"but the boss said no!"
okay so at work today people were being so dumb, and i couldnt help but to notice it. once again work is the reason why my day went sour. there was a hand full of people that were just pissing me off, and not to mention the fact that one of them was my aunt. there is nothing worse then getting yelled at by your aunt, the boss of all bosses at work....
but whatever who cares? im at home now, the ride home was okay. it was really cold and i didnt bring my extra jacket to work today. im sorta looking forward to this weekend cos im going to spend time with cory once again. shes the only person that brings a smile to my face. its like when im with her nothing else matters(yeah sorta like the song). calvin and i are going to the stores to get gifts for the staff this weekend too.i hope thats going to be fun.i never really hung out with him outside of work...:/
im feeling kinda poetic so im going to write some poetry now.
she always said that i was going to be the death of her, and i never knew the real meaning of the term trust.
i guess you can say that she was the real meaning of the word friend, even though she came and left like the midnight hour.
here in a second but gone with out a trace of ever being there in my life. she was never there longer than she needed to be.
she dies and lives and then dies again, there was so much trust behind the way she moved and i never felt like this way before.
in the freedom that i once called my own she lives and breaths strong screams of mislead love and long lost broken hearts...
in the darkest hour she calls for the one she never had, and in this moment she feels wanted, as if she was alive again.
there hasnt been a moment in time when i dont wish i had spoken my true feelings, but only time could tell what i was yearning.
and then i saw the way she moved, and oh was there a moment of regret? that single thought of not being able to speak,
not being able to hear, to touch and to never feel as i did before that day my heart died. the gates of hell are open for the taking, the taking of my soul...
the end is near and i have the rest of my days in the sun to think about it, i dispise this moment and hope for death...
but tonight i will sleep on a bed full of hate and lost feelings because you will never learn the facts of trust, the meaning
behind my broken heart. i have loved and i have lost, more times than ever before. i am living a nightmare and i cant wake up.
i have consumed all i can take and i still live in this world, i still fight, i still have no real reason to go on in this godless world.
damn you, why cant you see the truth about you and i ? isnt there something that i can do to let you know that i will be
forever scared from this thing you and i both call love? this thought is tearing hope from my world, and the blood is spilt,
and this love is broken. i have led myself into the greatest, deepest, darkest part of depression i can think of...oh my god,
is it over yet? can i finaly breath the dark voice that screams my name out in vain? can i finally hear the silence that was given
to me? is ther hope for a new life that i will die for? can you answer me this? can i be free again? will i be free again? i hate
you for what you done to me, in such little time. i cant cry about it, might as well die tonight. your love is not mine anymore...
"To love someone is nothing, to be loved by someone is something, but to be loved by someone you love is everything..."
but whatever who cares? im at home now, the ride home was okay. it was really cold and i didnt bring my extra jacket to work today. im sorta looking forward to this weekend cos im going to spend time with cory once again. shes the only person that brings a smile to my face. its like when im with her nothing else matters(yeah sorta like the song). calvin and i are going to the stores to get gifts for the staff this weekend too.i hope thats going to be fun.i never really hung out with him outside of work...:/
im feeling kinda poetic so im going to write some poetry now.
she always said that i was going to be the death of her, and i never knew the real meaning of the term trust.
i guess you can say that she was the real meaning of the word friend, even though she came and left like the midnight hour.
here in a second but gone with out a trace of ever being there in my life. she was never there longer than she needed to be.
she dies and lives and then dies again, there was so much trust behind the way she moved and i never felt like this way before.
in the freedom that i once called my own she lives and breaths strong screams of mislead love and long lost broken hearts...
in the darkest hour she calls for the one she never had, and in this moment she feels wanted, as if she was alive again.
there hasnt been a moment in time when i dont wish i had spoken my true feelings, but only time could tell what i was yearning.
and then i saw the way she moved, and oh was there a moment of regret? that single thought of not being able to speak,
not being able to hear, to touch and to never feel as i did before that day my heart died. the gates of hell are open for the taking, the taking of my soul...
the end is near and i have the rest of my days in the sun to think about it, i dispise this moment and hope for death...
but tonight i will sleep on a bed full of hate and lost feelings because you will never learn the facts of trust, the meaning
behind my broken heart. i have loved and i have lost, more times than ever before. i am living a nightmare and i cant wake up.
i have consumed all i can take and i still live in this world, i still fight, i still have no real reason to go on in this godless world.
damn you, why cant you see the truth about you and i ? isnt there something that i can do to let you know that i will be
forever scared from this thing you and i both call love? this thought is tearing hope from my world, and the blood is spilt,
and this love is broken. i have led myself into the greatest, deepest, darkest part of depression i can think of...oh my god,
is it over yet? can i finaly breath the dark voice that screams my name out in vain? can i finally hear the silence that was given
to me? is ther hope for a new life that i will die for? can you answer me this? can i be free again? will i be free again? i hate
you for what you done to me, in such little time. i cant cry about it, might as well die tonight. your love is not mine anymore...
"To love someone is nothing, to be loved by someone is something, but to be loved by someone you love is everything..."