tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33438452012-01-16T20:21:55.283-08:00catch a fallen angelyou loved me for a little, who could not love me long;fallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.comBlogger991100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1164787510812723932006-11-28T23:56:00.000-08:002006-12-20T12:18:11.350-08:00I wantI want to be lame with you watching foreign films secretly crying during our favorite partswhile clinging to each other all night long. I want you to think about me before going to bed then thinking about me when you wake upwhere your fingertips are itching to dial my number. I want to see us fight and yell and get so frustrated with each other promising ourselves that we won’t give inonly Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1163690471176965552006-11-16T07:17:00.000-08:002006-11-16T07:21:11.190-08:00i know what i'm gettting into (i think)he said it once; he'll say it again."don't get attached or it's the end."yet stupid girls line up and sayhe'll change for them and love someday.like chocolate cake, what can they do?tastes like heaven yet bad for you.i laugh and joke at their expensehe won't commit! it makes no sense!so tell me why i've joined this linecrossing my fingers that he'll be mineiJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1162340670796560062006-10-31T16:01:00.000-08:002006-10-31T16:24:30.806-08:00running on emptystarting on a full tankfull speed aheadwrecklessly driving our lovewe were far from running on emptysoon time wore onand wore us outeach time we liedeach time we cheateda step closer torunning on emptyit's come to the pointthere's been so much damagedo we really stilllove each other?as we're almostrunning on emptywe've crossed the linethe sign blinks redreminding how far we Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1159165703368176862006-09-24T23:25:00.000-07:002006-09-24T23:28:23.380-07:00so i can save the worldi wanna be obsessed with working out to the point i can't stop doing it and eat just enough calories to get me through the day so i can be super skinny and have all the boys fall in love with me so i can squish their evil little hearts and save at least one innocent girl a heartbreak so i can go to sleep and be able to live with myself. the end.Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1148881397210345012006-05-28T22:30:00.000-07:002006-05-28T22:43:17.220-07:00danyou broke my heart before we even metoblivious thati existand hanging on everywordthat she saysyou alreadychose herbefore i hada slight chanceto bait youwith my witwhen i speakyou don't look at mecan't take your eyesawayfromherafraid she mighthave the chanceto break your heartbefore you meet herJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1131002557788456822005-11-02T22:58:00.001-08:002006-11-28T16:42:36.820-08:00Anger Managementmy head will steamand I want to scream.i'll put my words away.you can't get the jist.then i make a fist.i'll rage another day.you drive me crazy.should kill you? maybe.my threats will go unsaid.stupid piece of shit,the fan you'll hit.keep it in instead.my anger, it hidesdark places inside.i'm a mean girl, no doubt.my hate, i will tuck itaway in a bucketuntil it all spills out.you Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1131001127576449082005-11-02T22:58:00.000-08:002005-11-21T10:37:16.980-08:00why I write poems about relationshipsi putmy loveon paperbecauseinkwill lastlongerthanmy attentionJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1129315049450188502005-10-14T11:31:00.000-07:002005-10-14T11:37:29.453-07:00Duelour guns are drawn but neither will shoot.i just can't bearto have this dieat my hands.i'm ready to take you out.my aimis pointed straightat you.but i can't seem to pullthe fucking trigger.hey cowboy,do you have the ballsto end itwhen it's over.are you scaredto hurt meor scaredit might hurt you.because you knowi'll fire backcomebacksof what youdid wrong.but i'm a cowardshakingin my own Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1129314674087350302005-10-14T11:23:00.000-07:002005-10-14T11:31:14.120-07:00Loving Alexmy poor pablo he loves her sowherever she leads he's sure to followfrom the moment he wakes till the time he sleepshe's all about alex for her he weepsshe's all he needs he breathes her inhe eats/sleeps alex. forget oxygen!pitiful desperation will never get his girlstill he feels a lil dirt will help him get his pearlall his friends are sick of hearing alex talesefforts to shut Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1128497270161238762005-10-04T23:33:00.000-07:002005-10-05T00:27:51.150-07:00i miss you besti miss you bestwhen i hear about youfrom some other mouthbut never being able to see you for myselfi miss you worst when im with himkissing his lipstrying to erasethe taste of youi miss you mostwhen im walking homeand i hope every shadowwould come togetherand be youi miss you leastif you were just hereshowing me whyi miss you so muchwhen you're goneJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1127325408459781462005-09-21T10:52:00.000-07:002005-09-21T10:56:48.466-07:00flatulencelike a G.I. in a battlefieldit manuevers through unmarked territorysearching for a sanctuarythat will save it from negligencea cloud of soldierswarm, heavy, unseen by the human eyecurls into your nostrilsinfiltrating all sensesclings on for dear lifeletting you know its existenceit screams in silent disturbanceand you know you've been invadedJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1127202344280562642005-09-20T00:31:00.000-07:002005-09-20T00:47:29.426-07:00everyone to knowi want everyone to know you're minefrom the old cap on your headto the jordan shoes on your feeti want to baptise you with my wantingand have my smell reek from your clothesi want to leave you strange birthmarks on your neckthat scream 'back off bitch, he's already gettin some'i'm sharpening my claws so i can write my nameall over your backthe stinging afterwardswill remind you ofJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1127201483496474332005-09-20T00:23:00.000-07:002005-09-20T00:31:24.363-07:00dumb