I sit in the darkness as I stare up at the moon above me. I hear your voice and know I will be okay. Even if bạn are dead and gone bạn are always with me. When I cry bạn are with me. When I laugh bạn are with me. When I dream bạn are with me. When I can't find bạn I get scared. But moments later bạn there to hold my hand. Only I can see you. Your body may not be here but your spirit is with me. It feels as if bạn have never gone. Now I feel much better because I know now bạn can never be taken away from me again. I may die someday but don't worry because bạn are with me.
R.I.P - Grandma Rose
"I tình yêu you"
R.I.P - Grandma Rose
"I tình yêu you"
Your words may stay trapped
inside your own mind
but I can feel them
although they're confined.
I can read your face
as if it were a book
your mind is unpleasant,
as bạn simmer and cook.
bạn give into hatred
your temper boils over
and it's all done
in less than a blur.
Your words do sting
but it does not matter
for in the end
I will not shatter.
In the end
bạn will be the victim
of yourself
in the verbatim.
bạn are trapped,
bạn are your own
enemy; your own life
bạn have already blown.
It is sad, truly;
closing yourself off
with violence;
for now bạn may scoff.
In the end,
karma is our keeper
she is the ultimatum
of the Grim Reaper.
inside your own mind
but I can feel them
although they're confined.
I can read your face
as if it were a book
your mind is unpleasant,
as bạn simmer and cook.
bạn give into hatred
your temper boils over
and it's all done
in less than a blur.
Your words do sting
but it does not matter
for in the end
I will not shatter.
In the end
bạn will be the victim
of yourself
in the verbatim.
bạn are trapped,
bạn are your own
enemy; your own life
bạn have already blown.
It is sad, truly;
closing yourself off
with violence;
for now bạn may scoff.
In the end,
karma is our keeper
she is the ultimatum
of the Grim Reaper.
Phasing in
and phasing out
forgetting what
I originally sought.
màu sắc blur
and meld together
I dance so close
beside the heather.
I'm on the edge
of oblivion
I can't trust
What I've been seeing.
The world whirs around
I can't see straight
can bạn tell me
how I won this fate?
My thoughts
do vary from time to time
but they're always the same:
of my internal rhyme.
My life beats
to it's own accord
always repeating
it's crazy chord.
And so, to you
I'll depart my advice
perhaps to your life
it's good to add some spice.
-Starwarsfangirl
6/23/1
and phasing out
forgetting what
I originally sought.
màu sắc blur
and meld together
I dance so close
beside the heather.
I'm on the edge
of oblivion
I can't trust
What I've been seeing.
The world whirs around
I can't see straight
can bạn tell me
how I won this fate?
My thoughts
do vary from time to time
but they're always the same:
of my internal rhyme.
My life beats
to it's own accord
always repeating
it's crazy chord.
And so, to you
I'll depart my advice
perhaps to your life
it's good to add some spice.
-Starwarsfangirl
6/23/1