And I don't know why.<br /><br />But to say my final peace,<br />because for some reason my dreams<br />refuse to think i have,<br /><br />I loved you,<br />we fucked it up,<br />i'm sorry it had to be that way.<br /><br />Good luck up there,<br />just don't forget who you are.ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-70954404456887367272009-01-20T10:46:00.000-08:002009-01-20T10:55:19.742-08:00Now I finally understand The Princess BrideA deeper pang still sits.<br />But it's all of a sudden feeling better.<br />A song is renewed<br />And i feel young again.<br />I've never seen stars until now.<br />Sure they existed but life hadn't yet.<br />Now they're like a gentle reminder<br />every 2 seconds<br />that you exist.<br />And i exist with you.<br />I see things with new eyes.<br />My heart jumps at the mention of your name.<br />My eyes lost until they find yours.<br />And it's so nice.<br />Because when mine meet yours,<br />your gently smiling right back<br />and i'm home.<br />I'm very much home.ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-10865827119559953592009-01-14T21:12:00.000-08:002009-01-14T21:21:06.704-08:00It's like not coming up for air...and not minding one bitSo calm and so natural<br />Gentle flow of your hands on my waist<br />Feeling the wind as it blows my hair from root to tip<br />Slight pressure on the small of my back<br />A gentle whisper<br />Small laughter and a bashful face<br />I feel a squeeze on my hand from yours<br />And there we are...<br />hand in hand, perfectly knit.<br />Just like we'd been like this for years<br />Me in my silk and you in your tie<br />Everything so smooth and nonchalant.<br />Breathe in and out<br />And feel the evening fly by.<br />Touch, baby, and never let goravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-71199510767614861202008-10-21T12:59:00.000-07:002008-10-21T13:09:52.523-07:00Reality ShmealityFinally in a long chain of events<br />It's chilly.<br />I felt the harsh pang of wind<br />Hit my face this morning.<br />But it didn't hurt so bad.<br />I actually welcomed it<br />because it gave me some memories.<br />Looking at my new home i wonder<br />Is this all i'll ever know?<br />A place with boxes and<br />the hum of appliances.<br />No, no, no, i remember,<br />there's something different out there<br />and i'm so ready to feel it.<br />No more boxes, no more monotony,<br />just a room with candles, roses, and tea.<br />A breakfast nook with gentle sounds of a piano<br />Oh and no regrets in my past,<br />Just a strong arm around my waist<br />Holding me close as the sharp air hits my face<br />And reminding me that oh, my love,<br />no harm will befall you as long as you<br />pull in tight and feel the gentle kiss<br />of my lips on your forehead.<br />And I've tried to convince myself that<br />he's right...<br />but i know that those are just fantasies.<br />But dreamers never listen to those<br />who condemn.<br />Because those who condemn are just cynical<br />liars who think they've figured it all out.<br />They just don't know what to do now that<br />they let their dream die.<br />Oh but i appreciate it.<br />It's simple and sweet.<br />So i let those stupid reality checks<br />Fly away just for a minute or two<br />and I pull in, feel a kiss, and let the<br />smile curl back on my lips.ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-55207684392108834442008-08-01T20:35:00.000-07:002008-08-01T20:40:33.023-07:00Waking ThoughtsSometimes when I smell the morning<br />I can feel you riding on it.<br />When I hear your favorite song<br />I listen and close my eyes and remember<br />And it's happy.<br /><br />A shake of the hand and a pleasant farewell<br />In knowing I'll see you soon.<br />Wishing you the absolute best<br />In a room full of hoperavihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-30420632610630026052008-07-04T10:45:00.000-07:002008-07-04T12:07:14.892-07:00Oranges And Pink Roses Make SenseAnd he woke up thinking today was going to be the same<br />Dull without a feeling or hint of orange<br />The same shoes, one of the same 3 suits,<br />same shave, same time leaving...<br />He thought this was what he wanted,<br />To be out in the world<br />And away from the smiles of children and their air.<br />He wasn't too good for them, he just never knew how<br />to say goodbye.<br /><br />Years later, on his way to a job he was indifferent about,<br />with people he was indifferent about, knowing later he would<br />walk 2 blocks to the same old bar with the same people<br />and their problems that they'd never really try<br />to change.<br />As he began to reminisce about his old school days<br />a small hint of orange caught his nose<br />and brought him back.<br />It was the smell of the woman's hair in front of him.<br />For once he looked around and noticed flowers<br />that had been right beside him year after year<br />as he walked with a sort of gray purpose.<br /><br />Dew on the satin pink and a little bit of sharp<br />green that prodded up against the bloom<br />were finally interesting to him. All these years<br />he had ignored everything except numbers,<br />facts, and cleanliness. Then this...<br /><br />A jolt of the woman's body<br />caught his attention.<br />Her hair was vibrant and curled<br />her back was small yet strong<br />He just wanted to see the face<br />of the woman whose back had caught him.<br /><br />She stepped away onto the train<br />and without a thought he followed her.<br />Yet he wanted to seem cunning<br />and adult, so he refused to talk about<br />meaningless nothings that would make<br />her laugh.<br />But his pride got the best of him.<br />He said nothing but sat behind her<br />and sought to see her face.<br />She left at her stop and he<br />wanted to so badly to chase after her and see her<br />but his pride got the best of him.<br />He and his pride kept him from loving for years.<br /><br />That winter as he was once again walking<br />He looked over and saw a man holding<br />a candle to keep warm.<br />Then it grabbed his nose again.<br />Orange, sweet orange...<br />And there she was.<br />He could not forget that same<br />hair and gentle curve of her back.<br />He finally had spent enough nights alone<br />To be brave enough to say hello.