I thought it would be easy for me to do on this type of thing, but unfortunately
it wasn't. I begged him to give me time to think things out. He had no choice, but to wait it out. I wondered what my life would be like on the other side of things. Happy to know that faith was right there besides me guiding me to leave on my own accord. Brainwashing no more I said as I walked into another life that has been waiting on me to wise up and straighten out the beautiful mess that is my life. Forever always lurking within me.
lequirkychic writes
Friday, January 14, 2011
Thursday, November 11, 2010
killing me
I closed my mouth when you closed your heart.
This tension I feel when I'm with you is clear.
It hurts me so to feel this way so we may have to talk
soon. asap!
This tension I feel when I'm with you is clear.
It hurts me so to feel this way so we may have to talk
soon. asap!
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Sunday Scriblings
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Walking on the Edge
I like to walk on the edge.
Testing the limits, Tasting the forbidden fruits.
Caressing the dark side of life.
Dangerously sampling life's not so pretty undertones.
I like walking on the dark side. Tempting fate, testing my
capabilities.
Testing the limits, Tasting the forbidden fruits.
Caressing the dark side of life.
Dangerously sampling life's not so pretty undertones.
I like walking on the dark side. Tempting fate, testing my
capabilities.
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Sunday Scriblings
Monday, August 9, 2010
Walking out
I was almost half way out the door before you stopped me.
You wanted me to stay, but how long could I take this?
It made me sad to see you cry and plead.
You know I can't stand to see anyone in pain.
I have to do what's right for me and that is to move on.
On to big and better things.
My new life awaits.
Hope you can understand that.
You wanted me to stay, but how long could I take this?
It made me sad to see you cry and plead.
You know I can't stand to see anyone in pain.
I have to do what's right for me and that is to move on.
On to big and better things.
My new life awaits.
Hope you can understand that.
Labels:
Sunday Scriblings
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Unconscious Mutterings
1. Inception :: Is key
2. Anticipation :: is liberating
3. Space :: in time
4. Earn :: my respect
5. .com :: around sometime
6. Hello! :: Goodbye
7. Equivalent :: to none
8. Swore :: an oath
9. Actions :: are increasingly loud
10. Expletive! :: behavior
Unconscious Mutterings
2. Anticipation :: is liberating
3. Space :: in time
4. Earn :: my respect
5. .com :: around sometime
6. Hello! :: Goodbye
7. Equivalent :: to none
8. Swore :: an oath
9. Actions :: are increasingly loud
10. Expletive! :: behavior
Unconscious Mutterings
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Jeans to Jewels
I traded in my jeans for a pair of high heels and jewelry to last a whole lifetime. I wanted to be her so that I could fill a space inside myself.
She wanted my jeans and tees life while I wanted her glamorous one. Together we lived a parallel life, only she was downgrading and I was upgrading.
It was sheer paradise until I became miserable and longed for my old life. Yes, I was happy to be in the lap of luxury, but I felt that my place was with me.
So I traded it all back and lived happily ever after.
She wanted my jeans and tees life while I wanted her glamorous one. Together we lived a parallel life, only she was downgrading and I was upgrading.
It was sheer paradise until I became miserable and longed for my old life. Yes, I was happy to be in the lap of luxury, but I felt that my place was with me.
So I traded it all back and lived happily ever after.
Labels:
Life Swap,
Sunday Scriblings
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Creation of you
If i painted a picture of your perfect
form it would not do you justice.
If words could show how much I appreciated you
then the expressions of verbs would be galore.
I often struggle with what to say, but the birth of such feelings
are many.
I am thankful for God creating a person as beautiful as you.
form it would not do you justice.
If words could show how much I appreciated you
then the expressions of verbs would be galore.
I often struggle with what to say, but the birth of such feelings
are many.
I am thankful for God creating a person as beautiful as you.
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Birth,
Sunday Scriblings
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