A poem I wrote about how when people start to change and you don’t who they are anymore, and so you’re left in question about who to trust. People can be so decieving it’s like they are playing a game.

A poem…

Who you are .. NOW.

I love thee now,
I’ll love thee then.
You are my blessing, for you I have found.
Your image can not be captured by paint or pen…

…This pain and misery?
To hide my love?
Take this trickery!
I’ve had enough.

You say you want the truth
But all you ever give me are lies
You say you need the proof
But you simply hide it from my eyes…

But I know the truth
And so do you
I have the proof
And expose you I will oh so soon…

Love/Lust.

This is a poem about the falsities of religion.

I never knew that he will do that. I always wanted to be good in my heart, loving towards everyone, however, he did not think the same. Finally, there was something special in him which was not in me, even when I was the daughter of a cultured family as he was.

About six years into the relationship,
one minute you laughing
next you facing a huge life change
and worst part.. you realise you made the worst mistake in your life

"just because you accepted that drink..
five years ago, one hot summer night.

This song / poem was written while I was having a bad day at work. I remembered something in Junior High that was an experience from work and wanted to write something that was opposite of what the reader would expect to be good. Being upset and depressed is bad enough, but to meet people that live for it is where I draw the line. Bleeding through your eyes is symbolic of people who like to hurt themselves repeatedly to see what it will do and how it will affect thier body.