Saerah

Love left today, Left without a single word to say. I lie peacefully on the cold, damp grass. Trying to stop the tears that cut like broken glass. I don't know why it had to go. Love left for reasons I will never know. I wish it could have stayed awhile. I would have liked to have kept my smile. I scream loudly, to the ugly, gray sky. No-one around to tell me why. Why my heart is broken, or even why I knew, That the one to break my heart would be you. I give my tears to the falling rain, Hoping that together we could ease the pain. I let the rain soak my hair, my face. Hoping that the tears would be replaced. They just keep f

For every time you lied, My heart broke a little more. For every time you tried, To shove me out the door. For every time you pushed me, My body recieved a bruise. For every time I tried to see, How often I could lose. For every time I cut the pain, And watched it fall away. For every time I made a stain, The blood of another day. For the moment I realized, I was messed up in the head. And the moment I realized, I was almost dead. For the moment I realized, I was beginning to weep. Was the moment I realized... I had cut too deep.

Why do people always seem, To hurt for the sake of hurting? And why must they kill the dream, By opening their mouths and blurting, A lie intended to cut you deep, A lie to make you cry. The lie that makes the fall so steep, That surely you will die. And even if it doesn't hurt, What hurts is the intention, Of making a person feel like dirt, There's no hope for redemption. You find it hard to trust someone, Who hurts you without a thought. You can not seem to find the fun, In smiling at the pain you brought. And every time they cut you down, You lose one more grasp on living. You seem to find that you always frown, And beco

I had a dream that I want to share, I was walking down the street, and no-one was there. Try to picture this dream, if you will. The birds were silent, the wind was still. Then all of a sudden came a beautiful song. That's when I knew there was something wrong. The cello played, and the melody made me cry. It was so beautiful, so sad, but I'm not sure why. Then I passed a graveyard, and shivers ran up my spine. The song still playing, the rhythm divine. The trees started blowing, the wind picked up pace. The sudden breeze caressed my face. I walked through the rows of graves, looking for the sound. But a grassy clearing was all I

I dream, to calm my aching mind. I dream, dont want to be left behind. Left behind, by others who sleep. So I fall unconscious, and oh so deep. To that place where everything's okay. Where everyone can have a say. The utopia where I can be who I dream. Where my confidence, I can quickly redeem. Far from the shadows that are my life, Away where noone can twist the knife. Into the world where it can all be true. Where I dont have to think about you. . . Flying high, inside my head. Never really leaving my bed. Soaring still, I come down to land. And find that it is hard to stand. In my dream, I think outloud, "How can I live, w