::God, Leave Me Be::
I spoke a few words with love. It was nice to hear his voice. What a pleasant sound. Feel like calling love again....


Lost the purse today. Had makeup. Eyeliner. Something I can't live without. Damnit. Fuck, I'm pissed. I Wish so badly I didn't leave it. All that make up. New. Not used. ::sigh:: I'm miserable. I'll live.


I feel naked in my grief.
Fully dressed and cold.
High in hopes. But disbelief.

I feel tired in my wake.
Openly minded and left.
Tired in sleep. Words are so fake.

::T'was you::
It was your smile that made me fall.
It was your eyes that destroyed it all.

Give me hate, so I can scream.
Give me death so I can destroy all that made me.

Your words made the call.
Your tongue took it down, made me crawl.

Give me power so I can live.
Give me pain so I can ruin all that was yours.

It was your laugh that made me melt.
It was your touch, that's all I ever had.

Give me tears so I can cry.
Give me life, so I can control this knife of yours.

It was this pain you made me feel.
It was the love that was unreal.

::Dissapear::
I had a dream. One of many, strange. The power I had. The steam from the showers still fins itself on my body. My breast still feel bare. My body still naked, fully clothed. It was so strange the way I felt his breath on my shoulder. Akward to feel his hands go cold. He touched my waste, he pulled me close, whispered words, but I can't recall what he said. I opened my mouth to say I love you, but he only kissed me. He looked at me with those eyes. I saw truth in the way he smiled. The way he touched my hair. God, my thoughts are just a dream. He's not real yet. He can't touch me yet. why? Why did you come to me? What's making you stay? Go forbid, I will have that day. I will have you to hold.