Finding a great guy to fall in love with is like trying to nail jello to a tree! |
In the arms of tomorrow I say Good-bye to yesterday, My tearful slumber begins as my life is blown into the sunset of today... |
Never Knowing Our Last Good-bye Had Come, Your Words Of Promise -See You Later- Left Hope In My Shattered Belief In Happiness, Watch As your Lies Become My Undoing... |
You'd think I'd have run out of tears by now but here they are again, gracing my face and burning my soul... with no one to stop them... |
Poetry is that voice for what you cannot say. |
Silence is all that can be heard, the laughter is but a facade, and the smile is as broken as the heart it hides |
Pictures: thousand word essays of forced smiles and pretended good times. |