Saturday, March 28, 2009

He Can't Hurt You Again

My head is filled with thoughts of you.
What do I do when you no longer care?
I want to keep him from beating you black and blue.
He holds you with fear, with me you don't have to be scared.

He feels powerful when he swings his fist.
His eyes won't let him see whats coming his way.
He'll no longer put your life at risk.
Today is his day.

When he blinks, I'll be there.
Fear will run down his spine.
He'll begin to realize I'm everywhere.
He'll know when its his time.

Hitting women made him feel strong.
Now the table has turned.
He will know right from wrong.
His chest begins to burn.

He'll fear my presence.
Without saying a word, he'll know why.
Its time for some lessons.
His destiny is now for me to decide.

As fate sits in my hands,
He'll begin to plead.
He ruined her plans,
Now its time for him to bleed.

Fear no more pretty girl,
His blood is on my skin.
Its time you felt safe in this world,
God knows you've never been.

I'll watch from a distance.
How can I live without you in my life?
We can never be which condemns my existence.
Don't worry, I'll be alright.

Thursday, March 26, 2009

Selfishness

Do you feel happy, yet insecure?
The two make life hard when combined.
Are you content or just unsure?
What more in this life is left to find?

I've loved and lost.
I've hated and forgiven.
I've learned what sin cost.
There's not much in life worth reliving.

I know there's more to life than this.
I just haven't found my reason.
When I'm given a clue I try to resist.
Its my hope for seeing another season.

Do I continue to rescue those in emotional distress?
Are my words even enough?
I keep putting myself to the test.
Only to find my soul's not that tough.

I can't keep going when I'm the wreck.
I should take my own advice.
My emotions need to be put in check.
My body is paying the price.

The bottle in my hand keeps me warm at night.
I know its burning me inside.
It blurs my sight,
but it clears my mind.

At twenty five, my worries are too plenty.
I should feel free.
Those that pretended to care condemn me.
My downfall is all they see.

I take all my energy to make those around me feel safe.
I get nothing in return.
I don't expect to be repaid.
What would a little compassion hurt?

I'll continue to do my part.
Just remember there are others in pain.
It really hurts my heart,
To know that my hospitality is taken in vain.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Happiness: Only One Mistake Away

All night long I stared at the ceiling.
The walls were closing in.
I wonder what I do with this feeling.
I hate that I've committed this sin.

When we shared that kiss,
I knew then that it was wrong.
But I'm scared of what I might miss,
I've wanted this for so long.

Do I close my eyes and pretend it was a dream?
Do I drift to sleep and pretend I don't care?
Maybe its not what it seems,
but that just wouldn't be fair.

The emotions are there and I know that they're real.
I just don't know what I'm suppose to do.
I don't know what I'm suppose to feel.
It makes it hard for me to breathe,
it makes it hard for me to move.

I tell her just to wait.
Give it a little longer,
Its in the hands of fate.
But I can't make her sit and wonder.

Life's too short.
We have no guarantees.
I don't know how long she can afford,
And it brings me to my knees.

Her happiness will keep me moving.
Even if its not with me.
But the sound of Us is soothing,
I ask God to let it be.

Now I can only watch,
enjoy the ride.
Life without her wouldn't be much,
I have to make her mine.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Nothing Left

Did you really expect me to stay,
When you have nothing left to say?
I have to move on from here.
I have to quit living in fear.
Fear that I might hurt you.
When all along, hurt is all you know to do.

I can't breathe when I'm around you.
If I don't go, my life is through.
How do I leave?
How do I take that leap?
I'm not sure I can live without you.
Its hard when thats all I'm used to.
Then there's the question,
What about all the time that I've invested?

All I have left to show is heartache.
I'm walking on glass,
Under me I hear it break.
I have to go.
All I have now is what I know.
This is all thats left of me.
Can't you see?
You took all the rest.
You've made me a mess.
I hope God has mercy on my soul,
because living with you has made it cold.