Who Is She
That Girl I Used To Be
Impressionable, Curious, Full Of Hope
Learning to Pray an to Cope
Has She Been Locked Away
Saved For Another Day

A Victim Of Her Dreams
Of Which She Can't Fulfill
What Is A Woman To Do
That Can't Create Of Her Womb
No Tears For Her Milk
No Skin of Silk
No Lullibies
Only She Who Cries

She Needs That Time
Pondering a New Rhyme

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been feeling low lately ( Read more... )

I am a strong believer in balance.
Balance is neccissary in almost all aspects of life.
Think about it...
eating, drinking, emotions, work, play, sex, pretty much anything you can think of depends on it.

I have known this about life, but I still tip the scales. Somehow though, life always ends up balancing itself out. Granted, I still must make ( Read more... )

... so why is it that I'm afraid of what I want ( Read more... )

Fear not our time apart.
You're breeding butterflies in my heart.
While on the sea, you'll think of me
and I'll be drawing you, on a wave of blue.
Photographing your smile by memory.
Silver grains could not sustain you
the way I can,
in my fields of daisies and flutterbies.

Actions speak so much louder than words.

so many tears ( Read more... )

searching for glimpses of what used to be ( Read more... )

Amusing ( Read more... )

"Food is so good, but sometimes I hate the task of having to feed myself."
~Laa