.....I'm sick ...I'm dying , who's gonna save me ......theres so much things I've said so much I would like to say but the words wont come out they get chocked up inside, as if the tears I cry means nothing to existance with the being I am and those that surround me , What Do We Live For , Why Do We Live as if you havent refelcted on your lost soul , things drag you down and break you and when you cant go any longer the blaze that powers your heart and sets it free is no longer anything but a dusted space inside your flame .
Saturday, February 7, 2009
I'm Sorry
I'm Sorry Dearly
Of How I Disappoint You
I'm Sorry
Of The Wrong I Do
Never Good Enough
Just Way Too Far To The
Left
Never Right
Always And Have Been
Wrong
If I'm So Horrible
With Your Cursed Words In Mind
Just Throw Me Out
Even Though Its Not My
Time
Its Ugly
How Things
Consume Us
Its Not Funny
What We'll Do To Get
It
Its Dark And
Haunting
Like The End Of Time
So I'm Sorry
I'm Not Good
Enough For
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOU !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Posted by Vivia G. Thompson at 5:56 PM 0 comments
Labels: good enough
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
I Feel Mad , Angry , Frustrated
Posted by Vivia G. Thompson at 12:31 PM 0 comments
Thursday, May 8, 2008
Welcome...... To....... Melancholy Glow
This is where all the "negative" emotions and energies are dispatched .
When all has failed and its time to "slice it with a knife" this is where you let it
DRAIN
Posted by Vivia G. Thompson at 6:40 PM 0 comments
