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"Don't Kiss me if your afraid of thunder. My life is a storm."


- Anita Krizzan





Wednesday, October 23, 2013

Holding On









Don't ya ever just get tired,
Of the dial done ringing in your ear?
Does being alone,
Ever become overwhelming?
The scars so carefully hidden,
Do they really help the mental pain?

The tone is numbing now.
Being alone has become the norm.
Pain is only weakness.

Short answers rely,
on what's left unsaid
Not so much a cry for help,
As a Song of Strength,
Of Holding On



Monday, October 21, 2013

Those Nights (Alternate Ending to Faded Memories)



Shooting stars and brown guitars
Autumn leaves floating softly
Gray eyes, Purple shoes
Happy melodies, pink pick
Driving through the night
With no real destination
The cool beach air,

On a midnight stroll
Just dreaming and believing
Such crazy butterflies.
Memories,
That shall not fade  

Saturday, July 27, 2013

Something New












Your breathe is too close,
Taste too intoxicating.
So many thoughts imposed,
You're just oh so fascinating!

One kiss leads to another,
While night fades into a new day.
There's so much left to discover,
So many words left to say. . .

It's still the summer season,
Secrets remain under key.
But if the monster is to disagree,
To learn the name, Steven. . .

To handle the attack. . .
is too much to hope,
though I'm starting to devote
To this Fatal attraction

One step too far,
Could induce a broken heart. . .
It's worth the risk
Of the feeling: Just Kissed ♥

Wednesday, July 3, 2013

Numb

















I'm being told to write
but i have nothing to say.
Which is quite a fright!
The monster has gone astray. . .

What if he's my only light,,
my dark and passionate insight?

The madness may be key!
The very absence I adore,
May be the only thing to see!
What if I need the raging war?

I need something to believe,
that will set me free!

Darling, It Just Can't Be








Darling your expectations are just too high,
And I'm drowning as more days go by.
This isn't the love you strive for my dear,
And in time it will be oh so clear.

But his kiss is something new. . .
You can see it in my eyes,
That this could be something true.
Don't you see the brighter skies?

Darling, Please don't cry again this time,
Or act as though this is such a lethal crime.
My dear, Try to find your own brighter sky,
It's not as though you don't already fly so high.

There isn't room for compromise. . .
Our story can't be revised,
So, Stop trying to over analyze!
You shouldn't even be surprised.

So Darling, Please hold your head up for a new start,
broken is not of the words that should describe our hearts


Saturday, June 8, 2013

Fading Memories




Shooting stars and brown guitars
Autumn leaves floating softly
Gray eyes, Purple shoes
Happy melodies, pink pick
All to soon shall memories fade

Ask and Thy Shall Recieve













Try not to ask,
but still thy question.
If there's an unseen mask,
Leading to depression.



Key elements may be lost,
As thy blindly walk about.
Never knowing the true cost,
Which may cause quite a doubt!

But still thy venture on,
as an uncertain fool.
As blindness has thy drawn,
Thy future may be cruel!

Saturday, April 6, 2013

Who Doesn't?













We scream, we shout, we place blame.
We hug, We kiss, We make up.
You push and push,
I rebel.
You hold me in your arms,
And its so relaxing.
Darling your morals are so high,
So easy to drown in.
Your Smile is contagious,
Nothing makes me feel better!
Rich Kid with big expectations meets
Rebellious check without a cause.
Sometimes it's just crazy,
But who doesn't love a Roller Coaster?

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Delaying

Love and lies they intertwine
begin to define "I'm just fine."
Pain and happiness swell within
Causing the greatest of all sin.
Coffee and chocolate, quite a delight.
The mask will cover your inner fight.
But Why oh why, must you try
To delay this fateful good bye.
Endings create beginnings
And they aren't always cringing!

Monday, December 3, 2012

Reality:




Perfection: unattainable.
Death: achievable
Everything Else: Circumstantial.