Slowly I shine like a
dime over time
but if i speak the truth, it will be a crime
and if bạn are feeling my rhymes than it would vanish like dust and my words would di chuyển faster
than the rush and im tired of people
creeping up i feel that i had enough of life and stress.

I speak these words so that i could get this pain off my cheast.


I speak these words so that it could get the pain
off everybody cheast.

This is for the people who have stress everyday.

stress & pain

the ocean. majestic. frightening.
timeless master of the treasures it buries and of the destiny of all the life it protects and massacres in its chaos.
the sand. dust of times.
discreet accomplice of silent births and deaths of billions of shells and skeletons.
the sun and its moon. lascivious in their clouds and their aurora borealis.
the rocks. the indestructible soldiers. the guardian angels.
me. am one of them. joined the band. so much isolating and yet comforting,
the sky may spit it its poison, whip it and tear it all up of its anger,
it’s always there, proud to be strong, faithful and true.
this is where it all began, where it’s being loved, where it hurts and where it will die.

LivHILuvAlwaiz♥jj9

Hands at the two and nine
Behind a wheel for almost four

Road stretched, not looking back
Behind her eyes

Leaving the trouble
Forgetting the noise

Regretting nothing
In her mind

She still aware of the risk
Having been broken all the time

The wish is still warm
Like the west

Ahead is her world
Waiting to be traced

Not only just summoned
But sugar kissed

Sailing on waves of black
Toward a sign of new

Never thêm in cold
Towards sun drenched solace

She hopes
After even frailness

Not wanting to be broken
In Sac Town

Her Will and will waits

TM

Maybe bạn are young
Maybe bạn are old
Maybe bạn are deaf
Maybe bạn are dumb(not having the ability to speak.
Maybe bạn think people are over caring
Maybe bạn think people dont care enough
Maybe bạn feel brokenhearted
Maybe bạn are the one that gave the broken heart
Maybe bạn feel left out of everything
Maybe bạn want to just get away from it all

I can look inside of bạn and see how bạn feel and bạn can not look insde of me.
But one thing I do know is that these ten maybe's are ten reasons why bạn hoặc I can make a difference, and why MAYBE can make a difference to.

this goes out to bạn my old best friend,
i thought i'd never loose bạn until the end,
but i'm giving up today, this is the last time i say hey,
i miss the old days when we had something to do,
but i'm guessing bạn don't now, do you,
it's time to say goodbye,
maybe run away and die,
i still miss bạn a lot,
but i now it's time to let go.

it's hard to tell bạn how much i tình yêu you,
i guess i have always been there just to help you,
i wish the future was thêm like the past,
but then the future would never last,
i wish now was just the same,
but it seems to bạn i'm just a name,
it's not the end of the world and it's nothing new,
it's just the same old shytt we always knew,
but we can try to change and take a chance,
before this becomes our final dance.

i am depressed,
i am not acting,
you're not impressed,
but it has sent me packing,
i have Mất tích my mind,
i have gone crazy,
it's bạn i try to find,
but now i have just gone lazy,
i seem to disappear,
i escaped reality,
i coward away in fear,
to escape your lethal ways,
i walk away,
not in front of you,
bạn ruin my day,
and others too,
bạn push me around,
bạn think bạn are so cool,
i stubble and fall down,
"dude, bạn are such a tool".

can we go back to the way we were,
after all we went through,
bạn are not the same as i thought bạn were,
so why do i still think of you,
because you're beautiful,
bạn are perfect,
your life was full so i left it,
it broke my heart,
but i suffered through,
and i still stand strong because i tình yêu you

Imagine two different persons,
and yet, the same.


The person who's living
life for others
will stay.
That's the person who
has no life,
the person who
needed to devote
all these years to someone
who lives in memories,
to someone who
cares for all these past days
they have lived together.


The person who's dying
along with all these memories
is sitting in the dark.
That person remembers.
That person had a dream once.
That person see no light,
tho the other one used to be
the light of all these days
they shared together.


That person was me.

Behind the door
of your destiny
are dreams
that still shine
in the haze
of your memories.


These dreams
are so distant
and invisible,
though your eyes
still stare into them.


Everything is so foggy
like your thoughts.
bạn sit alone
trying to reach that
small piece of happiness,
trying to find
a purpose of life.


Dreams, that still
live in you
are smothered by
the cruel reality.
But, they still live
inside,
feeding the memories,
reviving the soul.


Dreams,
even if they are
condemned to oblivion,
live within your heart,
in hope,
in remembrance,
shining in
the haze of
your memories.