Experience


One word that defines our emotion
Before it you wonder why?
After you’ve had it you understand


The heart ache of a first crush
The disappointment and heart break of reject


The loss of a family member
The hollow sadness, the silent tears…


Experiences are what tie us all together,
They help us feel love, hate, anger,
Sadness, compassion, jealousy, understanding,
Empathy and sympathy two very different emotions but
Still all the more important


Experiences…
Life,
Day after day…

I need someone…


By: Kelly

I need someone…
to care for me,
to love, and love me back…
I need help…
I gentle push, nudge anything…


how long will I have to wait?
for salvation to come



how many tears will I have to shed?
for salvation to appear?
and if so...
in what form shall I see it?
an angel or a man cloaked in black?


'talk to me’ you say to me
'I can listen’ you insist
I did…
I’ve tried…


but every time I do…


you always have to have the last word…
forcing you morals and ideas on me…
I don't want that…
all I need is someone to listen…
and understand…
is that too much?


I don't want my life,
my destiny,
my fate,
my future,
be written
controlled
directed and orchestrated by you!


so…


I’ve given up on talking…
I’ve given up crying in front of you…
because I’ve tried…
and you’ve let me down…


the tears I shed alone
I don't need you…
I’ve grown up.

great drawing of justin done by one of my great friends on twiiter: PaolalalaR

http://twitpic.com/1mt8gi

Fake it

By; Kelly

Bite back the tears,
Suppress the anger.
Fight the ever reoccurring pain,
Another day,
Plaster on my fake smile
And continue living another wretched day,
Lying to myself saying I am ok.
Lying to others saying
'I’m fine’ and not once meaning it…

Split


By: Kelly

An angel and devil rests on my shoulders
Both are me,
Both I must listen to.
But who will I give in to?

The angel persuades me,
She smoothes out my rising anger.
Telling my to do what’s right,
Make others happy, while swallowing back my own pain.
Always think with others in mind.

The devil prompts me, sneers at me,
Mocks me and tempts me.
'Do it,’ she would say,
'They care nothing of your feelings,
So why should you care about them?
Cast them aside!
They hurt you so crush them and
Make their life miserable.’

Their voices,
Sometimes individual,
Sometimes merged,
Rings and echo’s in my head
They haunt me.

Their never relenting cries,
My inner battle,
The outcomes:
The angel will relieve me of my burden
I will be set free.
The other…
I will be crushed under their masive weight
While the devil laughs by my ear and says
'I told you so…’