Not a tear will out a sigh,
Not a tear will hold goodbye,
Not a tear will grace my cheek,
Not a tear for then I'm weak,
Not a tear will drip and fall,
Not a tear to bawl then call,
I will have the driest eyes,
Colder than december brides,
Yes I will know no tears for you,
For if I'm asked- I'll answer who!?
Meet Oliver Meet Otto
He’s nineteen He’s nineteen
From Devon from Dahlen
Has a mother; her name is Rose has a mother her name is Romy
Has a father named Ronald Has a father named ralph
Has a sister; Anna aged 10 Has a sister; Aida aged 10
Has a girlfriend; Georgia. A beautiful brunette Has a girlfriend Gertrie. A ravishing red head
He was fighting for his country.
Flanders field to be precise
He was shot in the heart apparently. Dead at an instant
Flanders Fields is their resting ground
Had a girlfriend; Georgia. A Beautiful Brunette Had a girlfriend Gertrie. A ravishing Red head
Had a sister ; Anna aged 10 Had a sister Aida aged 10
Had a father named Ronald Had a father named ralph
Had a mother; her name is rose Had a mother her name is Romy
From Devon From Dahlen
He was killed aged nineteen He was killed aged nineteen
RIP Oliver RIP Otto
The constant storm,
I dread of it
First it's still,
And then it's hit
I happy thee,
Friendly among them
But lies I find,
So, have I, sprung condemn
Oh! It lies, it lies!
It knows not what of me
The deceit it brings,
Transforms all to she!
I understand not,
of all these deceits
But understand this,
with all, shall come defeats!
I wasn't ready for the things that I learned,
of the breaking of hearts or how the world turns.
I quench all the fires with whiskey that burns
cause in your November arms I will never find warmth.
You weren't ready for a love that was true,
You were born for the sun, and my heart is the moon.
Colors surround you, I can just sing the blues.
My winter-born heart always plays out of tune.
Now I'm older and wiser, I can see crystal clear,
That I fell for your love, like you fell for my fear.
There's something we're lacking, like fog on a mirror,
Our messages written, soon disappear.
But life has it's way with every person I've met,
Like insects surrounded by a young child's net.
And I am imperfect, on this you can bet,
I only drink to remember, just how to forget.
I'd like to say to myself That I don't care about you ,
I'd be lien to myself If I said it didn't hurt me inside to seen you tonight with him
but Soon girl soon everyone will know you're dirty little secret .
But I was to blame
we all slip
let our emotions
Get the better of us soon or later like Russian roulette spin the barrel pull the trigger
you will get hit
With words of hate
eyes staring of discust
and years of regret .
A Change for the worse
I used to think Everyone was changing around me for the worse
But In the end it was me who changed
I used to like being around people , Loved hanging out with people .
With not a worry in the world
All happyness soon fell
Into the dark holes of depression
sunny days soon turned to rain
The blue skys turn grey
But how could I let it slip out of my reach
If I could smile again
If I could see the sunny skys that I long forgot
I wouldn't take it for granted
I would hold each day with a burning pasion
Now Sit in this old house playing hide n seek with my shadows
I long forgot what sunny skys used to be
I forgot
To hold on
I'm paying the price
being locked away
In a house full of hate
Locked in a room full of depression
Strapped in a chair of saddness ..
Steam by Ria J. Leon
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What stays but bruised remains
of flesh and blood and bone,
a storm, too violent for thought
and gruesome and grim as
dying alive, stalks me.
My vessel it takes, and haunts me,
fade from me, take this from me,
no time could help or wound to heal,
but as it drain my life and mind
My soul, always bright, dulls
and glimpsed so fleeting,
i cant be sure of it or sanity,
like fall from summer and winter from fall,
it wasn't real, how can memory be real?
This thirst, this thirst,
I cannot strive nor fair
the world if thirst is wrong
dream for me, my mind has gone,
The swirling colors and feeling forgotten
have left a mark upon my soul,
no price to pay, no song, no hope nor dream
just a fire turned to steam.
Maybe someday I’ll find the person I’m meant to be
That there’s truly a purpose in life
But for now I’m just trying to live day by day
Through all of this nonsense and strife
I wish that my friends could all see
How the problems and issues and things that they do
Don’t affect only them, also me
Through boyfriends and girlfriends and stupid high school
I’m the one who must remain collected and cool
They tell me their problems
I give them advice
I’m the one with the answers solutions and nice
Things to say about everyone despite my true thoughts
Sometimes their problems tie my heart up in knots.
They need me to be
Strong, understanding me
But I need the same thing from somebody else
But no one is there
So I make my feelings disappear
I don’t share my problems with the friends who share theirs
I probably could but not one of them cares
I wish I could trust them the way they trust me
But I’ve been used and mistreated too often you see
So regardless of trust, love, and belief
I have all this sadness, depression, and grief
These feelings I do so well to hide
They are bottled up and growing inside
I wish I could find a way to get it all out
But I think if I start I think I’ll become like a spout
I’ll cry and cry and no words will be said
But I wish I had someone to hear with their heart not their head
I wish I could tell everyone the way that I feel
That I do have feelings and they are SO real
But instead I live with a faked happy smile
And pretend that I feel like my life is worthwhile
But I often wonder how it would be
If something terrible happened to me
Would anyone notice?
Would anyone care?
Would it only be cause there was an empty chair?
Would anyone feel like something was wrong?
Would anyone notice if I was just gone?
Would they go out looking for me?
Or would they just be upset that the house wasn’t clean?
Or they had no one to talk to when people were mean?
There are days when I wish I could just go back home
To the people who call me one of their own
Ever since moving I’ve had no real connection
No new friends to share love and affection
But I know if I go back
Everyone would be so used to not having me there
That they would forget about me or just really not care
They have already replaced me
It’s easy to see
They hang out with new friends but I don’t have any
It makes me so sad cause I used to have many
My parents and siblings just don’t understand
There are only two people who do
But they are so busy I don’t see them much but when I do
They just have to say
Three little words
To make everything okay
When they say “I love you”
And hold me so tight
It’s the only thing in this crazy world that feels right
Hugs, kisses, love and understanding are the things that I need
They sink into my heart and they grow like a seed
They grow and they bloom till my heart overflows
With love, understanding, and caring that shows
But sometimes even those hugs, kisses, and love
Cannot lift the dark rain cloud that looms up above
Some days there is nothing that anyone can do
To lift my spirits when I’m feeling blue
I put on a good face and make people think that I’m great
But inside my heart is breaking like a porcelain plate
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“Wish”
I wish I could turn back time
I wish I could have spoke that right line
The one your heart begged to hear
but I held back in fear
What was all that fighting for
it just made my heart sore
I was never any good at this
I never even felt a real kiss
I wish I could lift your emotional scar
but you keep reminding me the distance is to far
"When I stop trying,
The tears I'll start crying
and once again I'll start dying"
I wish I could whisper "I love you" in your ear
I wish I could hold you near
but I can't even recognize my own reflection in the mirror
This is no fairy tale
My life is hell
But its a wishful dream, a hopeful thought
because it was you that my shattered heart had caught