mymichele's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- All poems, All the time I usually don't like it when other people just write poetry on their pages, so if you don't want to read all this, it won't hurt my feelings. But if you do, and one of them stands out to you, email me or write it in my guestbook. Thank you! Where the Cobwebs Grow Time fades like dust in a cloudy sky there's a place where all dreams go to die. It's a place with no sun and no stars It's a place neither near nor far It's a place where cobwebs grow It's a place where we reap what we sow Silver wishes and misspent sorrow Where tears fall like rain on a rose Where it is, your heart only knows dream your dream, don't be afraid In the ocean of hearts, you dare to wade stick your toe in, it's not cold don't be afraid to smile as you grow old in the galaxy of hope, there's only two places to go; dare to dream, don't be afraid to grow or drift off to the empty eky where empty dreams go to die Untitled (based on a movie preview I saw once) When the song is over we must say goodbye no, no tears, no time to cry you know we aren't meant to be what do I have to do to make you see? stop, we can't do this again give me a kiss and go out the door before I tell you I want want more It may be hard, but you know it's true in my heart, I can't be with you the deision has been made, it's time to go if you ever need me, your heart will know... it was time to go Clairice (based on the book Hannibal, which I was a little enamored by) As he enters the confines of my divided mind he closes the shades, opens the wine my eyes are empty, my thoughts are dust the trouble of lust the world continues but time stands still the vibration of my sould I can no longer feel heat has melted my weary mind I give it over to him he seems so kind the cobwebs on his heart are so easily swept away much to my dismay All of those were written in the past year. Here's some old ones. Untitled Written in May, 1997 What was one a glitter filled chocolate donut is now a fiery poisonous hell He laughs at my tears I pull my hair out He slams the door on his ankle I scream Suddenly he is kissing me and the donut is back but later as I stab myself with my keys I cry He yells and the poison is still there my friends mourn my death I mourn my life My wish of happiness no longer exists but sometimes I smile I get on top he comes inside I worry I skip he eats the nuggets I go 60 down Northwest Highway He lets me go when the song ends or when it's 12:00 God, it's so hard to love him and so hard to lose him my stomach hurts my neck has those strange things in it again I give my mom the number Not caring about lateral cones and volume pie equals r squared so I write, and it doesn't make sense F. Scott Fitzgerald on my mind my bare skin we worry together on the pay phone in A hall he accuses me again and I surrender again Passion (From December, 1995) My passion for you burns like fire your heart is the object of my desire Your beauty drives me crazy with want in my dreams, your face will haunt All I want is you in my arms, is that to much to ask? But you refuse to take off the mask. For your attention he and I will compete without you, I am not complete. I guess I will have to step asie When he comes around, it's like I have died. I love you but now I will let you go my love, I can no longer show my heart has broken, my soul has died my tears are no longer cried. Fuck you (Lovely, I know)From November, 1995 Love is suicide my heart has died your heart has lied my tears have been cried your brain is fried fuck you.
11:21 p.m. - 2001-08-14 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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