Thursday, May 27, 2010
Reason
Bump in the Road
Broken Frame
Give It Up Mom
Its Returned
I feel cold and alone
Lifeless
Unimportant
Hurt
All these come upon me
Tumbling in my mind one after another
All I feel is pain
All I want is a fresh start
A clean slate
A new beginning
Sometimes we don’t all get second chances
I feel like I’m a broken mirror
I can be fixed
But ill always see that crack in the reflection.
I ask myself why me
Why dose this demon take over a girl like me
One who doesn’t want this
And never did
From my parents riding on my back
To my friends drama crawling into me heart.
Im broken
I can easily be fixed
And I have all the support I need behind me
But do I choose to accept their help?
I keep running
Running faster and faster
But yet I go nowhere
I still am stuck in the same position.
Is there no end to this misery
Is there no place to hide
No cure for this disease
No hope for God’s child
Its returned
Its Returned
I feel cold and alone
Lifeless
Unimportant
Hurt
All these come upon me
Tumbling in my mind one after another
All I feel is pain
All I want is a fresh start
A clean slate
A new beginning
Sometimes we don’t all get second chances
I feel like I’m a broken mirror
I can be fixed
But ill always see that crack in the reflection.
I ask myself why me
Why dose this demon take over a girl like me
One who doesn’t want this
And never did
From my parents riding on my back
To my friends drama crawling into me heart.
Im broken
I can easily be fixed
And I have all the support I need behind me
But do I choose to accept their help?
I keep running
Running faster and faster
But yet I go nowhere
I still am stuck in the same position.
Is there no end to this misery
Is there no place to hide
No cure for this disease
No hope for God’s child
Its returned
Old Swing
Old Swing
By: SkaterGirl4554
That old swing that use to carry me for hours.
Swiftly moving back and forth
Left to right
Around and around.
That old swing was apart of me,
Apart of something I wish I could do.
It was the closet thing I had to flying.
Lifting me higher and higher every time.
The wind rushing through my long hair
The breeze against my face
The redness of my hands from gripping the chains for too long.
That swing meant everything to me
And I knew it would never let me down
Until that one day came.
I was swinging higher then ever
Full of confidence until it happened
One side of the long chain that supported me
Snapped
Out of now where without any warning
The swing fell out from underneath me
Letting me fall to the hard course ground below me
The only thing I feared.
I landed with a hard thud
And the swing fell along side of me.
I sat there in sorrow
And felt the tears rushing down my face
Smearing my makeup
But I didn’t care.
All I knew is that the one thing I trusted let me down.
But that didn’t stop me.
Once that part of me was fixed and back to normal
I once again got on it with the same confidence
And trust
As I had before.
Yes, that old swing was a part of me
And it will always be.
The Way of Life
The Way of Life
By: SkaterGirl4554
The way of life has no short cuts.
It’s filled with twist and turns
Bumps and dents.
From a trail of tears
To a golden road of happiness.
The way of life is full of questions.
None of which the answers
Are in black and white
Or ones that can be found on google.
But the ones peoples ask themselves every day
When they should be finding the answers
Instead of questioning.
The way of life can not be avoided
There’s no reason to run away
If you do your problems will just wait for you.
Just move on and accept what you have done.
We all make mistakes, it’s the way of life.
The way of life is filled with hope.
Everything has a way of fixing it’s self
But just like anything,
it can never be fixed alone.
That’s why we were put on this earth
To fulfill our duties and make our marks.
And that is the way of life. J
