The Artist
05-23-2012, 07:18 PM
Dying Love
How could I foresee this?
This love that died
It took something out of me,
But I do not know what to do.
Why could I not see this coming?
It was the events leading up to something horrid.
With a side of dreary effects,
Yesterday I wept and today I plan my revenge.
Tonight I died a little inside
I had to say goodbye to this love,
And goodbye to my sanity.
But, hey! Guess what?
I’m feeling crazy and doing good.
Your Voice
I like the sound of your voice,
The tone sinks into my memory.
I will not silence it — my choice,
It leaves me with such brevity.
We could meet across the stars
Where dreams meet one another.
As long as love guides us,
We will never be apart,
Nor will it interrupt us — bother.
You know what I am talking about,
Do not play a little miss shy-shy game
I love you this much — a hefty amount,
There's no point in saying it, lame.
I enjoy hearing your voice
It relieves me of my stress.
Your blue eyes calm my soul
And it relieves me of any duress.
I am at your mercy,
So please be gentle.
Follow My Pen
On this piece of white paper,
I am the blue lines that ink writes on.
You are the red, thin margin that keeps me in line,
And the pen that brings us together is our bond — our love.
Together in our notebook, we write out our journeys.
By flipping page-by-page, we see something special —
A special something that is ominous.
It's so magical that neither of us expected it to be true.
We were once alone when we didn't express our words,
Just follow my pen, baby. Together,
I'll write us a sentence to hold onto forever.
Love Not Lost
They say love is impossible to access.
And I will sometimes believe their negative words,
I always go about this wrong way; I'm always frantic,
But this time I will be realistic.
Love's not lost, just found
I look at it as if it was round
Always reachable, just effort needed,
Perhaps if i just pleaded..
Just perhaps.
Always losing what's real,
And gaining what's fake.
Love is like an onion — always getting pealed,
And not willing to take it in that right moment..
Love was found, but now lost again,
I'm might just go take love for long spin,
The inner-layers of this onion joyride has always just been
There for it to be lost again.
They say love is impossible to find,
And sometimes I will believe their negative words.
I went about this the wrong way — I was a realist,
Perhaps I just need to go into panic.
Love not lost,
Love not found.
Love is here with me,
And that is what's meant to be.
You're The Reason
You're the picture to my frame,
You're the candle to my flame.
You're the one who rids me of this pain,
And you keep me from going completely insane.
You're the hot, burning fire
That lights my hidden desire.
You're the song in my lonely quire,
i know this; I'm no liar.
When I told you I loved you, I meant it.
The proof of that is in this heart-shaped pendant.
You're the one who has witnessed
My unconditional love that's entirely endless.
You're the reason I live,
You're the reason I get up.
You're always in my heart,
And nothing can tear us apart.
A Sinful Heartache
Blast apart the sins through Heaven and Hell,
Give into the inner-desires that go with this spell.
Michael and Lucifer know what this contains.
It’s like black magic — forbidden despite its written restraints.
If this be lying, then slit my wrists right now.
If this be truth, then allow me to deliver the wham, bam, POW!
I swear I’ll cross my eyes, and shut my heart.
I’ll forever rip and tear the sins that withered us apart.
The Angels and Demons guide us in two different paths,
You’re going to get God’s pleasure, and I’ll feel Satan’s wrath.
I gave into my lust, and you kept your chastity.
The Angels are singing for you, but it’s not my kind of rhapsody.
I can accept this as my end as I dug my own grave.
Betrayed you I did, and nothing to you I gave.
If the tomorrow is today, and today is the end,
Then why are Gods and Devils fighting, if mine hasn’t even begun?
How could I foresee this?
This love that died
It took something out of me,
But I do not know what to do.
Why could I not see this coming?
It was the events leading up to something horrid.
With a side of dreary effects,
Yesterday I wept and today I plan my revenge.
Tonight I died a little inside
I had to say goodbye to this love,
And goodbye to my sanity.
But, hey! Guess what?
I’m feeling crazy and doing good.
Your Voice
I like the sound of your voice,
The tone sinks into my memory.
I will not silence it — my choice,
It leaves me with such brevity.
We could meet across the stars
Where dreams meet one another.
As long as love guides us,
We will never be apart,
Nor will it interrupt us — bother.
You know what I am talking about,
Do not play a little miss shy-shy game
I love you this much — a hefty amount,
There's no point in saying it, lame.
I enjoy hearing your voice
It relieves me of my stress.
Your blue eyes calm my soul
And it relieves me of any duress.
I am at your mercy,
So please be gentle.
Follow My Pen
On this piece of white paper,
I am the blue lines that ink writes on.
You are the red, thin margin that keeps me in line,
And the pen that brings us together is our bond — our love.
Together in our notebook, we write out our journeys.
By flipping page-by-page, we see something special —
A special something that is ominous.
It's so magical that neither of us expected it to be true.
We were once alone when we didn't express our words,
Just follow my pen, baby. Together,
I'll write us a sentence to hold onto forever.
Love Not Lost
They say love is impossible to access.
And I will sometimes believe their negative words,
I always go about this wrong way; I'm always frantic,
But this time I will be realistic.
Love's not lost, just found
I look at it as if it was round
Always reachable, just effort needed,
Perhaps if i just pleaded..
Just perhaps.
Always losing what's real,
And gaining what's fake.
Love is like an onion — always getting pealed,
And not willing to take it in that right moment..
Love was found, but now lost again,
I'm might just go take love for long spin,
The inner-layers of this onion joyride has always just been
There for it to be lost again.
They say love is impossible to find,
And sometimes I will believe their negative words.
I went about this the wrong way — I was a realist,
Perhaps I just need to go into panic.
Love not lost,
Love not found.
Love is here with me,
And that is what's meant to be.
You're The Reason
You're the picture to my frame,
You're the candle to my flame.
You're the one who rids me of this pain,
And you keep me from going completely insane.
You're the hot, burning fire
That lights my hidden desire.
You're the song in my lonely quire,
i know this; I'm no liar.
When I told you I loved you, I meant it.
The proof of that is in this heart-shaped pendant.
You're the one who has witnessed
My unconditional love that's entirely endless.
You're the reason I live,
You're the reason I get up.
You're always in my heart,
And nothing can tear us apart.
A Sinful Heartache
Blast apart the sins through Heaven and Hell,
Give into the inner-desires that go with this spell.
Michael and Lucifer know what this contains.
It’s like black magic — forbidden despite its written restraints.
If this be lying, then slit my wrists right now.
If this be truth, then allow me to deliver the wham, bam, POW!
I swear I’ll cross my eyes, and shut my heart.
I’ll forever rip and tear the sins that withered us apart.
The Angels and Demons guide us in two different paths,
You’re going to get God’s pleasure, and I’ll feel Satan’s wrath.
I gave into my lust, and you kept your chastity.
The Angels are singing for you, but it’s not my kind of rhapsody.
I can accept this as my end as I dug my own grave.
Betrayed you I did, and nothing to you I gave.
If the tomorrow is today, and today is the end,
Then why are Gods and Devils fighting, if mine hasn’t even begun?