Fingers poised above the keys,
I sit here stumped,
unsure of what to write next.
Fragments ricochet in my head.
Memories, sounds, feelings.
Yet the words I can't find.
How do I explain,
to those who don't know?
How do I explain,
to you?
How I need you?
No cliches
just straight, honest truth.
To this question,
I hope to give you an answer.
I need your hands on my skin
because it's about more,
then just sex.
I need your touch, your caress
so I know I'm not, dreaming.
Those eyes,
Your beautiufl brown eyes.
I could stare forever,
hoping that you see
I no longer want you, I need you.
The rare smiles,
I cherish.
Your chee
The Words of a Girl by Aussie-Sweetheart, literature
Literature
The Words of a Girl
Something so inconceivable,
I never saw it coming.
With it, cames the pang of jealousy,
the frustration of the unknown.
"What if?", "Could have", "Should have"
The words of a girl,
a girl who's fallen.
Dangerous, passionate, sinful
The bad boy,
The one, every girl wants,
yet the one no one seem to have,
No matter how hard, they hold on.
The words of a girl,
a girl who's fallen.
I should know....
50. Breaking The Rules by Aussie-Sweetheart, literature
Literature
50. Breaking The Rules
The pages that litter the floor,
were once bound, so tightly.
They were once something to live by.
A knock on the door,
was all it took,
to throw all my inhibitions, away.
I'd stopped believeing, long ago
in fairy tales.
Of prince charming & happily ever after.
The pages,
they'll continue to litter the floor.
Ripped out.
One by one.
By, me.
The crash, is deafening
but, yet exhilarating.
Every limb, quivers
shending shivers down my spine.
The tears, they pour
in puddles all over the floor.
And my face looks like
this rain washed window pane.
The tears, the rain
are one and the same.
The blanket, thick and
heavy, cloaks the world,
darkening, the mood
so, much more.
The leaves, they swirl
as if, they were nothing more than,
the storms confetti.
But my pain, is nothing
compared to, the pain
the destruction,
of this, lonely
tree....
I'm scared
Of being alone,
I'm afraid
Of letting anyone else in.
My fears consume me
A dark shadow
They are always there
No matter how hard,
I try to hide them
I want someone
To wrap their arms 'round me tight
And to never let me go
Its scary how much trust I put in you
Now, I can't trust me anymore
My confidence is shattered,
My smile hides my fears from the world
This shadow,
Its biggger, closer, more menacing
Im so afraid I want to scream
However, no one will hear me scream
Maybe im being selfish
But I want someone,
I need someone
To wrap their arms 'round me tight
And to never let me go
Yes, its true
I hate mys
Taking it one day at a time,
One heart wrenching day after another
Eyes, always swollen, red.
Trying to make out shapes
Through the never ending tears
The endless cold,
Never being warm,
Always shivering
And never the same again
As it eats away at me,
Slowly.....Slowly
I do less eating, less sleeping
Less laughing, less smiling
Less loving, less hating
And less living
God's tears, they just keep falling
In a steady rhythem,
Like the beat of my favourite song.
He too feels our pain
He too mourns her death
Knowing the world,
Will never be the same again
We are all one and the same,
Not living anymore, just surviving
The words,
I cannot find the courage to utter.
Words, anyone
would love to hear.
From every rooftop,
every street corner
I could yell them.
But one look from you,
the words escape me.
I light up, when we speak
And actions,
speak louder then words.
Can't you hear them screaming?
I don't want to
be left sitting here
thinking "What If?"
But everytime,
I take that first step,
I stumble.
Hastily she threw clothes into her bag. First her favorite jumper, then her favorite pants, then everything else. She was excited, but why? She wasn't sure.
Grabbing a hair tie she tied her wavy black hair up in a messy bun. Skipping over to the full length mirror that hung on the back of her door she surveyed her look. Not too casual, yet not too dressed up. Brushing away the few loose strands in front of her ice blue eyes, she notices that one onf her earings was on the verge of falling out. Deciding not to risk losing them she took them both out of her ears and placed them in a box on her desk. Which despite her cleaning the other day, ha
I see you,
and you, are everything
I know I want.
So I reach out my hands,
hoping you are reaching back,
but all I feel is air.
My cliché knight.
Has me left his armour.
So all alone, I feel.
This armour, is too big
and it falls, crashing
to the ground.
But nothing stirs,
the shadows stay dark,
the air is still all I feel.
The deafening music
Somehow, never reaches my ears.