boyswhy do smart girls fall for dumb boys?their idiotic smiles seem to be the new diamondsseems every girls got one around her arm these dayswhy do we treasure these thoughtless entitieswho forgets to call when they're supposed toand drive you wild with their uncomplicated thinkingsometimes you want to pull every strand off your headbecause he can't seem to understand what's wrongbut all youJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1127070813209709962005-09-18T12:08:00.000-07:002005-09-18T12:13:33.210-07:00herowhen he could leap tall buildings with a single boundwho needed doors when he could jump through my window?now my window misses his dramatic entrancesstill wearing a smug look on his face and globs of gel in his hairmy man of steel now sits on a cold metal wheelchairhoping to resemble someone you've seen in a comic bookhe longs to go back to his glory daysa phone booth was his favorite place Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1127070453080636742005-09-18T11:58:00.000-07:002005-09-18T12:07:33.080-07:00jealous of mona lisa*poem about ginevra de'benci, a work by da vinci not as famous as the mona lisaginevra de'benciwhy don't you try to smileand put those wasted piecesof swollen fleshresting on your faceto good use?you must be jealous of the mona lisa.her name danceson the tongue of every mouth.her smile is printedon the corner of all minds.her face haunts the pages of history books.but you sit Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1127069646981889132005-09-18T11:49:00.000-07:002005-09-18T11:54:06.980-07:00beauty queenode to the beauty queen: she's misery in disguisea display behind the glass of a trophy caseshe shows off her success like a prizeshe looks down from her pedestal with no warmth in her eyesglorified yet alone like the portrait atop the fireplaceode to the beauty queen: she's misery in disguiseshe rarely eats because "she's too fat" then she'll exerciseso she can parade down that Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1127069235945418612005-09-18T11:45:00.000-07:002005-09-18T11:47:15.946-07:00v.d.don't misunderstandnot the venereal diseaseit's much worse than thatdon't go out at nightsecret societies meetunder red heart moonsarms bursting with bloomsmiles tatooed on every girlwho is not aloneno gun to your headyet forced to let these nightmareseat at your visionso if you ask mei'd rather live through v.d.than valentine's dayJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1127003374255484532005-09-17T16:26:00.000-07:002005-09-18T11:29:24.666-07:00my favoriteyou remind me of my favorite gamehow fired up i get trying to win it overevery defeat rewards me with some sweet victoryi'd still play it even though my eyes are red and my fingers are tired from pushing buttonsit's worth losing sleep over trying to figure it outi can play you over and over againand never get sick you until i beat the gameyou remind me of my favorite lingeriehow sexy Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1126991963786669162005-09-17T13:34:00.000-07:002005-09-18T11:28:57.700-07:00anymoreyou don't know where i've beenso don't come around thinkingyour words do anything to me your actions mean nothing to meyou think you can hurt meyou waltz into my lifelike you swear you're gonna be somebody to mehow dare you act like thatand actually believe i'd stick aroundyou don't know what i've been throughyou won't believe what i've seenit's easier every time i have to walk awayi won'tJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1126948007386984132005-09-17T01:50:00.000-07:002006-09-19T14:52:32.513-07:00carelessyou can't trust boys with your heartno matter how worth it they lookthey'll always manage to break it somehowlike kids in a glass storethey run wrecklessly through itnever thinking about what its worththey eat hearts for dinnerand after a couple of beersthey'll throw it up all over the floorso don't trust some boy and give it allhis bullshit lines that make you falli'm sure with time Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1126947037461116492005-09-17T01:41:00.000-07:002005-09-18T11:28:00.630-07:00unsuspectingwhen you least expect itit hits youlike birdshit landing on your headyou know it could happento anyonebut you actually thinkyou're above it allyou walk aroundconfidentas if you're sayingbring it onbut you weren't preparedlike you thought because you never imaginedyou could miss him againJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1126774181323962412005-09-15T01:31:00.000-07:002005-09-18T11:23:54.176-07:00againits funny how i swearbeen hurt too much to careor feel that much pain againuntil you came alongand proved that i was wrongdidn't know your capabilitesnot saying that you mightbut i know without a fighti'd give you all of mevulnerable and weakthe side you get to peekdoesn't usually come with this packagei want to run awaybut fuck it, i will staynever thought i'd feel this way againJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1124264160506493972005-08-17T00:34:00.000-07:002005-09-18T11:23:16.623-07:00on loanas he peels my clothes offi think to myselfhowi don't want to give myselt to himbecause part of mestill belongs to youeven thoughyou don't want itanymorebut i likebeing wantedso i let himborrow a piece of metonightthat i'll take backin the morningJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1124263998778070892005-08-17T00:25:00.000-07:002005-09-18T11:22:04.873-07:00never trust yourself to order when you're hungryit's been awhile since i've been fedi sit in a drafty corner of a roommouth closed, secretly salivatingafter some imaginary delightmy insides are doing somersaultsfrom emptinesslike a chaos of clothestumbling in the laundry dryerthen i see meat, fresh meatthat can satisfy, please, filli want it so badmy sweat leaks out to take a peekit wants to Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1124263452303153252005-08-17T00:15:00.000-07:002005-09-18T11:21:32.540-07:00with a womansometimes i think it'd be easierif i was with a womanat least i know what