I try hard to keep up. You have never made it easy so I gave up. Time has lost all its luster and my feelings are dead. I stop caring after learning you can careless. It’s like the quote goes from How I met your mother…
“You may think your only choices are to swallow your anger or throw it in someone’s face, but there’s a third option: you can just let it go, and only when you do that is it really gone, and you can move forward.” – Ted Mosby
Because of your mother
I can’t seem to forget
That our love is a trembling one
And healthy to my soul
Because of your father
You’ve got a hole in your trust
And when I see you hide it I wish I could
Remove it from your heart
In silence I make promises
I’m lying still in the dark
And because of your peaceful soul
I keep thinking to myself
Don’t, don’t, don’t cry for love
Cry for love
Don’t, don’t, don’t cry for love
Cry for love
Don’t you cry for love
It’s a part of our path
Think about the way
Things were left to be
It’s a raging sea
And colors that you won’t be
Here to see
And it’s just a matter of time
Till they put me in the grave
Till they put you in the grave
So I don’t, don’t, don’t, cry for love
I don’t cry for love
What book are you reading right now?
I am trying to read the second book Dune messiah just have not had time.
When you find so many in your life that are fake AF you know it’s time to start over somewhere else.
Days
Weeks
Months
Years
Still you managed to make me smile today
It’s been over a year
My thoughts go back in time
To a time we would just laugh
Endless chatters
Sharing secrets
Careless whispers in the night
Song lists from the heart
Music that made us feel connected
Nights falling asleep sounds in our ears
Words that made us express our deepest desires
Though the puzzle never fit
We tried to find ways
Life decided for us
You were right coffee, no one is to blame
Life is to blame
Written by Emmanuelle-Rose Grace
I scream
I yell
Still no one hears me
I shake my hands
I stomp my feet
Still no one hears me
I jump up
I jump down
Still no one sees me
I cry
I die
Still no one can hear or see me
Who’s gonna tell you when
It’s too late?
Who’s gonna tell you things
Aren’t so great?
You can’t go on, thinking
Nothing’s wrong, oh no
Who’s gonna drive you home
Tonight?
Who’s gonna pick you up
When you fall?
Who’s gonna hang it up
When you call?
Who’s gonna pay attention
To your dreams?
Yeah who’s gonna plug their ears
When you scream?
You can’t go on, thinking
Nothing’s wrong, oh no
Who’s gonna drive you home
Tonight?
(Bye, bye, bye)
(Bye, bye, bye)
(Bye, bye, bye)
(Bye, bye, bye)
Who’s gonna hold you down
When you shake?
Who’s gonna come around
When you break?
You can’t go on, thinking
Nothing’s wrong, oh no
Who’s gonna drive you home
Tonight?
Oh, you know you can’t go on, thinking
Nothing’s wrong
Who’s gonna drive you home
Tonight?
I feel so stupid when we talk. Not because I can’t talk to you but because you make me feel dumb. You say I spin in circles and you are right. I try so hard not to but I am trying to fix that and make it right. I hate the feeling of disappointment I hear in your voice. I hate feeling like no matter what I do you I will never be your choice. I hate that I care. I hate that I become jealous for reasons I can’t explain. I hate that when I talk to you I feel safe. I hate that when I say something you get so mad. I especially hate when you make me laugh. I want to stay mad but can’t. I want to hate you but I can’t. I hate to care and think of you all the time. I know you don’t have feelings but that doesn’t change mine. Lost in the deep sea of reflection. Darkness consuming my mind. Trying to escape in the incoming flood. Lost in the sea of your non existent callous heart. ~Emma~
Mom you are the light in my world You are the stone that keeps me grounded You are my lighthouse on a stormy night on the sea You are stars and moon …
Mom
Which activities make you lose track of time?
When I write my poems or short stories I completely get lost. In those moments I truly find peace. Even though I maybe lost in a thought, it feels good to get lost and turn my feelings into words. the only other time I find that comfort is when I am farming. In one of the games I play, farming just helps to take away the thoughts. So when I feel overwhelmed with emotions or thoughts I farm. Time slips away as so do the things that worried me.
Emma the Mizfit 