This Ends With MeThis Ends With MeI hold the knifeOver your backI calm my breathJust relaxI hold myself steadyOn the count of threeBe readyBut then your future lifeFlashes through my eyesOf how you will liveIf this part diesHow your eyes will loseTheir lusterAnd how each stepWill take all the strengthyou can musterHow you will become bitterAnd coldMaybe you'll hang your headAnd just do what you're toldYou'll pass this hurtFrom that to the nextAnd I'll have started thisHow many lives down the roadWill i have wrecked?And now I must ponderNow I must seeWhy this knifeIs even a choice with me?It happened to me onceOh, how I'm sureEverything’s fair inLove and warI lunge at youWith these thoughts setAnd here starts a choiceI may regretThere's a clatter fromSteel on the floorYou look back to meStartledAnd i wonder if I shouldBolt to the doorBut instead, I hold tightMy arms around youWho has not a clueOf what i justIntending to doNow i don’t regret th
Dying From LoveDying From LoveHis sweet words touched her heartNow it is bleeding and torn apartHis gentle touch as he held her handNow it is empty as a barren landHis tender kiss across her lipsIgnited something deep withinNow they are parched and dryCraving moisture that he would provideHe caressed her heart with his loveNow it is screaming from the painDying slowly as she cries in the rain
Money can't buy happiness."Money can't buy happiness" This is the old tale we all know so well,The proof lies here in the tale I am about to tell.There was once a beautiful, smart and rich woman,She was powerful and seemingly had everything. Yet, although she had all this, she was miserable,It's a sad truth, but then again, it's a sad tale.She lost someone, it hurt her badly, it made her sad,She'll be fine, but it hurts... She could be going mad. But no, it was normal to hurt after such a loss,There was a man to look after her, whatever the cost.She was a proud, beautiful, smart and rich woman,She was powerful and seemingly had everything. But on the inside, her heart was hurting,The reason why this tale is so saddening.She was rich, she was powerful, she had everything,Yet she was about to break, just like anyone or anything.
The Valentine's Day Brownie NinjaI hide behind my hair,I cower beneath your stare.A noble heart insideWould suit me now just fine.The brownie ninja has appeared,Her appearance less than graceful,Appearance with a chocolate smearAcross her pale lit features.She sits in silence,Hidden in plain sightBody response thinkingFight, freeze, or flightShe's ready for flightAre you ready to catch her?She's now out of sightAnd she left you a brownieBut it's okayThat means she likes youA shadow warriorWho chose not to fight youBut will you show her your light?She gave you hersI'm sure that you've noticedYou passed the learning curve...The brownie ninja appearedAnd left without mentionShe left you a noteWhich is, in memory retention:Valentine's day is todayYou know St. Valentine was hung?Today is the one holidayI wish I didn't work alone