certain actions meani've learned to read between the lineswhat it really means when she sayswhat she saysi wouldn't forget to tell her, remind her, reassure her that she's beautifuland maybe she'll do it back because she knowslike i knowa woman would be simplerbecause sex would be just that with herand i can't Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1124262943571979202005-08-17T00:13:00.000-07:002005-09-18T11:20:53.643-07:00the waiting gameyour favorite game to playis the waiting gameexcept you're not fairi'm always itand it seems i neverwin this stupid gamesometimes when it gets really hardi want to tell youi don't want toplay anymoreonly that's your favorite gameand i'm your favorite playmateso how can i say noto youJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1124262822978728632005-08-17T00:03:00.000-07:002005-09-18T11:19:23.680-07:00painful roadsi hate that suffering is usuallya one-way streetwhen i hear our songson the radioi clutch my chestand struggle to breathewhile in some far distanceyou hear itand won't flinchor even noticeeach night i lay in bed for hoursseeing te lights from outsidechange on the wallsthe beackbeat behind the thoughtsin my head thumpmichael, michael, michaeli feel loneliest at nightwhen i know for Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1124131100058162702005-08-15T11:32:00.000-07:002005-09-18T11:18:25.293-07:00Hating Tuesdayshe liked to leave me on Tuesdaysi don't really know whyi've learned to dread that dayas if it holds contempt for meto take what i lovefrom the time we kiss and say our goodnightsat the end of a monday to the few hours in betweenbefore he's supposed to leave for work that Tuesdaysomething happends inside of himas if a crazy brush has painted over his thoughtsor atomic implosion thatJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1124130757737393522005-08-15T11:28:00.000-07:002005-09-18T11:14:05.190-07:00Losing WAITi finally lost 10 poundsjust like you wantedjust like you asked foryou pushed me for so long tohit the gym or start that dietbut i was content with myselfbecause you were there to love meso all your words did nothinguntil you leftand i finally lost 10 poundsthough you're not here to seehow much better my pants fit meor how less embarassing it isfor me to wear a bathing suiti'm sexy Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1118337539153742892005-06-09T10:14:00.000-07:002005-09-18T11:04:41.776-07:00writing facadei only write poetry when i'm depressedthe kind where i'm at the bottom of some holei'm filling it with words painted in feelingsin poemswhen my heart is breakingthey are the painful screams of my heartthat travel to my brain then burst into fragments of poetrywhen i'm in lovepoems escape my lipsto my loveri don't need to write it downout of lovei document my griefbecause i don't Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1118337256911235852005-06-09T10:10:00.000-07:002005-09-18T11:04:12.883-07:00the counting gamei count the hours for your callbecause i know you can't standthis long without talking to mei count the days of your silenceand know any second nowmy phone will dance and singto let me know you miss mei count the weeksas i count my weaknesswhich include you, waitingand a stupid phoneyou used to need meand i realize i can countall i wantbut i could nevercount on youJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1118337019782126972005-06-09T10:01:00.000-07:002005-09-18T11:03:41.040-07:00if i were youi still look outside my windowsearching for a sign that you existmy heart crosses its fingers with each glancejust to see your car parked on the streetlooking, spying, checkingif i'm awakeor at least see you drive bylike a stalker in the nightfor just a glimpse of my shadowor seeing my light on at 2 in the morningor see your unmistakeable figurewalking towards me and waving a Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1118336474192287392005-06-09T09:58:00.000-07:002005-09-18T11:03:05.186-07:00sometimesi hate when i sit in the living roomand i hear footsteps walkingtowards the front doorthough i hold my breath each timeit never does stop to knocksometimes i want to run outsideto meet you even thoughi know deep insidei already know its notjust once, when i decideto get up from the couchcan you just be there?climbing the staircase towards merelieved that i knewyou were comingJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1118336317048197842005-06-09T09:53:00.000-07:002005-09-18T11:02:38.920-07:00what you left behindas you drift above yourselfin a stupid highlike a fog that rolls just above the groundi am chilled by the icy lonelinessthat your absence leaves behinda trail of uncomfortable silencesand frustrated wonderingsas you drive awayfurther and further from methe wind runs its fingers through your hairwhipping it across your facereminding you to love its freedomi remain stagnant in Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1118336008394574282005-06-09T09:51:00.000-07:002005-06-09T09:53:28.396-07:00exhaustionpressed against a sweaty bodymy lust rushes to my headand knocks on its doorit's tired and wants to restso it pushes thoughts of you outto make roomi begin to wonderwho's keeping you warm this nightas this pulsating bodyattempts to make it worth the effortJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1118335867637458722005-06-09T09:44:00.000-07:002005-08-17T00:56:46.636-07:00sex without yougropping, touching, grabbingat two forty seven on a monday morninghim and i togethersecretly wishingwe were with other peoplehe fights to not scream her nameso he bites my lip to shut upi keep my eyes closed tightlike pandora's boxafraid of what i may seeif they are openedbecause behind my eager eyesi yearn for only youand i can't stand disappointing themwith flashes of his faceas Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1062187084585433072003-08-29T12:58:00.000-07:002003-08-29T12:58:04.423-07:00dear michael, these lyrics are made out for you
so you can hear the bullsh*t and the f*cked up things you do
you love, you lie, you make me cry
