Friday, April 24, 2009

Haunted

I choose to live,
to write,
to listen to the melody.

The past can haunt,
but I will move forward.
And it will never catch me.

I know I am alive,
by my echoing heartbeat.
And my steady breaths.

I cannot say I do not feel the pain,
but it does not control me.
Heartbreak was the ultimate test.

I cannot help but wonder,
why must some think this way?
Why would one wish to be gone?

One chance to make it,
but we all begin to fall.
Who is there to catch us?

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Did you?

I question myself,
time and time again.
I need to know,
Are you foe or friend?

You say I Love You,
Like it was the same as before.
But to me its getting harder
To even look at you anymore.

I wish I had turned away,
But now I can see it clear.
I was never wanted,
It came to be my biggest fear.

Your beauty is on the outside,
But inside it's filled sin.
I'm standing here beside you,
Witnessing truly what is within.
 
I have no one to turn to,
Nobody who will understand me.
I have no place to run to,
Nobody to set me free.
Please just say it.
Did you ever really love me?