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Jaded. Fragmented. Fallen.
Always Rising.
Sunday, January 8, 2006
09:29 p.m.
the regrets of life,
a life lived but not spun,
the spinning of the wyrd
too late to be held
but cut-
you felt not
but loved not.
Maybe you were the smart one,
i was always caught in the whirlwind,
always hurt,
always having fun.
the shadows that i crave to hide
my scars,
the quietness of longing you.
never again will i feel your touch,
never again will i want to
now that knowledge has seeped through.
but keep that extra breath that i
breathed for you,
keep the love
that i tried to plant,
for i have moved on and forgotten you
but not the love,
never the love.
-alysia-
Sunday, January 8, 2006
09:27 p.m.
the soft words,
that i remember
being whispered
to me
bring tears
because they no longer
make a sound
and the rose lays
there
alone, innocently and
unaware
of the pain and tears
that surround it.
-alysia-
Sunday, January 8, 2006
09:23 p.m.
Impatience
it tears at her
unable to see
or even hear
what's goin on around
her-
selfishness
you call her krazy-
that you don't need her-
you treat her like shyt
and expect her to care.
expect her to crawl
back to you.
this may seem new to you-
but she's female and more beautiful than
you
so when you dump her
and kick her around-
she has friends to turn to
and they'll support
the veins of youth
that you've
tried to pry out of
her-
she's only human-
but you can see
that beauty
as something you
do
and something that
she lives
and even though she
believe
she sees
the bruises
and you-
the passions
that kept her
vividly intense
about life.
-alysia-
Sunday, January 8, 2006
09:22 p.m.
The horrors-
you find yourself trapped
falling
never ending
but it did.
happiness,
you thought it was perfect
shattered
you lay on the ground
broken.
your mind spins
how did i end up here?
memory loss
but yet you know
this blood is just as vivid as
myne.
-alysia-
Sunday, January 8, 2006
09:20 p.m.
the values of a heartache,
the lessons we make
by travelling off the path
too stubborn to follow the rest...
careless
smiling
as the knife edges deeper
we don't seem to see
the hazards
of the hate
we create for ourselves.
laughter's poison soon drinking deep
the mirror's edge
and how the world perceives-
the wicked witch soon becoming yourself
and soon
all love will be found dead.
-alysia-
Sunday, January 8, 2006
09:18 p.m.
The pains
of missing you
seem almost unbearable
i want to hide from
the whole world
until you're here
with me,
because that's how it's
supposed to be.
this agony
because i don't know
if that promise
will be kept true
and i'm afraid
of never seeing you
until a year
is over
and so is my heartache,
because it'll
start all over again-
because then you'll convince me
once again
that we're meant to be.
-alysia-
Sunday, January 8, 2006
09:16 p.m.
broken,
the pieces lay
there
waiting to be crushed
once again.
emotions open
and the real pain
can be seen
astonished
you can't see
a life
living that
especially
when the perfection
was always there
like blood,
dripping away.
-alysia-
Sunday, January 8, 2006
09:14 p.m.
i've never felt this way
before.
i like it
but
i'm scared.
what if
you don't like me
and
if i did know
how
would you tell me?
and
if i did know
i'd
want us to last
forever
but we couldn't
so
i'll stay scared
to escape the pain
and
happiness caused
by
supposed true love.
-alysia-
Sunday, January 8, 2006
09:13 p.m.
i pace
because
i worry
and it's only been
a day.
this is hell.
i can't believe
i let it happen
again,
wasn't once enough
unbearable pain?
i stand here
staring
into nothingness
longing
for the pain
to just go
away
because i can't stand
being here
alone
with only memories
to guide me
further
into nothingness.
-alysia-
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