Dec 30, 2004 12:40
Well, things are still...good
Not really doing much right now and all, so I figured I'd leave you all with something different. Ever since I have been living here and all, I really got into writing and stuff instead of the normal journal thingy . So, here's a couple of poems I've written. One that some may have heard, others that no one has. I'd like to know what you guys think about them and all - and if you have any questions about them, let me know! So, hope you enjoy!
Luv Chrissy
*LIES*
I hate being lied to.
I hate using the word hate to define such things.
What was ever the point?
The truth be told,
Lives would proceed,
Hearts would beat, never being broken.
How can someone sit there,
Upon some invisible throne,
And seep words of deception and trickery
That need not exist in the first place?
It always deals with the least significant issues...
All he had to say was a simple answer to a petty question
And my fire would not be raging with antoagonizing irritation.
I have spent so much of my time on faithless people and occasions.
Why do I continue to bask in a sun that will only Burn me?
I have made decisions - made choices - that were based on his kingly ways
Of power within deception,
And not being able to find such other units.
In this kingdom reigns your royal highness,
Loving life with his queen,
Who perches upon his side, holding no significance other than that of his queen.
What a relationship - a life - to live,
Where your key orle is to better the appearance of another and only that.
I hold sorrow for her and her naivety.
I hope one day she unlocks her pretty blue eyes and looks the hell around
To realize that the kingdom sh once loved is no more,
And her king nothing but a greedy digger out for the sole purpose of one person.
How her heart will depart this life from learning that one person is not her.
I fear the day - for her sake.
She does not deserve to live within deception she can not see.
She does not deserve to always wonder what else his eager hands are on.
I am not even familiar to her or her life,
And feel such truths to really reign through that kingdom.
It is distressing to hear that everyone else within the land
Sees the truth - except for her.
I only wish upon countless stars that I could give her my eyes.
Give her the glimpse she can not grasp.
No one should be at the hands of another merely for the objective of his domination.
I now see such truths.
I have left that kingdom to experiance and build my own.
I have finally open my eyes and saw his pounding grasp that once stole my life away.
No more shall this life live on his words and broken promises.
No more will my days be fully centered on making his sun come out again,
Painting a smile on his face while I sit under this gloomy cloud.
I deserve that cloud to vanish and find another place to call home.
His head, promptly iced iwth a crown,
Would be a perfect residence...
I have done no wrong - he is worthy of such a nuisance.
Why do these thoughts hold true?
There is one thing that breaks the line between him and I:
I don't break promises,
And I do not lie.
*UNTITLED*
I sit here holding my own hand
Because there lies no one else to take my place.
I told you all before,
I am no builder to any and every face.
Pouring out my heart
Only reaches so far.
Crying out rivers
Only raises the bar.
I can not live on such a thread,
Dangling upon forgotten joys,
Loathing for a solution,
Forgetting all the usful childhood toys.
Saved and sin
Hold the key
To what lies in front,
And what will always be.
Lying upon a broken heart
And breathing a wishful star,
I pray for true self worth
Even with the horror that are.
*WITHIN THIS BATTLE*
Within this battle,
I have fought.
I have lived everyday breathing every tired strive,
Every last moment of hope.
Within this battle,
I have cried.
I have mounded hills with my rivers,
And grasped admiration of joy.
Within this battle,
I have been happy.
I have driven smiles upon others,
Creating a sun to rise once more.
Yet, within this battle,
Withing every little lesson,
I have learned.
I have learned to live with pain recognized, but never lead.
With strength buried only once, but now found,
I have learned.
All, within this battle.
*I PROMISE*
Promise, and you shall never regret.
There lies no point in a swear.
A promise, sewn tight with devotion,
Is all one heart shall need.
I hate those who disregard these beauties,
These priceless ties of truth.
I hate even more so
Those made in lies.
With such a promise,
Fear will, and has followed.
My heart loathes the days of bliss
Where your arm held me so close.
My mind, promising to remember,
Brings me back to that night.
I can't help but wonder and marvel
The joy painted across my face.
Suddenly those walls shrink
And the reality kicks in.
That night was,
and is not the present.
Yet, within these recollections,
My promise rings choirs
Of preaching awareness,
And as a lighting reminder.
For sakes of both you and I,
I devote back to what was,
And send once more
My promise to you:
I will always be there
Through think and thin
Becasue I love you,
And because I promise this, to you.
Hope you all like! Sorry it's long!
Luv, Rugby!!!!