Life is like wine, bitter but sweet.
Aged to perfection, so make it complete.
Love's just a dream in which we always wake up.
And friends are just lies
Bitter and weak.
Don't put thought in this.
Just close your eyes and pray to miss;
The target's only miles wide.
A thought cannot grasp
Is how a future can collapse
If I never strayed from the past.
And the Universities,
They keep on asking me
What my co-curricular's are.
But for now I say
That thinking is my only hobby.
And I hope to see
Myself in future dreams
Somewhere far from this place
But I find it hard to leave,
When all I have here are droughted roots
Which might come up eventually
If they haven't already.
Something in me hopes they haven't already.
Because I'm not ready
To leave.
He says he looks like shit,
But he knows he's perfect.
He wonders why I stare,
But he doesn't understand
That when I look in his eyes it all comes back.
A wave of memories in his ocean eyes.
A spark that lit the smallest flame,
That ended up burning down this whole damn town,
A school girl crush that would go nowhere,
Until the girl tripped and kept falling
And she hopes she never lands.
He says he's sorry for everything,
And I just don't understand
How someone can apologize
For doing everything right,
For defining the word perfect,
For loving every inch
Of an undeserving school girl
Who just keeps falling,
And she st
All this time, those 2 fragile days,
I spent running away
And hiding from your hidden smiles.
I didn't know you were happy to see me,
You didn't show emotion.
I didn't know you wanted a hug,
I thought you were a beast.
I didn't know you tried to say 'I love you',
It all came out as tiny grunts,
Cries for help.
'Release me!', you cried, but no one would hear you.
Your mind wouldn't let you speak.
The chemotherapy wouldn't let you move.
You were caged to that bed, wanting to escape.
And all you wanted was a hug, a kiss,
One last small reminder
That you were still you,
I was still your granddaughter.
But I was young, I was st
All we had to say was 'Goodbye',
One simple word that held the world.
But it slipped out tongues
And was misplaced from our minds,
And so we live with a messy break,
Glass in our feet, blood staining the sidewalk.
But the taste of your memory will never leave my lips.
Yes, the sun has set.
But now the moon glows just as bright,
My Love.
9 pm was spent in the backseat,
As the car light silhouettes your tank top curves.
The radio plays some angsty song that we know
And we whisper the lyrics, our voices soft and slow.
And the speakers scream the soundtrack of our twin souls.
But you know he has to idea where you are.
You don't say a word because the suspicion grows and grows.
And the bliss comes crashing down onto your lips,
As memories of fights you recall as you hold onto my hips.
You feel on top of the world as our heat soaks this old Ford.
Your hair shines in the moonlight,
And reflects the Baltimore skyline that you now adore,
Because your Southern life never h
Life is like wine, bitter but sweet.
Aged to perfection, so make it complete.
Love's just a dream in which we always wake up.
And friends are just lies
Bitter and weak.
Don't put thought in this.
Just close your eyes and pray to miss;
The target's only miles wide.
A thought cannot grasp
Is how a future can collapse
If I never strayed from the past.
And the Universities,
They keep on asking me
What my co-curricular's are.
But for now I say
That thinking is my only hobby.
And I hope to see
Myself in future dreams
Somewhere far from this place
But I find it hard to leave,
When all I have here are droughted roots
Which might come up eventually
If they haven't already.
Something in me hopes they haven't already.
Because I'm not ready
To leave.
He says he looks like shit,
But he knows he's perfect.
He wonders why I stare,
But he doesn't understand
That when I look in his eyes it all comes back.
A wave of memories in his ocean eyes.
A spark that lit the smallest flame,
That ended up burning down this whole damn town,
A school girl crush that would go nowhere,
Until the girl tripped and kept falling
And she hopes she never lands.
He says he's sorry for everything,
And I just don't understand
How someone can apologize
For doing everything right,
For defining the word perfect,
For loving every inch
Of an undeserving school girl
Who just keeps falling,
And she st
Canvas Sky
The scent of salt water grows stronger as I walk onto the pier that floats on the Chesapeke Bay. The wind is strong and cold on my skin, making me shiver lighter in my short sleeves. The waves hum below me as the dim sunlight guides my way to the small celebration. I point out my parents through the crowd of people. The sweet scent of salt is now covered by the strong aroma of vodka, rum, beer, and some other scent that I don't recognize. I'm tired and weary from a long day of fishing, running, biking, and, of course, eating. The relaxing atmosphere of the ocean is now causing a battle between me and my eyelids. I look over at my
There you stand,
With nothing to gain,
Except a few more scars
And a whole lot of pain.
Does it make you feel good?
Does it make you seem strong?
Or does it just open your eyes
To all the things you've done wrong?
You sweep the pills under the rug
And read "Best Mom Ever"
Painted on that mug.
You think about your baby,
Hardly even two.
How can you teach him
Not to be like you?
You feed your addictions
With pain and affliction
And you beg for more.
I'll Never Love a Coward by Kikei-chan, literature
Literature
I'll Never Love a Coward
Oh, Lovely, don't fear.
I'll still always be there,
Tearing up your soul
And haunting your nightmares.
And, Baby, don't cry.
Unless your tears are made of acid drops
That burn your cheeks until they bleed.
If that were the case,
I'd wipe them away for you,
And scratch your skin so hard
That your flesh peels off the bone.
And if your little doll knows the truth,
She deserves you.
And, yes, I'll visit you,
So I can kick her porcelain face in
And blow out her dusty brains.
And, Darling, I hope the sun shines upon you
And shows its razor teeth
So it sizzles your gaze and burns your eyes
And you run into the ocean in a panic.
L
A lot has been going on.
I don't want to go into details.
I have no more computer, just a Nintendo DSi, which is awesome by the way, but I can't seem to access dA mobile from it.
So, if anyone needs to talk, add my myspace(www.myspace.com/kikimomo) or facebook (Michaela Moore).
If you have neither of those, you're out of luck.
But I'd love to catch up with everyone.
:]
No sleep.
Lots of school.
Too many calories.
A love life so dead that the marrow in its bones is starting to decay.
Hardly any time for friends.
No vacation this spring.
This is my life as of 8 weeks ago.
Kill me.