twistedsilk21

The past crawls through my skin and into my heart Its now that I thought would be my new start Instead the memories from which I should learn They confuse my mind, which way do I turn? I'm just as guilty as the one who's not I'm as much to blame as the teacher that taught I'm no better then the person whos gone I'm the one who's bathed in wrong So dont pretend that I should walk tall Dont tell me when not to fall Quit preaching to me that I am strong, because it is you,my friend, who is wrong

The woman who I often saw Seemed to be one with no flaw Red hair carried by the wind Her green eyes said she’d never sinned Her waist was slim, her legs were long She walked downtown like she belonged No fear was noted in her stride No anxiety was felt, she stood with pride The confidence the charisma ran over on the street Now, that’s someone I’d like to meet… One thing everyday, is always there It’s the girl on the bench, with long brown hair She sits satisfied with herself, so content Like by God himself she was sent Her curious brown eyes absorbing the scene Not a bone in her body could possibly be

My love's merge If you were presented the one time choice If you had one chance to use your voice To tell the world what makes you tick To tell the gods what you would pick If this choice was it, the final decision... How carefully would you make the incision? If feeling TRUE happiness was offered to you Would you snatch it up or think it through? These questions have no right answer Below each choice hides a cancer I've learned with all good comes sacrifice For everything worthy there is a price But if you could finally stop and rest Stop searching and wondering--failing life's test Would you in return trade your soul to debt?

I'd given up on love until your eyes met mine I was content with my nothing, I was fine A solid foundation of reality I had set There was no pain, no room for regret. But the fire I felt ignite with your kiss Was that of certainty, no one should miss There grew inside me a feeling so strong There was no way that this could be wrong It was the trust-The trust I'd always feared Blind faith in love had suddenly appeared My nightmares of pain and sorrow died Replaced by courage that couldnt be denied This had to be the key that unlocked the door This had to be what I had been looking for It filled more then the emptiness of my mind

The Magical Sphere They say somewhere there sits a sphere Some say it's far, some claim it's near. The location & reason for it's exsistence Is only found by those with persistence For those who choose to show strength and face For those who survive the vouage to this place, It's said there's a key to unlock the door That holds the answers they've been looking for Most will search throughout their entire years For the knowledge and truth inside this sphere Simple solution is the illusion that's chased But confusion instead takes it's place A powerful "book of fate", the reasons why They say it's all there, they spread these lie

The Irony in Intentions When I built our life inside of me When I painted a vision for all to see The design I used left no room for doubt I constructed no doors, no way out Much like drawing a maze with no turns I headed one direction with no concerns This masterpiece I built was perfect to me But perfect was the crack, the flaw-to-be Unprepared, our structure was soon hit Now in it's pile, in it's irony I sit No one knows where their road will end My first mistake was trying to pretend Convinced I'd found the map of fate A false power I let my mind create My intentions to build a life of gold Turned quickly to greed covered

The heat on my heels, the smoke all around I'm searching for you, but you can not be found The fire, I can feel it, it roars out of control                                         I reach out to feel you, I need your soul Behind the flames, I finally see you there Empty and cold, you just stand and stare I'm trying hard to remember how this came How it turned from warmth to hot flame The ending to our story can not be this Don't you remember the force in our kiss? The power we had is still deep in me Somehow someway you should feel my plea Even through all the smoke it's in your eyes So why not reach out and hear my cries The fl

My words are but ink that roll across the page following behind them, is a story of rage of power in belief and control in doubt Of complete confusion in what life's about. The irony that waits, lurking in the hidden It's a trap sin sets- it shows you forbidden It is purpose we all persevere to find, Only to get lost in the wonders of our own minds The journey we start is lit up with dreams, but the further you go, the darker it seems... Perception is a map by which we follow Once partnered with pride, our souls get swallowed I know this path, hopes final battle with fate, I've walked it's road, and seen what I can create It

Another morning spent at my table looking out Just watching nothing, pondering what life's about Everyday since I lost him I have sat right here But today is the first time I haven't shed a tear. Outside this window I have watched the seasons And much like life, they change with out reasons I sit in silence, but inside I am screaming I want this to be unreal, I want to be dreaming Belief in the format of life, and that in the end, its right Has been something I held close, for which I fight But there is no logical answer, or reason that I can find This has left me lost, lost somewhere in my mind There used to be a fire that burne

Our War My words are just ink that roll across this page, But following behind them is a story of rage, A tale of the war that is fought with deception Finally ending in simple power in perception The smoke clears enough for me to see He's lying on the ground, looking up at me So much fear, pain and doubt in his eyes After these last few battles it's no surprise. Silence, nothing, the noise has faded out But this is something I know all about I have been here many times before They will regather, and return with more My troops are weak and way too tired Most will not see the last shot fired Terror and exhaustion fill my mind I