Dear justagirlDear Justagirl,I've been meaning to write this to you for quite some time. I've always wished that I could make you see just who you really are. But you never listen. So maybe you'll hear me in this letter to who you claim to be.You're not just any girl. Not at all. Your silence brings beauty to the words of others. Your words crack open the things left unsaid, and shine light on all the places few dare look. You have a way about you that whispers of a majesty, and yet you always hold others up beyond yourself.Your eyes could scratch past the surface of the "he
Rewind TimeI gaze into your crystalline eyes and wish I could turn back the clock to the time when you loved me as much as I loved you.(but you always say that clocks can't be turned back. I wonder if you're right.)Malicious smiles and greedy words; you're not the person you started out to be. I miss who you were before this all went downhill.I never noticed before now but I miss the sweet whispers of,"I love you," and your eyes; your beautiful eyes.Rewinding time would be so much easier than all this regret I keep pent up inside and all the memories I force myself to lock away.(I
Here We AreAnd here I stand again,whispering words I knowthat she will never hear:It's drowned out by ashriveling darkness of wordsso harsh and broken.When I speak of beauty,she hears shouts of emptiness.When I whisper love,she only finds hatred
daylight starsalways where you need to beglittering sunshine into winter woodsand breathing summer into autumn daysalways where i wish i werewaiting on a dawnlight never comes never comes never comesalways right here where my heartwisheswisheswishes she could bein the midst of daylightstars
Wateredup Phrasesi still think i'm sundrenched thoughtsand wateredup phrases of longfound dreams.i still remember those starlit nightskiesand whispered iloveyous found beatenon the corners of broken curbs.i can't escape these thoughtsideaswordsthat shine from your moonlight eyes:i am whispered conversations in a smile.
The Letter Nnnightsky dreams andnever spoken whispers:the many meaningsattached to peopleplacesthings.echoes of wisdomfound in the emptinessbetween the stars:beginnings of a definitionof who someone ought to be.Is there any power in a name?
Truth Is What You'll Findthe truth is, i never really know.i don't know what i'm feeling,or why my heart skips three beatswhen she walks down hallwaysthat i've never even seen.the truth is, that somedays ifeel like i'm holding air,bottling feelings till they explode.whispering secrets to the night skyand wishing i could feel.i don't know what i'm not saying,and i wish that i could hold her.but that can't happen. it's not possible.i can't be there when the sun sets;all this fear is seeping outof the wholes that i thoughti closed up so very long ago.and i don't know what to think.the truth is: i don't knowthe secret is: i wish i di
Sonnet 3words are like the colors of paint run drylike summer and starlight carved in my dreamswhispers of wonder in ruby red skiesalike the sounds of my broken heart thememy color full thoughts came out black and whiteon parchment paper dipped in lostsoul ink.found in the shape of the autumn bird's flightlost in the middle of my cold heart blinkempty lettered moments in bright eyed staresbroken by the lyrics in a love songi've got nothing left, but why should I carewith no more words left since it's been this longnot even giving this just one more trywhen words are the colors of paint run dry
Washed in BloodWashed in bloodwill you ever be set free,Of pain so greatin your bitter heart?Wishing and waitingSomeday to findThat your Justiceis done.I'm not sayingthat what he didis right!But was I?Were you?Is anyone?NoWe have tonguesLike vipers,Hands of Ironand Fists of steel.Words now softand ever pleasing to the earare turned to Poisonin the whispers ofHatred and DespairSmack went the Hammer,As Thunk went the Nail.It was my hand, your hand, Our handsThat drove it home.
Broken HeartsBroken heartsCan't be mendedWith a stolen hammer,Nor fixed withIron fists.Broken starsCrash longinglyInto the crestOf eternity,Wishing for an end.But it never comes.Whispers ofThat nameless fear:Love,Broken heartsAre mendedOn the backOf unrelenting sorrow.Broken starsFall into your hands,Where words craftA bridge to nowhere.That's exactly where you are.
Echoing HeartUpon this grassy slope I sing,These praises in my heart I bring.Above me, I can glance the sky,Where angels praise the Lord on high.The sunset slowly falls aforeLike sweet Heaven's open door.The words I sing shall break my heart,As they split it all apart.Shattered, here I sit,I even almost try to quit.Friends around me change my mindThese ties are strong, they seem to bind.I cannot leave TheeThough it shall try meThis love is far to strongNothing ever can go wrong.For you are the Lord of meNothing I have can equal Thee.So, shall I praise You to the end?Or stand up from bended knee?
breath - collablife threads me away.we whisper in echoesand we kiss like rain.hands held in shadows,nothing but her beauty:all my heart exhaledin darkness.
Bittersweet - Collabyour eyes consume my heart.a fire in the nightburns last only so long, darling dear.they fade to ashes.you won't stopwhispering words into dreamlightuntil time stutters to an endand innocent luster fades from your eyes.not a blink before.your pearls will still shine like eyesi can only promise that they'll shine like farthings and rubiesyou're better than those bright starsyou're sweeter than innocence and more potent than sini'm just vinegar mixed with honeyhoney was always too sweet for meand vinegar, too bitter.
truth.whispered remembrance: all we ever were
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