Back to the oldHere I sit again in my own self pity. Thinking over all the things i've been through in this life of mine. It seems like the happier I become...the harder I seem to fall back to the old me. I hate being in this state...It makes one truly feel weak beyond reckoning. Why is it that I tend to focus on all the bad in my life when things get tough? Why can't I be like all the others who live through their lives focusing on all their happy memories and completely ignoring their bad ones? Is it just who I am, Fred? Am I made to be in a constant state of fake happiness? On the outside I pretend to be happy-go-lucky without a care in the world, but on the inside I slowly but surely am falling apart.
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That Word LoveDon't let me hear You say goodbye Don't let me see You walk awayThat Word Love
For it would Hurt too bad It would sting Too much
Do you remember That word we use To say all the time The word we could Not go without saying
Love I think it was Yes Love That was it
Why can't we have That word again Why can't we relive it All over
If you leave now I'll never know it again I'll forget it Ever existed
So farewell to you And love too For with you it goes An
by ~Wispman
Why Lord WhyWhy Lord why Must I always Write on my shirt Welcome And let everyone Wipe off their feetWhy Lord Why
Why can I not Learn to take A stand for myself And not be manipulated
Why Lord why Do I put up with Everything people throw at me Without a thought of Telling them no
Why Lord why Do I never Have the strength To tell people How I feel
Oh Lord why Why am I who I am What do you have For me in your plan Where will I ever fit in
by ~Wispman
MemoriesIf I just had One more chance I would make it All up to youMemories
I would make You smile I'd make you laugh But it's too late now
It's all over I can't go back In time And change the things That befell between us
Oh mother why Why can I not Change the past
Why can I not Make it all happy memories To look back on
But of course I forgot All of those memories Have made me stronger So who would I be Without them
by ~Wispman
Beautiful Is Your NameIn a dream I saw the life I wish to haveBeautiful Is Your Name
I was so happy And you were There too
I think your name Must have been Beautiful For that is All that I called you
You had rose petals In your hair As you danced around In the moonlight
Your smiles put The stars to shame For it shined Far brighter than They could ever hope to
And I could not help But stand there And be amazed
For Beautiful Ah, yes Beautiful That truly was your name
by ~Wispman
Favourites
The EclipseTwo celestial bodies,The Eclipse
Each the guardian of their sky,
Rising to fall and falling to rise,
A ceaseless circle they will ever fly,
Apollo, glisten long and true,
Lady Luna never shines quite as bright as day,
Warriors masked as lovers,
Have burdened and broken her sway,
The two together is as rare,
As a rose's blissful smile,
But when entwined to dance as one,
They’ll take your breath away.
by ~MistknMind
Head Over HeelsWhen you love someone,Head Over Heels
You do the craziest things,
Your heart feels ten times lighter,
As if it had wings,
It flies away with you,
Leaving your mind,
All sense and knowledge,
Is left behind,
The sun shines brighter,
Than ever before,
Loneliness once your companion,
Is with you no more,
The smile that had once,
Eluded your lips,
Is now anxiously waiting,
At your fingertips,
With butterflies in your stomach,
And a sigh in your heart,
A simple conversation,
Is too hard to start,
With words you can't tell him
by ~MistknMind
MeI’m hot and I’m cold,Me
I’m young but I’m old,
I’m a beauty and I’m a beast,
I’m the best and I’m the least,
I love and I hate,
I’m early and I’m late,
I am a slave to freedom,
I’m a queen with out her kingdom,
I’m blue and I’m happy,
I’m stern and sappy,
I am pushed around yet I stand,
I fall yet I offer a helping hand,
I’m an original fake,
I destroy and I make,
I fly and I fall,
I’m the shortest tall,
I’m a mess but I’m clean,
My eyes a
by ~MistknMind
The FallThe FallThe Fall
Luscious yellows,
Violent red,
Floating away,
From the barking dead,
The time for change,
Whisks away,
Upon a northern wind,
Twilight, darkness, to day, I crush you yellow,
And trample you red,
You were torn away! From the shrieking dead,
Fly as you might,
It is your time to fall,
And no matter how loud I scream,
You will fall away.
Just like the leaves, try as you might, you will be forced to fall away. And I’m so scared. Do you know how hard it is for a falling leaf to find it’s tree aga
by ~MistknMind
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- Interests: Writing, Acting, Sports, Having Fun
- Favourite movie: What Dreams May Come
- Favourite band or musician: Staind
- Favourite genre of music: Rock
- Favourite poet or writer: Robert Frost, J.R.R Tolkien, Edgar A. Poe
- MP3 player of choice: Shuffle
- Shell of choice: nut shell
- Wallpaper of choice: umm...the stuff on my walls
- Skin of choice: Smurf skin...i've always wondered what it'd be like to be blue..
- Favourite game: Unreal Tournament
- Favourite gaming platform: Playstation, PC
- Favourite cartoon character: Peter from Family Guy
- Personal Quote: "I fear happiness for I know something horriable is waiting around the corner."
- Tools of the Trade: screwdrivers and hammers
- Email: isaiah_norris@yahoo.com
- AIM: wnorris333
- Yahoo: isaiah_norris
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