<br />He touched her soft skin<br />And as she turned with tears in her eyes<br />She fell on him.<br />She had lost her husband 3 years ago that day.<br /><br />And he accepted her.<br />With all of her baggage<br />all of her issues<br />her laughter<br />her tears<br />her torn love.<br />And the rest is history.ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-50702890458841746382008-05-27T21:06:00.000-07:002008-10-21T12:57:09.398-07:00Red Red Red runs down my backClouded with thunder and lightning<br />Red eyes with a flash of painful color<br />Eat out your heart you filthy whores<br />Tonight is your night.<br />Make it last cuz it's all you have left.<br />Envy is a horrible thing isn't it?<br />Too bad the world is entirely green.<br />You mock a call for help<br />As you want to hurt all of those in sight<br />You want pain don't you?<br />All of this is a wasteland full of drought and fire<br />It's not done yet,<br />The boils pain us more and more<br />The diseases rot our flesh<br />Bring the twists and pangs of night<br />I can handle it<br />It's not like i've never done this before.<br />Bring your scalpel and use your words<br />use them to bring me down.<br />But i'll fight against the arrogant tone<br />I'll run up and shoot my arrows.<br />I'll sprint through the painstakingly long course<br />And I'll do this<br />I know I will.<br />Watch me because I can.<br />Beating my fists into your chest<br />With angry tears down my face<br />I am not pathetic.<br />I never will be<br />My tears are in hurt and frustration.<br />You don't care I know you don't<br />Congrats friend, you've won.<br />You've finally pushed me<br />completely out of your life.<br />I certainly hope this is what you wanted.<br />Because the price I pay is high<br />And I'm beginning to turn<br />An angry eye towards the mention<br />of your name.ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-68801714165418129722008-05-22T20:53:00.000-07:002008-05-22T21:03:30.563-07:00Mornin'My candle<br />with it's seemingly ceaseless flame<br />is getting brighter<br /><br />And i guess it makes sense because<br />well with all this darkness,<br />something has to shine.<br />not that it's better, of course,<br />but it's there.<br /><br />And that makes a difference.<br /><br />I have to believe that in this world<br />So full of the stinch of death and hate<br />is a candle<br />matching mine<br />with a name on it<br />that brings me to joy-filled tears.<br />That's my Romeo.<br />That's my knight in shining armour.<br />That's my guy.ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-7115641763536109562008-05-12T15:35:00.000-07:002008-05-12T15:44:38.592-07:00In the Scarlet Plantations SubdivisionRatta tat tat<br />Ratta tat tat<br /><br />is all we heard the whole time<br />except for when I asked him how he felt.<br />Just fine.<br />Then we kept going<br />It was dark and the rain kept falling<br />The trees kept bowing down<br />like ocean waves and tender hearts<br />Lights blared every once in a while<br />But it was mostly dark.<br /><br />I'm really lonely.<br /><br />That's the only thing he could murmur.<br />Then the giant that was my brother<br />Sunk into a faint figure by the window.<br />We stopped in for a moment<br />then we left for home,<br />but passed right on by.<br />I couldn't give a reason except<br /> I'm not ready to go home yet.<br />And he was okay with it.<br /><br />We drove until my tears<br />Couldn't be held back any longer.<br />And I broke.<br />We both broke in our own ways.<br />I cried and he shrank back.<br />When I composed myself,<br />he had fallen asleep.<br />So i drove half an hour more.<br />And when we got to that house.<br />We walked in without a word<br />And fell into our rooms<br /><br /><br />And this morning we all woke up<br />And pretended like it never happened.ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-7494815824692635512008-04-28T20:42:00.000-07:002008-04-28T20:53:29.332-07:00ItchingPeace is difficult to find<br />Within and outside myself.<br />But at least she has her head up high.<br />At least she sees nothing wrong.<br />Thank God for that.<br />It'd be a pity if someone<br />Who never loved him<br />Was too bold.<br />And the one who did,<br />Just let him go<br />Because she had no idea what he wanted.ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-23483808726973287572008-04-27T11:23:00.001-07:002008-04-27T11:34:09.431-07:00I'm shaking in my bootsIn a strange window of time<br />In the snowglobes<br />And witch hunts<br />My eyes began to itch<br />at the sight of a rebellion.<br />The silence pierced our ears<br />As the idiots took their places.<br />Come, show us your stuff,<br />and we'll just laugh.<br />Take your pens<br />And write them a story<br />I'm sure they'll critique.<br />With this medicine,<br />who knows what you'll find.<br />And she even cried<br />at the sound of our story.<br />And someday with you in your office,<br />and me teaching notes,<br />maybe we'll think of each other<br />at the same time.<br />And how it could have been.<br /><br />Can't you see i'm not bad?<br />Smell the roses and see<br />that every thorn has a purpose.<br />Eventually after crawling<br />all the way up the stem,<br />something beautiful is always at the top.ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1955700092382627136.post-38518389932911688742008-04-27T11:06:00.000-07:002008-04-27T11:22:57.563-07:00Don't roll your eyes at meTake comfort.<br /><br />Two words that we've forgotten.<br />Take comfort in home,<br />in friends,<br />in situations.<br />Maybe this happened for a reason.<br />Maybe something would have happened,<br />That could have hurt us worse.<br />But what will happen is yet to be discovered.<br />It's your prerogative now.<br />I will not be humiliated in a game<br />I can not win.<br />If you want something, come and find it,<br />but i will not be treated so horribly.<br />Your expectation to be pleased<br />is so daunting.<br />I've gotten to the point that<br />I can no longer take it.<br />I will not be reduced to a lap dog<br />as I have allowed myself to become.ravihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08833597169919089305noreply@blogger.com0