Journals
Tuesday,May 20 2008, 06:13:47 PMOuch
Ouch
just... ouch. Always "ouch"
Always tears
Always sad
Always me.....
Maybe just born to be abused. Maybe just born to hurt
Maybe Im just born under a sad star. meant to cry
wishing for more.. just hoping maybe one night
I will close my eyes
the last tear falls
and these eyes never see again
never open
never cry
just.......... sleep.........
Tuesday,May 13 2008, 08:00:13 AMMy Small Dream
My Small Dream
A. Maslanka © 2008
I wake up in the morning
and look up to the sky
I smile because I love you
and know that you are mine
I feel the breeze caress my face
and smile inside my heart
I know that these are your whispers
and we will never part
I love the very thought of you
I love all that you are
you are my sun my moon my day
my night and every star
I know that I am safe with you
I never feel so sure
I never have before a love
that was so sweet and pure
you are the song inside my soul
you are the smile I bring
you are the air inside my lungs
you make my heart to sing
I love you so with all I am
Ayoub I'll never stop
and go on every day of life
until my body drops
and even after I will love
space and time will cease
you are the blood inside my veins
you are my hope and peace
you make me sure that love exists
You teach me how to trust
you give me every hope and dream
my sorrows turn to dust
I love you always I love you true
I love beyond my means
I love you for the man you are
and all these little things :)
Tuesday,May 13 2008, 07:48:26 AMUnease
Unease
A. Maslanka © 2008
kicking punching
screaming crying
gasping pleading
bleeding dying
scratch at the dirt
sand in my mouth
crying and clawing
north and south
east and west
and up and down
wanting to suffocate
waiting to drown
inconsolate silence
my eyes start to bleed
im only carrion
for vultures to feed
my blood like stones
falling from clay
white is black
and night is day
hope is loss
and life is death
it hurts to live
and draw my breath
wanting and waiting
watching to hear
hoping and praying
wanting you near
what do i live for
what do I see
why do I dream about
ceasing to be
Sunday,May 11 2008, 08:23:39 AMwhy
WHY
A. Maslanka © 2008
why do people hurt me
why do people lie
why do i go on living
why do i even try
when will all the sadness end
when will darkness leave
when will i learn not to wear
my heart upon my sleeve
why do i care so much
when no one cares for me
why do I wake up every day
when i don't want to be
where did my smile run to
when was it that it left
when did I start to dream about
a sweet and silent death
why does god allow this
a kind heart to be hurt
why do people make me feel
much lower than the dirt
Why god wants me suffering
its an angels job to do
anything that she is told
so she can protect you
why are men always so false
why do they like to play
what do I live for in all this
and why is it i pray
when will i to smile again
trying not to cry
why are men such evil liars
why why why why why
