I love to hate, and hate to love

I am a tear from the moon
a shadow on the wall
holding off my creeping doom
trying to break my fall

A broken smile is what i have, i do not wish for a broken heart

If i knew you would break my heart, i wouldnt have tattooed you to it.

Would you rather tell the lie that brings a smile,that you will later pay, or the truth that sheds a tear?

F.E.A.R= False Evidence Appearing Real, an imagination gone crazy, i guess that makes me crazy then.

Keeping me to myself, buried in pain
a constant storm within me, with secrets dripping like rain
(its from one of my poems, but its my favorite quote out of all my poems so far)
-harley-

You can hold me, but do you feel me in your arms? you can see me, but do you even know i'm there? you can know me, but would you ever love me like i love you?

Why is it i feel so used and abused by life and love? is it because i'm not like everyone else?

I'm learning to stay alive
i'm learning that i was wrong
i'm learning what i should have known
i'm learning that you were the one all along