Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Abortion Plea


My plea..

It hurts, Mommy. Don't you feel it? I can hear Daddy telling you what's best. Do I get a say in this, Mommy? I kicked; you hit me, that hurt too. Does anyone care that I'm stuck? Oh Mommy, that lady said you look beautiful. Does this help you? Do you want to carry me? Oh Daddy, please don't say that again. He is lying to you, Mommy. God told me I look like you. Don't you want to see if it's true? Oh Mommy, it will only be a handful of months Mommy. I know you think I hate you, but I don't. I know I may be hurting your insides, but I don't mean it Mommy. Please keep me, please? Mommy what is this? What's happening Mommy? It's getting hard to breathe. I can't see, Mommy? Please mommy, don't go. Mommy.. Mommy.. Momm.. Mom.. Mo.. M.

No one understands why..



She's sitting there day dreaming of what she could be..

Seeing a world, in a way like you and me..

Never before could she open her eyes..

Never before could she see the worlds disguise..

It's just a dream to any ordinary person..

For her its reality, that just worsens..

A rod in one hand and a dog in the other
it's how she walks to get anywhere.
She is only so young, a innocent mind
stuck in a world so cold and scary.

The children laugh, at such a sight..

But she just smiles so bright..

Not knowing its her, the one they make fun of..

She is just a heart, a heart full of love..

In this world, no one understands why..

Even she, just makes the time go by..

No one understands, no one seems to care.

       
 
       

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Pain



Thinking it's the end, she really can't pretend
so low that she thinks there's no where to go
this though in her mind, she hopes no one finds.

So why do they judge her, she really don't know.
She just can't stand being alone.
So she turns the page, and turns away.
Don't let em know how much it really hurts.
All she really wants, all she really needs
is someone to care, someone to please.

No body really knows what shes been through.
She scared of what she might do.
The pain she feels inside is nothing she describes.
She's scared of her life, somethings not right.

So why do they judge her, she really don't know.
She just can't stand being all alone.
So she turns the page, and turns away
Don't let em know how much it really hurts,
all she really wants, all she really needs
is someone to care, someone to please.

She turns to me and says,
don't worry ill be fine, its just gonna take time.
So just stay here by my side, don't ever let go.
I need you more than you'll ever know.

You are..


You are my morning star,
you are my everything.
You keep me safe and I can't pretend.
You hold me tighter,
better than anyone.
Now that it's all said and done,
you are the only one I need.

Baby, baby please acknowledge me.
You're the only one I need.

What Really Matters?

       Sometimes I think what I care about I shouldn't. Such as the truth, I like you. A lot. You make me happy. You make me laugh. You're smart. You're different. You're a little crazy, and awkward, ad your smile alone can make my day. See what I mean, does it really matter?

       Maybe I need to remember, what matters to me DOES MATTER.

Sunday, January 6, 2013

Love and Marriage

Today's the day.. He did it..


      After all this talk of him getting on one knee he finally purposed to me. I'm engaged now. (:  I was laying on the couch with my hand in his. He was sitting on a bench on the side of the couch. He grabbed my hand told me he loved me. leaned in and kissed me. Asked the question. Will you marry me? And placed the ring on my finger. I said YES of course. And kissed him again. Been all smiles since. 

    So I know I should be freaking out telling the world.. But I figure everyone will find out when they do. All I know is that on, January 6th, I became officially engaged to Him. The man I am so deeply in love with. I plan on making this last forever. So cheers to the end? (:

UGH.




          Maybe I am wrong, but this is what it looks like. I feel inside he is hiding the truth from me. All I want is to understand that deep dark feeling I get when I look into his eyes. No one tells me the answer, but our souls try to figure one another out. Will either of us ever be straight forward and tell the truth about our lives? Probably not. So is this healthy? No. I could bring up and talk to you about anything I am sure..but I am scared. Why don't you just ask me.


         Your soul is so dark, bitter, and cold. Why?

         You seem so lost in this world. Why?

         I love you.