infidelity
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Collecting Stones The chills to my bones.Mixed messages and firm tones.A heart that aches and moans.Overlooking blessings and the factthat I am a backbone. The lessons that are unknown.Throwing away a diamondlusting after stones.When am I gone you
Two men died over a woman who was as beautiful as a jewel.They both loved her and they both died when they had a duel.This horrible incident occurred in the year 1802.Two lives were lost when both men were through.
holding hands, touching lips, keeping no secrets
or so She thought
there was another that kept His heart warm
another one that could
Our affair was not intense.Well, I made it intense for me, because I'm fucked up, but it was far far from some grand all-consuming passion.There was no romantic love.
Long live obsessed with kept secretsI’ll find them in men of all kindsDaisies wash awayOne by one I call out the ones who Double dealed, fake, and flaked.I’m just looking for absolution
love only touches the heart one true time
your heart was only truly mine.
the heart beats at a steady pace
for your heart it was a running race.
my hand in your hand you
And just like the serpent tempted Adam and Eve with the forbidden apple,
the burning desire for you to be mine led me into your coils of damnation.
I am an arsenal
pulling on my gun
The bullet flies across the room
All the men need to run.
My lips are steel
as they take heart and turn
Heads of luxury and fury,
I speak every word.
Whispers drift with the salty breeze. Oh, my dear.
His tender hand brushes a lock of hair
behind her ear. Just, for me, bear
it a little longer. Let’s enjoy the fireworks at eight.
Speechless, words do not flow about how I feel
Lost like ashes in the wind nothing I see appeals
Heart ripped, battered and sore with the sledgehammer
I trusted you once, twice, but not again with your disruptive manners
Evermore a passing thought
I can lie about love
I can lie about lust
But when you lie
I turn to dust
You used me
never cared when I tried to make things work
You always found a reason to make me hurt
You nit picked at everything I did to get a rise out of me
He notices an odd pair of boots by the door.
Not his; his wife wouldn't be caught dead in 'em.
He relaxes when the inside tag reads
"Women's: Size 8".
They disappear from house (and mind) within the day.
The flow of our bodies begins to harmonize
A chorus of grunts and moans crescendos
Urged forth by her begging eyes
Our symphony climaxes behind fogged windows
It has been a long tiresome day .
But for some reason, I don’t want to go home .
Oh, I know why I don’t want to go home yet.
I need to put a few in me first.
It has been one of those days,
Where I don't care if she goes or stays.
Deadlines passed me by,
And bosses expressed their dissapointment.
It was generally a day,
Of emotional excrement.
At the end of a long day, the beautiful girl swings by her ‘friend’s’ place.
It's true when they say you never know what you got til it's gone,
I never knew what entered my life,
I didn't realize until the day I thought about you actually being my wife,
Sadistic seductress
of sultry lasciviousness,
the cruelty of your fingers
wrapped around others
like choke holds before
the profligate emperor,
a noose too eager to knot,
Sand surrounding me
Upon waves that seem so calm
With a sky so blue as clouds ride the wind
“Ah, is this paradise, or is this reality?”
A pinch in the arm, a confirmer, I can continue life
“Sniffle-sniffle”
Went little James
On a rainy Friday eve
One part sick
Two parts sad
With nothing to relieve
He teared up
With eyes red
And all day did pain and pine
I wish I knew who I am
I've just always been his wife
His rock & friend
So who would I be without him in my life?
I miss him so much but its not what you think
Death from lying
Always crying
My souls escaping to the sky
There is no love among this dark
Falling from grace and torn apart
Consumed by you I lost myself
Lived for your love and happiness
While the iron's still hot and the stove is still lit,
while the birds still sing and the neighbors still fit,
I taught you all the things I knewDevoted my time to theeSo you could join in playing the grandly newRomantic symphonyAn autumn evening we walk aloneEach tree ridden of all its leaves
Do you have ANY idea what you have done to me?
Can’t you see?
Because of YOU
My childhood consisted of empty promises, nothing but air bubbles.
Should have saved yourself the trouble.
What a punishment it must have been
to have lost your faithful's trust again.
No time to atone and no love to hone.
Turns out you have to relearn how to live alone.
Emotions become a circus
Love is a mirage,
In reality a desert dry and granulated
An old film, lost in the catacombs of cinema.
Marriage is an idea.
My soul it screams;
my skin it sings.
Don't you know
what this means?
My mind cries out;
my spirit shouts.
Don't you see
what you've done to me?
Scream against the world;
There she is, thy majestic siren whose allowing gaze drags the sea man forth. To thee does he fall in unparallel emotion, the heart that reeks of putrefied lust. A beautiful creature but no less powerful than the devil himself.
(poems go here) she said I love you to him
and kissed the cheek of another
she gave her soul to him
but promised her body to the other
You, have taken everything from me,
you, have chosen to cross the line,
you, think that I don’t anything about you,
but you’re wrong.
