a torn note

You never know if..a persons scars are all visible..
if a persons pain has ever faded..exactly how they feel inside,if they are dying ,crying or just empty.
You can never tell..you  can not tell cause they are always smiling and trying to cover up the pain they feel inside.
The one thing you can tell is that the person has to fake a smile everyday and try to act like they are enjoying life..
even with the pain hiding in their eyes. With this only a person who can truly read their eyes, the sadness, the pain, the fear, the heartache, all this pain hidden there..
the scars of their past forever on their minds, in their souls, life becoming a simple action of being human, barely grasping the concept of truly being alive,
for the pain and fear within grows and feeds off their happiness like a leech.

our lost love

We are alone,
we can't hear a sound
It's just us, no one's around.
You can cry in my arms
I will wipe your tears,
You can cry
I understand your fears.
No one will ever know our secrets
No one will take our dreams,
No one will take our souls
No one will know what our love means.
Our tears fall to the ground
We're angels, lost but never found...
Fountain of our blood in the middle of a dream
Our hearts are breaking,
but no one can hear us scream.
We're ghosts, without a face, but full of pain
I know that our souls died in vain.
Like angels we are...fallen from heaven
Dreaming of beauty and love in hell...
We're bewitched, damned,
Crying for the dying world,
Crying for our love lost in time, forever...
Tears are still falling to the ground
We're still angels...lost but never found.

memories!

Breathing gets harder
Loneliness consumes me.
I try to remember
Why you're so far away
Why I've lost you forever.
I'm hiding in my memories
In this world that's only mine
Only these memories can keep me alive...

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mi amor

Am I ready to tell the world?
Either its done forever or I need to move on….
My heart is bleeding…but its not my blood alone
I feel like a murderer…
How can I be so damn confused. Am loosing my self confidence….
Am dying…in denial..in blurred lines…
am being sucked …am in fire
I don’t want to kill my self…I want to live.
I don’t want hurt u  but I cant hurt my self anymore.
I need to stop right now…or else it will be too late.
Its neither  fling nor infatuation…
it’s the longest I ever loved.

just another morning

The alarm rings and i get up 
Realizing that even though i just slept the night 
my body is exhausted 
my soul is tired 
And while i try to fire my engine 
To zoom out of bed to meet the day 
i roll out, slowly, puttering instead of zooming 

my mind feels a little cloudy 
So i attempt a few of my tried and true go-tos to slough off the tired blanket that has wrapped itself around my entire being 

A shower, some yoga, caffeine, the internet ... those should get me going 
But yet even if they do provide a small jolt of wake up 
Underneath, the tired and empty place remains 
For while there is work to be done, 
and people who are tugging at me for attention 
The truth is... 
If i took a moment out of  my life, to look in the mirror into my eyes, 
the window to your heart and soul 
What i only  see and hear back in response is ...
"i have nothing more left to give today." 

m just a lil girl

i alwys remember every detail, every moment, every piece of the memories left.... No matter how much i try to forget, it will forever be there.sounds weird ,complicated and irritating sometimes but so m i..

i may not show it, but inside, the smallest things kill me. i  try hard not to show it, because i hate feeling weak around people. The smallest thing you do can hurt me. Not physically but mentally.

i' ll yell at you, get  jealous. M  stubborn,  over think, get insecure. Sumtyms my  moods r like a roller coaster. i ll probably nt listen to you, and  won’t do anything right. Bt m just a lil girl inside.

Being a gal is hard.. but I’ve learned who to trust and who to ignore. I don’t forgive people because I’m weak, I forgive them because I’m strong enough to know that people make mistakes. It’s hard to grow up in a society where you will never be the pretty girl. Everyone seems to have everything you don’t and dreams are always one cloud away from where you are.

I don’t wanna have a great, amazing couple of months and then all of a sudden its over. I don’t want to experience the feeling of being lost, confused, and hurt all over again. the best thing that can ever happen to a girl is when she realizes her strengths and potentials. she is everything this world can ever think of.....she's a girl!!