and then you promise, cross you heart and hope to die
stick those needles in my eyes so i can bleed my tears
kiss sleeping beauty so i can wake up to my worstest fears
you her lover, your my fighter: the realities of my life
en guarde! as you stab me in Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1062184815038093772003-08-29T12:20:00.000-07:002005-08-17T01:03:46.310-07:00addiction for his fatal lovebrings me to my kneesparanoia is my anti- drugthe cure to my diseaseto love a man who'll never havethe feelings that i bleedhe's in my life, he's everythingtho im not the one he'll needmust stop the fear of losingsomeone i never hadcant hold on to somebodywho'll always make me sadthe hardest thing to dois love the one i hatea feeling once so rightproven false by fatea Jonoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1058154692034153792003-07-13T20:51:00.001-07:002003-07-13T20:51:32.090-07:00i don't know why im here
i don't know why i stay
i get nothing from this whole thing
i make time just to see you
yet your lips cant breath a thank you
i question if you love me
do you really care?
are you really worth it?
am i wasting my time
with an ungrateful boy?
sometimes i want to leave
run away and never look back
but you change my mind
in a heartbeat
with just one lookJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1058154662216524012003-07-13T20:51:00.000-07:002003-07-13T20:51:02.383-07:00X-posed
eyeliner, lipstick, hair all done
invincible, perfect, have all the fun
outfits, clothes that make them stare
to see past that is just plain rare
the snob, the beauty, the heartless bitch
just propaganda, its my sales pitch
i'm exposed now, i can't hide
this is me, i know i lied
you see her, that's not me
i’m not the girl you thought i'd be
you think you have me figured out
how can youJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-1058154587881966172003-07-13T20:49:00.000-07:002003-07-13T20:49:47.920-07:00another broken heart
he takes my heart
keeps it under glass to show off
for them
he takes my heart
holds it like he means forever
for me
he takes my heart
crushes the last surviving pieces
for her
he takes my heart
like its destined to break
for him Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-945301962003-05-18T02:25:00.000-07:002005-08-16T23:45:18.790-07:00picture perfectthe portrait is finishedshe struggles to seean imperfectionin her love-to-beshe labels it "perfect"and treasures it sodidn't look closerso she'll never knowabout the obvious flawin her image of themoblivious to thornsin her rosebud's stem'till she finds the spotthat catches her eyelove is not perfectits all a liefruitless effortsto erase the markshe refuses to listenand remains in Jonoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-945297672003-05-18T02:02:00.000-07:002005-08-17T01:09:59.663-07:00impossiblelistento my heartwhile deceitful wordspound at my eardrumstill whispers from within are unheardfollow my heart while lost in a battlefieldagainst my mindwhere i cant find a way out of miseryJonoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-904781012003-03-10T13:18:00.000-08:002003-05-06T23:29:12.000-07:00ode to my wife
(a poem from an old man)
they say you’re getting old
your hair is turning white
but all i see, my sweet
are streams of silver moonlight
they see wrinkles on your face
a new one every day
just a tally of your beauty
is all i have to say
your teeth fall off one by one
just like a shooting star
the softness of your gums
is the best wish by far
your walker, our pretend balcony
lookJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-897663912003-02-26T00:58:00.000-08:002003-03-07T07:49:36.000-08:00her life
an empty
drawing board
waiting to be filled
innocence
paints her face
naievity
draws her smile
oblivious
to the boy
who's destined
to eraseJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-897661672003-02-26T00:49:00.000-08:002005-08-17T01:14:15.876-07:00villanous savioryou save megive me wingsthen tell me to fly awaybut i wont leave youso you leave meto dieJonoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-897020142003-02-25T01:18:00.000-08:002003-02-25T01:20:15.000-08:00the true cinderella story
barefoot
walking away
from the past
a castle built
on empty hopes
and promises
impossible dreams
crumble
at the sight of the
escaping child
with broken pieces
all over the floor
of a beautiful heart
that used to
belong to you
shattered
thorns of hate
reach out to stop
her salvation
her freedom
taste the blood
on her heels
as it carries her
through roads
Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-896658982003-02-24T13:24:00.000-08:002003-02-24T13:24:09.403-08:00i have a secret
no whisper can escape
these lips
words imprisoned
behind a scarlet jail
i wish i could share
my bitter knowledge
that we were
made for each other
like locks and keys
i fear you'd discover
we are too perfect
in compatibility
to be together and must
remain a secretJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-896656072003-02-24T13:18:00.000-08:002003-02-24T13:18:42.983-08:00remembering you
forgetting me
one day at a time
sadly watching
your eyes wander
to someone else
you've survived me
loving you
never
loving me
i survive you
with someone else
your eyes wonder
sadly watching me
one day this time
im forgetting me
remembering youJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-896654752003-02-24T13:16:00.000-08:002003-02-24T13:16:49.920-08:00watching you
watching me
waking sleeping beauty
inside
with kisses
from your fluttering butterfly lashes
watching me
watching you
provokes slumbering beasts
inside
with daggers
from your piercing brown eyes
stop watching
this watching
or watch me
stop watching youJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-895444562003-02-22T01:09:00.000-08:002003-02-23T00:41:21.000-08:00ode to the boy in speech class
ode to your hair, your pants, your shirts
that resurrect a mem'ry that hurts
the painful way you laugh and smile
forces to reminisce awhile
ode to his love, i'll hate you more
blame you that he's out the door
forgiveness if you take his place
draw my future, my past: erase!