And a room full of people,
Disappears.
Your arms, round me tight
Whispering sweet nothings, in my ear.
This is where, I've always wanted, to be.
The crowd draws in closer
Will they,
Or wont they..
All eyes on us,
As you lean in.
Your lips,
They just brush mine,
And this slight touch
Leaves me wanting more.
Then you are gone,
Nothing more then a memory
Nothing more then a dance.
The Beautiful People by Aussie-Sweetheart, literature
Literature
The Beautiful People
I'm not one of the beautiful people.
You know the girls,
they walk in the room,
everyone stops,
everyone stares.
I'm not one of the beautiful people.
But once, just once
I'd like you to notice me.
Not everyone,
just you.
I'm not one of the beautiful people.
Just a plain Jane.
And you know that.
I know that
I'm not one of the beautiful people.
But I know, she is.
She walks in the room,
you stop
you stare,
My heart shatters.
So, Who is the Fool? by Aussie-Sweetheart, literature
Literature
So, Who is the Fool?
Your words wash over me
like waves on the beach.
But I'm forever lost,
somewhere, in your eyes.
For someone so fun loving,
the sadness, in those eyes,
is harrowing.
The emotion goes so deep,
like dead, dark pools.
But I can't help it,
you pull me in.
I wish, I
could take it all away.
But everytime I get close,
you laugh, joke, smile,
try to show that you are ok
and hope that you've fooled me.
And hope you've fooled you.
Images of times gone by,
litter these walls.
Thousands of words,
and hundreds of stories.
A place where my cousin,
deemed not meant for this world
lives forever.
Where twelve year old girls,
embarking on high school,
never grow old.
The class of 2005,
parties forever
never worrying about the furture.
And young women,
celebrate the end of first year,
knowing this is just a stepping stone.
These walls they speak,
they tell my story.
One day,
you'll tell me yours
The deafening music
Somehow, never reaches my ears.
And a room full of people,
Disappears.
Your arms, round me tight
Whispering sweet nothings, in my ear.
This is where, I've always wanted, to be.
The crowd draws in closer
Will they,
Or wont they..
All eyes on us,
As you lean in.
Your lips,
They just brush mine,
And this slight touch
Leaves me wanting more.
Then you are gone,
Nothing more then a memory
Nothing more then a dance.
Current Residence: My House lol Favourite genre of music: I Just love music =D Operating System: XP MP3 player of choice: I would love an iPod.....but my phone works pretty good all the same Wallpaper of choice: Photos Favourite cartoon character: Daffy Duck Personal Quote: I love you has 8 letters.....then again so does BULLSHIT!
Favourite Visual Artist
Social Distortion
Favourite Movies
Pirates of the Caribbean 1 & 2 ~ Johnny Depp, need I say more?
I've given in. I've decided taking a leaf out of Mistress Winter's Journal and do the 100 peices of art challange. Now because I can't draw, paint, take photos or anything like that I'm going to write. And if you don't like it =p
*~*Rules *~*
1) Create 100 pieces of art with the themes below. Each piece shall have only one theme as to not confuse anyone
2) There isn't a time limit
3) The list below and your own rules must be posted in your own journal to show:
a) that you are in this challenge
b) what you have completed
4) Update the list as much as possible
5) In your art, pleeease state that the entry is part of the challenge and/or
I found this on GuardienOfThePyre (https://www.deviantart.com/guardienofthepyre)'s journal and liked it so I nicked it lol
:star: If I were a month I would be:
April. I love the rain that comes in April
:star: If I were a day of the week I would be:
Friday aka P.O.E.T.S day.
:star: If I were a time of the day I would be:
2am still early enough if you have to work the next day you can get a decent amount of sleep before rocking up in the morning.
:star: If I were a planet I would be:
Saturn. The rings are beautiful!
:star: If I were a sea animal I would be:
Sea-horse. Because the guy looks after the kiddies =P
:star: If I were a direction I would be:
North. Towards my fam
Well I have BIG news :D I got a New job.......At the brand new Mill Park Bunnings which is really good considering I was convinced I'd STUFFED the interview. They rang me today while I was out.....There was dancing involved. People in Target were convinced I was crazy. They gave me wierd looks and backed away lol.
But anyway my other news...... I'm going to Queensland YaY I can't wait. It's only for a week but yeah I've missed everyone so much I can deal with only having a week there :D
Ummm yeah Uni sucks......It's all just so boring. I brought a new mp3 player today. I had to I kinda threw my other one across the room and now It don