Anything and Everything

I think about her…When the days feel unbearable,When the tears won’t stop falling,When the clock refuses to slow down. I think about her…When my heart starts breaking,When I’m standing at the edge of giving up. I think about her smile,The warmth of her laugh,The glimmer in her eyes,The glow of her skin. I see her…She’s as clear as still waters,Shimmering under the sun,Trapped in a moment that…

This is mine and mine alone.

I think there was point when I truly did like you From the way you looked at me When you said hi Who would have known that all those moments would lead to an emotion so strong I cared about you, if you were hurt I wanted to be the one you came to When you were tired I would’ve given you my shoulder When you were sick I would’ve nursed back to good health I spent nights talking about you Spent my…

I’m sorry… not sorry

I’m sorry I’m still here I’m sorry I got beaten up and yet still stood I’m sorry I offended your attempts to keep me down I’m sorry I found out the truth…. You see It took me a while (I’m sorry),I hope you weren’t waiting long (I’m sorry) did you miss me tho(I’m sorry) was I of some importance (I’m sorry) did you smile when I said I wouldn’t come back (I’m sorry) were your feeling hurt when you…

People could never imagine how much you hurt, Because you make it look so easy being you. You’ve mastered the art of putting on a face in the morning, You know exactly how to mask the pain. Allowing your self to be alone in your despair thinking… “No one would understand, No one even cares.” You don’t know how to let yourself cry as much as you should, Hoping people would understand you’re not…

(via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nyntB_oW80c)

I want to stop now, Being the helpless one… Being the needy one… Being the “I’m searching for that one day when you’ll finally see me for all that I am” one… Being the abandoned one… Being the dragged one… Being the lonely one… I want to stop now. I want to be me now…completely and honestly me.

Amazing cover by Leeroy Sanchez!!

You know one thing…

I always felt that giving each other space in our relationship would be good for both us.

I mean I was excited to have found someone like you

But I was always confused as to how much I should give and take, say or be quite

And maybe that gave you mixed messages

And I know it’s too late but you have to know

I was always hurt when others got a response out of you that I had…

Wow, I cannot believe it

I honestly thought I was done with you

But you always found the cruelest of ways to crawl up in my heart and make me drool your name.

And I guess you could say I gave too much to remember

Well at least it was always that way until I gave you a chance

To only realize that it’s an endless turmoil of you not giving a shit.

I think that’s where we make the mistake

We look for…

You know…

..You always managed to rip a certain part of me that gave me common sense

I’ve heard my heart cry so many nights that it kept me awake

Felt the assault of my dry eyes that just wouldn’t commit

Held the revolt of your sharp eyes that never came fit

 I stayed up nights, ….waiting for your calls

Messed up my rights, trying not to fall

And I’ve done all I could but still you never turned

When I started doing things out of the good grace of my heart

I thought of myself as a savior

And after I got too comfortable with the title

I became a Savior with a salary…

Sticking my head up a little too high

I denied the possibility of a brighter sky

Sooner or later I was humbled.

Knocked down on my knees and face bowed to my king

I forgot my own voice in search of his

Acknowledged his…

Brigitte

You know one thing I always loved about my name

It’s a name that carry’s so much weight and yet holds no history

A name mysterious to my culture

But a symbol of my vulture…

I love the struggle on people’s tongue as they roll the never ending torture

To pronounce a name outside their composure.

A name that is pregnant with favor.

I love my name..

My name means the exalted one…

My name…

So apparently I’m emotional

Locked up my heart for so long, finally set free uncontrollable

 I used to hold back my tears, but they would always come back as fears

I’m here where I’m supposed to be

But you keep saying what is supposed to me, (opposed to me).

I’m emotional!

Words made to be needles became knives

And loves once told as stories became lies

 betrayals I thought would last days,…