ode to what you're meant to do
fool me till i wont know who's who
convince me that he Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-895443002003-02-22T01:01:00.000-08:002003-02-22T01:01:49.290-08:00the boy in my speech class
carries the smile you shine
wears your eyes that hold me
fashions the threads that make you
it's your chance to love me thru him
excitement. crack open his head!
hoping to find you there
but there stands speech boy
hitting me with the cold fist that
you will never love me againJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-893615132003-02-19T00:48:00.000-08:002003-02-19T00:48:12.580-08:00thus is the battle of the hearts
stone walls crumbled
fighting spirits perished
thriving hope diminished
great egos destroyed
unending joy forgotten
lasting love endedJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-893613892003-02-19T00:43:00.000-08:002003-02-19T00:43:40.073-08:00the icy heart
of a ruthless bitch
has finally met its match
the long awaited foe
the worthless puddle
wont ever forget
the boy that melted her
to nothing but a pool of tearsJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-890827602003-02-14T01:30:00.000-08:002003-02-14T01:30:15.210-08:00valentine heart
cut the red paper
into my little heart
bleeding with love
for you
folding the past
in half, in hopes
that i will forget
you too
slice it once
until you've made
the perfect
symmetry
you wrap it up
and send my heart
right back
to meJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-888378352003-02-09T22:53:00.000-08:002003-02-09T22:53:03.846-08:00whispering truths
with just one touch
from you
behind the scene
details
all for me
this is
loving me
without words
but sometimes
i wish
i could hear it tooJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-886355882003-02-05T22:44:00.000-08:002003-02-05T22:44:07.996-08:00the
gaps between
moments with you
are
longing endlessly
for delicious memories
while
temptation hangs
atop half eaten hearts
my
infidelity surges
from the tips of my touch
and
hungry cravings
lust after forbidden fruits
until
quenching presence
of you drown my lips
soon
forgetting wishes
from weak hearts inside meJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-790950202002-07-17T21:54:00.000-07:002002-07-17T21:54:33.920-07:00you
hold his hand
say i love him
i pretend that it's you
close my eyes
touch his lips
i think that they're yours
takes me in his arms
whisper in my ear
i wish this to be you
walking side by side
believing i am his
i still belong to you
pressed against his body
feel his breath on my cheek
i want to scream for you
go home to his house
sleep in his bed
then i pray for you
wait till you come Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-775184592002-06-08T20:38:00.000-07:002002-06-10T10:09:34.000-07:00if i drank a lil more
and i danced a lil dance
would that make me cool?
would that make you love me?
if i acted a lil older
and i shed my youthful ways
would that make me mature?
would that make you love me?
if i knew you a lil later
and you fell in love with me now
would that make me available?
would that make you love me?
if i drove a cute lil car
and took you to the best parties
would that Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-775179192002-06-08T20:19:00.000-07:002002-06-08T20:25:19.000-07:00what if
what if
you never lied
never fed me false security
that you would be there for me
would i be crying right now?
what if
i let you continue
to hurt me each day
and i wouldn't complain
would i be happier now?
what if
i knew that
i'd be missing you this much
like i cannot live without you
would i have let you go just now?
