Ladyspeed

I know im not the smartest Or pritiest But im perfect...For someone Im Lonely now But when i find the one The one who makes me smile with only a glance The one who loves me for all my ikle slip ups For all my silly comments For everything i do wright & wrong Someone who finds perfection From all my flaws To him i shall be flawless With him nothing will change Nothing but the love we share each and every day Becoming stronger & deeper Untill finaly i realise He's the one That special someone who fell for my imperfections

There once was a seagull, an ordinary everyday seagull who spent his days soaring over the glittering water surface, looking for fish to hunt... When he was younger, he had discovered that fish are the shallowest creatures on the face of the earth, and they barely had a brain... As Nazi as it might seem, but that was the only reason why the seagull hunted and ate the fish... they were a waste of space... One day, as the seagull was flying over the sea, he saw a glittering fish swimming underneath... he prepared himself, and headed towards it, took it in his beak preparing to eat it, and it was then that he heard a choking sound that said:

My heart is racing, A hundred miles per hour, Oh shit I’m really scared. You wrote a poem about me, you say its love, Oh shit I’m really scared. My hands are shaking, my body is aching, Oh shit I’m really scared. I thought you were beautiful from the second I saw you, Oh shit I’m really scared. You amaze me, All you do I am in awe of, Oh shit I’m really scared. I don’t know why I’m so afraid, Oh shit I’m really scared. I can’t eat, Can’t sleep, Oh shit I’m really scared. I kneel over the toilet, my mouth open, I need to be sick but nothing comes out, Oh shit I’m really

Behind that smile is a life once known. Lost forever. Hidden. Denied. Behind that smile is a pain unending. Constantly burning, brown and unbearable. Behind that smile a shattered set of dreams. Crushed, scattered and forlorn. Behind that smile a tear stains. Scorching and decollated completely. Behind that smile a truth submerged. Never to be seen or told. Behind that smile, a depth incomparable. Chasms, deep and unrevealed. Behind that smile lies a past Tortured, terrifying, and full of regret. Behind that smile a joy Unending, faithful and unconditional. Behind that smile a brown eyed girl Whose past is hidden And

The notes hung crystalline in the air Gleaming as my whole world shattered Under the gaze of a god who did not care Leaving me picking up the pieces Of a broken hearted boy in despair Years have passed yet the hurt will not die I still see the reflection of that boy In the spark of fire in my eyes Despair’s cold clutch holds firm who I was My frozen heart sheds tears as a child cries Traces of warmth grasp helplessly at the cold The pain remains forever young As the days still grow forever old Tendrils of breath taste these bitter, icy winds As fingers struggle to keep their hold Cloth brushes against the granite block Bl

Alone. Waiting. Never here, never together. She wants you, need you. Never have you. Heart wrenching sadness eat her core, suck her dry. No tears. No time. Alone inside, inside a crowd, You never knew, You never cared to ask. If it all ended here would you care? Would you miss her? She’s alone. She’s dying for you. But you don’t know. You don’t care.

For all the times that you've been there, to love and guide and protect, I have failed to say one thing: my only true regret - Why couldn't I have met you in ever-blooming spring - instead of in the mending room with our weak and weary tears? Hold me warm and kiss me tight, this is ours: we share the night. Tribulations past, the jealous moon has waned, and in our dawning's path, the dispelling of all pain.

If missing was made of tears, I'd be flooding everyone... I'd be washing the earth... and cleansing it... with you... If missing was made of fire, then Earth would have become another sun... With me being the core fueling it... and warming up the souls... with you... If missing was made of words, Then I'd be writing you in every book that has, is and will ever be written and making you everyone's muse... If missing was made of life then I'd be God having the Divine elements needed to shape all new creatures to look... like you... but missing is only made of pain, and that's all I am right now... and it's ok...

The early rays of sun Pierce his room He moves his head Trying to capture some darkness He moves around his bed Forcing his eyes to remain closed He finally gives up Turns around his bed Staring at the ceiling He gets up scratching his beard Rubs his forehead He goes into his bathroom Takes a quick shower Brushes his teeth Decides not to shave He stares at himself in the mirror Rubs his hair “not bad” he says to himself Reaches for the first thing in his closet A pair of jeans and his favorite sweatshirt He grabs his back pack and searches for his mobile He finds it and smiles…reads a message From his lov

And every song on the radio screams your name. And every breath I take is a reminder that you’re not here. Every time I see my shaking hands; I remember they’ll never hold yours again. And when a lay on my floor at night; I can’t help but feel; It was all a lie. It was all a lie. I felt a certain safety in your hugs. I felt a certain word in your kiss. I felt a certain look in your eyes. But it was all a lie. I wish I could forget everything. Rewind: And pretend that I never fell into that smile. But then: It would be a lie. I thought if I drove fast enough; If I turned the radio loud enough; I could drive a