StolenLaying there on his stomach, I was quite content. His breath ragged from the heat, As sticky sweat acted as a second skin.Stolen
Reaching to grab my thin wrist, I pull away and sit up. Looking down at his face, His bright blue eyes are immersed in a blaze.
I frown at him, And yet it does not cool this silent fire. It threatens to tear me apart, As if I deserved consequence.
A grimace on my face, I get up off the ground. This is not fair, He cannot treat me like this.
Like property that can be toyed with. I am not a piece
Losing LoveI could see the love in his eyes, As he looked straight at me. “Roza,” he said. “I am only dragging you down.”Losing Love
I knew from what he said, That this was surely goodbye. This sorrow I felt was, Like a sharp cutting knife.
Clear, wet, salty drops moistened my face, When he turned to leave me. I clawed at the surface, Of whom I was without him.
I had to find my own path, On which no one supported me. Love meant nothing, Until I could live without it.
SpreadOut in the open sky, Spreading my wings to fly. To soar into the horizon, Searching for you to say goodbye.Spread
With every step you fade, Away from what we’ve made. I reach for you and yet, You run from me with eyes of jade.
Catch your dream where you be. Don’t run away from me. It’s all here for you. Can’t you look back and see?
Love yourself and don’t be blue, You’re a different kind of hue. You never have to reach far, I spread my wings for you.
Seeing RedIn my mind, I can see you clearly,Seeing Red
Just like a freshly washed window.
You stand silently tall, amidst the world crumbling. Yet, you don't deter under the toughest storm.
I scream in mind for you to notice me.
Perhaps I am not loud enough as you step away. What am I doing wrong that makes you go? Are you going to continue to silently push me away?
It's not fair that you have chosen to judge me so.
I wear a mask in your midst, afraid.
Your intense calm, makes me waver with indecision. Oh, why won't you talk to me?
I never have the courage to look
HeartlessTo be born, bound to a stranger by the heart… what a load of bullshit.Heartless
I knew I loved him since the day I met him. His smile, his gentle eyes… and yet we weren’t connected.
There were days when we’d lay in the grass field, just behind the giant “Do Not Enter” sign. With him, I could lay there and do nothing for hours. We wouldn’t speak, move, or even barely breathe.
The sky was beautiful, the grass sharp against our bare legs, and the feeling of his presence beside me… magic!
Other times he would sing for me, and I’d write down the music. It was a
Fall Break
Tired
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Colors mingle, sounds from the ambiance
Pandemonium of the forgotten
You hold the only key; release yourself
Arcadia resides right before you
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