what if
i wasnt me
i became the girl you wanted
and you were Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-775173042002-06-08T19:56:00.000-07:002002-06-08T20:03:23.000-07:00little mermaid
dont try to stop her
because no one can
she swims to tomorrow
with a picture in her heart
dont try to stop her
she wont listen
she cant see the impossible
when she looks into his eyes
dont try to stop her
she would kill
anyone in the way
between her and the fatal surface
dont try to stop her
her need for the human boy
drives her to the unbearable sand
and bake under the eyes Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-775169752002-06-08T19:45:00.000-07:002002-06-08T19:45:56.830-07:00catch you
when you're standing
on top of the world
with a million stories under you
or behind you
if you want
i'll be here to catch you
when you're ready to test
out the limits of these wings
and you jump off
to pull away from me
if you want
i'll be here to catch you
when you've invested your sorrows
in a bottle of sweet redemption
and you just cant walk
like you used to
if you want
i'll be Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-774710862002-06-07T11:38:00.000-07:002003-04-20T22:06:22.000-07:00i feel the need for lips
throbbing red flesh
to press against mine
to taste
someone's passions
i want a sinful kiss
to cleanse me
of all my frustration
to baptize me
from this innocence
i will bury my insecurities
in your mouth
and seal them
like a secret treasure
in a caveJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-774504042002-06-06T22:11:00.000-07:002002-06-06T22:11:15.033-07:00To her:
Prepare to smile like you mean it
To nod when you don't understand
To laugh when its not funny
And listen when you couldn't care less
Don't forget to be there when he's alone
To leave when thats all he wants to be
To lose the battle but not the war
To forgive even when he cant
Please learn to hold him like that's where he belongs
To hug him like you'll never let him go
To kiss him withJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-773416262002-06-04T12:28:00.000-07:002002-06-05T15:20:22.000-07:00stop asking why
to the world with no answers
stop questioning everyone
when they have no idea
just start saying "because"
and pretend like you know
because maybe you do know
you hold the answers to your own problemsJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-773253112002-06-04T02:56:00.000-07:002002-06-04T11:40:29.000-07:00don't fool yourself
you are not a god
you bleed too
you are capable of
an eye fountain
you are not immortal
i know you hurt sometimes
so please stop acting
like all this doesnt kill you
because i know you still love me tooJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-773251932002-06-04T02:46:00.000-07:002002-06-04T02:50:55.000-07:00Fux0rz!
i f*cking hate you
f*cking her
and i wish she'd f*ck off
because she doesn't give a f*ck
about you
not like i f*cking do
dont be a f*cking moron
god! f*ck you!
so then tell me why
you just cant f*ck meJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-773249712002-06-04T02:28:00.000-07:002005-09-18T11:44:57.763-07:00the goldfish suicidesswimming in circlesmonotonous waves of melancholyeverything's the samebut each dayis a step closer to freedomwish someone would set me freetry to tempt the catacting like a tv dinnerhis eyes devour my every movetry to drown in my oxygenhold my breathuntil i turn orangebut cruelty prevailswatery hands hold me downinside a glass prisondesperation drives me madtake things in my Jonoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-773248252002-06-04T02:16:00.000-07:002002-06-04T02:28:50.000-07:00tonight is for the boys
drink until you forget me
go and fuck whoever you want
get high on their sex
watch them dance on your lap
let them awaken your manliness
dance until your feet fall off
kiss as many as you can
just one favor please
when you're done with your fun
hop into your car and go home
yes, come back home to meJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-773247092002-06-04T02:08:00.000-07:002002-06-04T02:48:55.000-07:00remember
when she wraps you
in her arms
remember
you never let me go
when she kisses you
good night
remember
i waited till the angels let you dream
when she says
she loves you
remember
we used to feel that too
when she knows
she's yours now
remember
you were mine first
and when you almost
forget me
remember
just remember- usJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-773242962002-06-04T01:38:00.000-07:002002-06-04T02:49:39.000-07:00you love it
she stays out till all hours
comes home when she wants
and you love it
she drinks with mr. vodka
and parties with smirnoff's ice
but you love it
yes an older woman
with a land of her own
and you love it
you werent her first love
virginity: non-existent
but you love it
you do not own her heart
she's your forbidden mystery
and you love it
she doesnt know your smile
she cant Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-772613072002-06-02T14:32:00.000-07:002002-06-02T14:34:53.000-07:00[[ poem from sophomore year ]]
The Funeral
Today the greatest guy has died
who since forever I had eyed
But now I send him to his grave
yet first to him, my Love I gave
For its reserved for my best friend
who's love once lived is now the end
I know he hurt me, I was there
I can't help it, Love aint fair
Today the greatest friend had died
who once was always by my side
Now I know he Jonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-772446712002-06-02T00:14:00.000-07:002002-06-02T10:42:49.000-07:00im done being your whore
and ive come to collect
i throw the money on the floor
i spit the words on your face
your eyes tell me
that i wont be paid tonight
even though you promise
with your heart- you lie
