The Damsel

The damsel walks through the boulevard
She listens to the whispers of the wind
She recalls her past and it pierces the pieces of her heart
Her eyes now watering, she silently smiles
As she remembers the times spent wit her beloved
She knows the times will never come again
She's living a life of pure lie and disdain
There lies another story in her
The real self that is always covered
The pain in her eyes can be seen
The beauty that makes others keen

She slowly enters the cemetery
And swiftly passes through the trees
Follows the path which leads her to the grave
She lays by it and tries to be brave
Tries not to shed a tear tries not to break
Tries to be strong
She sure is forlorn...

She loved him then...
She loves him still..
And she knows
she forever will...

with or without u...

Sitting alone here

Surrounded by all my fears

I cant express the way I feel

Its like nothing here is real...

Remembering the past makes me smile

For once...

I re live the best days of my life

When we were together

The times that can come again never

Sitting here by your grave

And to feel you once I crave

Moments seen like an eternity

Was this really our destiny...

I hold our memories together

Those that I can cherish forever

But the tears don’t stop ever

I guess not until we are

Again together…

Life: A Mystery...

Life a mystery
with joy and sorrow
with never ending feelings
that we burrow

A beautiful combination
of love and hate
of war and peace
a never ending mystery

A mystery to solve
a life to live
where our tears dissolve
searching for the one
special gift

Life a mystery
waiting to be revealed
life a religion
in which we believe

Life is destiny
its what its meant to be
life a cradle of
filth and misery

this is what we see: life as
but no
life a beautiful mystery
waiting to reveal the
Truth in Me...