RainComes as quickly as it goesLike a stray without a homeDrowning innocent leavesWhat have they ever done to you?Filling children with gloomPounding at the windowRight before my eyesWhispering discouragement"You cannot come out to play!"Growing quieter until heard no moreOnly in my memories
The Only OutletWhat do you do when your true love dies?Do you continue to walk the earth as planned?Or end it to see his eyes?You feel the pain in your heartTearing away as if a tiger clawed across itLeaving pieces of it apartYou long for his embraceThe touch of his lipsThe features on his faceWhat you miss with extreme obsessionAre his deep black eyesSo full of passionStaring deep into your eyesWith one gazeYou souls uniteRunning together for daysNo one understands the painThey claim times heals allBut you know it will never be the sameAll but you have moved onThey give you reassuring smilesYou smile backBut it feels wrongThe pain becomes unbearableAnd you crackYou feel too terribleYou scream at the sky to send him hereYou beg the clouds for one more minute with himYou give them everything with no fearYou swear at God for taking the only thing you ever wantedYour knees give wayYour body convulses with each sobScreaming his nameNo one hearsYou become Juliet CapuletW
The Only OneYou were thereWhen no one else wasYou saw meWhen no one else didYou heard meWhen those around me played deafYou noticed my talentWhen I didn't know I had oneYou save meWhen I was most dangerous to myselfYou loved meBefore I loved myselfWhen I hated youYou were thereAnd you were the only one
Excuses, ExcusesWe make themBut don't believeWe live themBut don't believeWe cater to themBut don't believeWe breathe life into each and every oneBut we still fail to believe any of themWe don't want themYet we continue to give them
BirthFrom the ashesI rise.Just a small flameAm i.Helpless at firstBut I'm much moreSo much more than thatI will learn all I canAbout what?That depends.What am I good at?I was just born.And I still have timeTo live.I will fly.
Intro-Dance with the DevilAuthor's Note: This is based off of a 3OH!3 song called We Are Young.Prologue: Dance with the Devil
Don't be shy..."Come on Luz, just do it!"You'd be surprised by how many times I had heard that in the past half hour. My best friend--well soon to be ex best friend--Jon really wanted me to go drinking with him tonight. He knows that I don't drink. Never have, never will. You, reader, will also not be able to believe how many time I attempted to use this in my argument, attempted being the operative word. Apparently you can't teach a old dog new tricks, lucky me."Fine, I'll go. What harm could it do?" My famous last words.