i would walk away empty handed
nothing but an insatiable craving
except she goes home
with a pocketful of your love
i will be back tomorrow
and every day after that- to collectJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-772443992002-06-02T00:00:00.000-07:002002-06-02T00:00:48.553-07:00i see two shadows
in the windows of your heart
sinister flames of black
dance and become one
as the lights click off
in the space that use to be mine
no one is aware
that they make love
but me
stranded on earth
looking up at the heaven
i wasnt invited to
enchanted by painful visions
as drops soak thru
the dress i knew you'd like
the ghost of me watches
no one knows im here
but me
sister rainJonoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-758405932002-04-26T00:57:00.000-07:002002-04-26T03:03:05.000-07:00he walked
to her door
with his heart
on a platter
and then
the dumb
bitch
ate itfallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-751020852002-04-06T01:23:00.000-08:002002-04-06T01:52:28.000-08:00i know why cinderella ran
she looked at the stranger
peering back from the water
pretty dress, make up, hair all done
then the clock struck twelve-
i know why cinderella ran
she danced beneath an ocean of stars
as he filled her ears wtih sweet praise
he offered her wonders she couldnt imagine
then the clock struck twelve-
i know why cinderella ran
she stared back at eager eyes
and she knew howfallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-112768572002-03-30T03:29:00.000-08:002002-03-30T03:31:17.000-08:00sitting in a cage
the love bird waits
for her other half to return
she cannot sleep
or eat without him
sitting in a cage
she does not hear
that her love
was swallowed by a cat
but still she waits
sitting in a cage
wingless flutters of the wind
torment her hope
she sings her song
praying it will be answered
sitting in a cage
a breathless shadow
who's life disappeared last year
and yet she fallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-105523322002-03-08T23:17:00.000-08:002002-03-08T23:21:06.000-08:00take my hand
lets travel to our world that used to be
where every sparkle in your eyes
told me you loved me
for all the reasons that made me
nothing in this world
could stand in the way of each promise
tucked away in our hearts
no words could describe
every exquisite moment
just sitting next to you
cant even fathom
living the dreams
i've spent my life wishing for
your unconditional fallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-105520372002-03-08T23:02:00.000-08:002002-03-08T23:02:25.800-08:00i love how your eyes
rest upon my lips
and linger on every movement
it makes
wanting to taste
every insatiable drop
i love how your touch
kisses every part
of my flesh
making my body ache for more
until i forget
im still breathing
i love how your smile
just tears down every wall
that my heart makes
contagious
i can feel one
creeping onto my face
i love how you are
sometimes
when you arent fallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-105224462002-03-07T23:13:00.000-08:002002-03-07T23:13:22.770-08:00just leave him
my feet are heavy
i cant make the first step
i need him
to be by my side
its not that he's holding onto me
but i to him
you deserve better
no one comes close
to comparing to
what he means to me
its impossible to find
another love better
than this
why do you let him do that to you?
i deserve it
he just says that
cuz he's mad
i need to be a better everything
for him
so he can fallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-104407932002-03-05T22:45:00.000-08:002002-03-05T22:45:56.563-08:00i don't fit
in these arms of yours
swallowed by an unknown touch
you feel so different
like a stranger lost
in a foreign land
i search for the familiar
forced affection
or was it always this cold
but you still grab hold
onto me
tight
i don't fit
in this pretty picture
with a painted smile
mindlessly nodding my head
agreeing with every stupid thing
that you say
you pray each night
that the fallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-103196712002-03-02T20:21:00.000-08:002002-03-02T20:21:02.680-08:00D U I
driving under the influence
of you
swerving in streets
flooded with angels tears
haunted by
fragments of our memories
because im driving under your influence
speeding down
memory lane
drivers pass me by
too engrossed in their
problems
dont see that
im driving under your influence
green light
why cant i let you
GO
red light
i just want to
STOP
it doesnt help that
im driving under your fallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-103186802002-03-02T19:44:00.000-08:002002-03-02T19:44:28.290-08:00im almost over
the way the stars
dance around your eyes
granting every secret wish
inside
im almost over
the soft fingertips
that seals what we feel
with just a feeling
of your skin next to
mine
im almost over
the sweetness that lies
in your lips
and the love hidden
in the corner of your
smile
im almost over
your feathered whispers
in the dark
silent verses
that seduces
my heart to singfallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-103125482002-03-02T15:39:00.000-08:002002-03-02T15:39:39.706-08:00this is my smile
it is fake
i see you smile
is it real?
i envy you
tell me
one thing
where do i get one?
please
dont keep it secret
share
i want to smile
a real one
from a real mefallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-103110342002-03-02T14:41:00.000-08:002002-03-02T14:41:24.410-08:00frozen
watching those
outside
an icy prison
you dont see me
you know im here
but u ignore me
im not worth
your smiles
because im...
frozen
and trapped
behind crystal walls
icy breaths
escape winter lips
chilled by the cold
from your hearts
i dont deserve
to bask in the warmth
of your laughter
and you leave me...
