Saturday, June 14, 2008

questions from a tormented heart


why does my heart feel as if it is tormented from the past? or is it my self that torments my heart with the memories of joy and pain from the past? why do i feel as though i need to separate my self from my emotions as if i have two personals, in order to make it threw certain situations in life? why does my heart cry out for certain things from my past? why wont it let me put them behind me, that i might be able to live in complete life or is it holding on and telling i should not forget my past where my complete life remains why thats it feel as thought my heart has closed it self off and shut me out does it believe that i am to naive to know what it complete life feels like? why does my heart let me have all these question does it feels im not ready to know the answer? why does it remind of the joy and pain of the past? is it to make to fear them in my present or future life, or to try open my eyes to see that things that bring back my fears that i thought i had released and remind me of what i miss from the past until my heart opens heart to me again and show me the answers to the question i have then i will continue walk through life with my tormented heart, fear, sorrow, and past as my companions i will hollow until my heart open back up to me and warm with the knowledge of a complete heart...

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

I will be the one who make this last forever...

I do miss you,
sometimes you know,
i'll just be sitting here,
not thinking about anything,
and all of a sudden,
you'll just come into my head,
i wish was talking to you,
because i really do miss you,
i wish on every shooting star,
that i could have you,
in my arm someday,
but i need to know,
i need to see,
if you ever will love me,
another night is gone,
and maybe i was wrong,
to say that i miss you,
and if we could ,
just talk about it,
i would send us straight ,
to that shooting star,
the one i wished upon that night,
someday i will be the one,
who make this last forever...

feelings from my broken heart.

when we broke up,
it really hurt me deeply inside, but i have to face the fact,
that this love
ain't for us to be together.
Every night i cry,
thinking what else can i do,
how long can i wait for someone,
to love and be with me,
till the rest of my life,
my heart is broken,
till i can imagine,
how my heart looks like,
from friendship,
straight to romance,
i fell in love with you,
trying to swallow my pride,
and give love for another try,
just to be with you...