nightshifft
01-05-2010, 05:11 PM
the secret
i see the hurt in your eyes
i hear the sadness in your voice
Are you angry with me?
Iam sorry when its not your fault
How can I please you?
when your being there is pleasure enough
i feel the longing in your body
your pulse racing under my hand
i know the battle that rages with in
when your feelings have your mind spinning around
a moment of pleasure
before the door slams locking it out of your heart
nobody told you its was ok to take part
robbed raped
of the love of life that resides in your soul
left hurt broken and cold
come close let me tell you a secret
let me whisper this in your ear
let me tell you this because to me
its all to clear
its not always about pleasing
another when the price is your soul
its not always giving and then being left out in the cold
i tell you how lovely you are and see the fear in your eye
afraid with the next breath that you will be crucified
by harsh words that cut to the bone
and incriminating eyes that leave you wanting to hide
let me tell you this secret let me whisper in your ear
your lovely MI lady a treasure i hold dear
worthy of anybody's care
let your self live again let yourself lust
let your self smile again and learn to trust
a complement a kind word freely given
no payment needed
the joy in your eyes
a smile on your lovely face
peace in your mind a song in your soul
a heart that will open when kindness is shown
the sound of your laughter
that's what i crave
take back your life take back the control
give your gift only to those
who will respect you for who and what you are
a woman to love and to hold
dark
Picture Show
Dusty closet spilling its treasure
cracked and split its cover torn its old leather hide
unable to conceal the unseen past inside
filled with your dreams and prayers
slips and falls hitting the floor
helpless to stop it your life explodes
as small bits of your soul flutter down
you drop to your knees to catch them save them
to save yourself as if by this act alone
you will keep the memories intact
the body whole
some fall face up and greet you like a old friend
filled with health and faith good times and bad
a promise to the future you
always dreamed you would have
some fall face down like tarot cards
blank future waiting to be reveled
you feel the spirits of old walking through your mind
as you reach for the scrap will it scream
you were unworthy of the time spent there
you sit and you stare at the hopeless mess
this picture show that mocks your life
a tear gathers and falls to the dusty
images scattered on the floor
an hour later or was it ten years
you gather the old cracked book the scraps of your life
pushing and shoveling all the pieces of your life
to some dark corner your about to close the
closet door
you look up just then and see a willing face
lover a friend your saving grace
ready to help mend the broken past
to help put all the scraps back in
place
dark
i see the hurt in your eyes
i hear the sadness in your voice
Are you angry with me?
Iam sorry when its not your fault
How can I please you?
when your being there is pleasure enough
i feel the longing in your body
your pulse racing under my hand
i know the battle that rages with in
when your feelings have your mind spinning around
a moment of pleasure
before the door slams locking it out of your heart
nobody told you its was ok to take part
robbed raped
of the love of life that resides in your soul
left hurt broken and cold
come close let me tell you a secret
let me whisper this in your ear
let me tell you this because to me
its all to clear
its not always about pleasing
another when the price is your soul
its not always giving and then being left out in the cold
i tell you how lovely you are and see the fear in your eye
afraid with the next breath that you will be crucified
by harsh words that cut to the bone
and incriminating eyes that leave you wanting to hide
let me tell you this secret let me whisper in your ear
your lovely MI lady a treasure i hold dear
worthy of anybody's care
let your self live again let yourself lust
let your self smile again and learn to trust
a complement a kind word freely given
no payment needed
the joy in your eyes
a smile on your lovely face
peace in your mind a song in your soul
a heart that will open when kindness is shown
the sound of your laughter
that's what i crave
take back your life take back the control
give your gift only to those
who will respect you for who and what you are
a woman to love and to hold
dark
Picture Show
Dusty closet spilling its treasure
cracked and split its cover torn its old leather hide
unable to conceal the unseen past inside
filled with your dreams and prayers
slips and falls hitting the floor
helpless to stop it your life explodes
as small bits of your soul flutter down
you drop to your knees to catch them save them
to save yourself as if by this act alone
you will keep the memories intact
the body whole
some fall face up and greet you like a old friend
filled with health and faith good times and bad
a promise to the future you
always dreamed you would have
some fall face down like tarot cards
blank future waiting to be reveled
you feel the spirits of old walking through your mind
as you reach for the scrap will it scream
you were unworthy of the time spent there
you sit and you stare at the hopeless mess
this picture show that mocks your life
a tear gathers and falls to the dusty
images scattered on the floor
an hour later or was it ten years
you gather the old cracked book the scraps of your life
pushing and shoveling all the pieces of your life
to some dark corner your about to close the
closet door
you look up just then and see a willing face
lover a friend your saving grace
ready to help mend the broken past
to help put all the scraps back in
place
dark