frozen
i am frozen
because of youfallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-103034362002-03-02T09:55:00.000-08:002002-03-02T14:22:52.000-08:00i dream of a thousand smiles
but i wake with a million tears
fallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-100743992002-02-24T12:22:00.000-08:002002-02-24T12:22:45.140-08:00screaming
at the top of my lungs
no one hears
my pitiful cries of help
but a prayer
within my heart
mouths a silent song
and it sings
of a love, of a life
of an angel in despair
of a child
who has grown up
too fast, too soon
you cannot hear it
only feel it
most dont want to
yet cant help but listen
to the hopeless being
who still manages
to hold on
to what little faith
she has
dont weep
fallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-100738182002-02-24T12:01:00.000-08:002003-04-20T20:23:19.000-07:00im still searching
for my fairy tale love
who rides with
a thousand moonbeams
behind him
carrying a promise
within his heart
to find and save
the withering angel
with just a look
he feels destiny
running through
our every being
his earthly touch
can bring only heaven
his passion
and prince-like urges
bottled up inside
waiting for only me
he joins me
in dreams
and awaits me
when i wake
fallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-100722452002-02-24T11:03:00.000-08:002002-02-24T11:03:27.020-08:00please leave me alone
i dont love you anymore
i cant love you
ive never needed you by my side
for without you
i know theres a chance
that i may fly again
i can watch you leave
and not a tear will escape
goodbye goodbye
you meant nothing
then you look into my eyes
they always seem to betray me
for they give it all away
and you know im still in love
with you
and i still need you
to feel alive
andfallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-100717432002-02-24T10:43:00.000-08:002002-02-24T11:43:28.000-08:00smile
though your heart is aching
smile
even though its breaking
when there are clouds in the sky
you'll get by
if you smile
through your fears and sorrows
smile
and maybe tomorrow
you'll see the sun
come shining through
if you
light your face with gladness
hide
every trace of sadness
although a tear
may be ever so near
that's the time
you must keep on trying
smile
what's the use of cryingfallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-100472362002-02-23T13:32:00.000-08:002003-04-20T20:22:35.000-07:00lies lies lies
unstoppable
they escape my lips
hoping they go unnoticed
all i know are lies
because that is what
you feed me
thank you
we both know
the truth hurts
way too much
even more than you
no vows of silence
i'd rather lie
than be as silent as death
i hate lies
i do
and i want to die
each time you do
but ive given up
i cant fight you
anymore
i lie to you
i lie to him
i lie to me
fallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-100471392002-02-23T13:29:00.000-08:002003-04-20T20:23:44.000-07:00my smile
is real
when he is
around me
holding me
lying to me
telling me
he loves me
i wrap him
in my delicate wings
its breaking
but he is always welcome
oh how i love you
my smile
is fake
when he leaves
when you tell me
how much he hurts me
slapping me
across the face
with obvious truths
that he cant
really love me
if he can do that
you dont know him
you dont know me
i smile
and each fallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-100471062002-02-23T13:27:00.000-08:002003-04-20T20:14:20.000-07:00if only i can wake up
and understand
that all the sick things
u do to me
is wrong
i dont deserve them
stop blinding me
from seeing the pain
stop covering my virgin eyes
with ethereal visions of love
because everyone else
sees right through you
they see me
lying on the floor
covered with the bloody
tragedies and sins
you have burdeneed
my soul
i want to hate you
because you
dont love mefallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-100405972002-02-23T09:07:00.000-08:002002-02-23T09:07:45.430-08:00I love you
(I love you too)
You’re the only one for me
( I feel the same way)
We belong together
(you really think so?)
I don’t want anyone else
(me neither)
I would never hurt you
(I know)
You can trust me
(I do)
She means nothing to me
(Thank God)
I’m sorry
(it’s ok)
I will never do it again
(I believe you)
I will never lie to you
(you just did)fallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-100405352002-02-23T09:05:00.000-08:002002-02-23T09:06:04.000-08:00A S // S H E // S M I L E S // A T // Y O U
i smile
you smile
as she smiles at you
i wait
you go
as she enjoys you
i love
you love
and she loves you too
i believe
you lie
and she laughs at me
i cry
you leave
as she smiles at youfallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-99932932002-02-21T22:34:00.000-08:002002-03-02T14:45:41.000-08:00people dont change
everyday
we discover that we become
more like ourselves
and less like they've molded us to be
so why
do i keep praying
that you will treat me decent
and why
do i keep waiting
for you to become
the person i want you to be
the person you are not
and will never be
i still try to change for you
so you can be proud
to be walking next to this nobody
this nameless angel
with the fallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-99143102002-02-20T00:20:00.000-08:002005-09-18T13:39:46.966-07:00first timeim young and im scaredand so unpreparedtheres a spot in my pantsit stinks and its wetand awful- i betoh, i can tell at first glancepick: tampon or padthey both just sound badwhy did this have to start?i feel like i'm dirtyi act much more flirtyleave me alone if you're smartits creamy and thickand makes most guys sickwhen will this be done?it makes peepee pinki feel that i stinktrust me,fallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-98766432002-02-18T22:55:00.000-08:002002-02-18T22:55:44.696-08:00i try not to cry over you
but you have a way
of squeezing the tears from my eyes
do you enjoy hurting me like this?
cuz i dont find it fun
but if it makes you happy
it must be alrightfallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3343845.post-98613512002-02-18T14:27:00.000-08:002002-02-18T14:27:18.043-08:00heaven still denies me
and earth does not want me
where is that place
between here and there
i find it each time he smilesfallenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03684731087264063868noreply@blogger.com0