The Tongue
I’m not just a small part of your body
I’m more than what you know
I’m a double-edged sword
I’m not cruel, I’m merciful
I’m not mean, I’m honest
I hold the power you can’t control
I translate your thoughts into words
I paint with it to create your world
Shall it be a world of lies and deceptions
Or a world of honesty and truthfulness
Only your words will set the cours...
Wednesday 14th March 2018 8:03 pm
Stage Lights
I walk up the stage to preform
I stand in front of the enormous crowd
A bright light shining at me
I open my mouth but nothing comes out
I look around for you among the crowd
But you're not there, you're far away
So I walk down memory lane with a heart full of pain
Hearing your voice again is the only thing keeping me sane
Your voice, oh how I miss your voice
It made me ...
Wednesday 14th March 2018 9:46 am
Red
Red, Red, Red
She's wearing red
Red lipstick, red dress
She's asking what's in your head
I answer her question with a question
am i better off dead
Yes is what she said
You're misread, you're mislead
You're only hanging by a thread
So take the pills and let the suffer end
A knock on the door followed by my mother's head
Asking are you ready yet
I answer jus...
Tuesday 13th March 2018 4:39 pm
Breathe
Breathe
Is what I do to find serenity when my world crashes
down on me like furious waves in the ocean
Breathe,
Is what I do to escape the chaos and find the calm
Breathe,
Is what I do to inhale the good and exhale the bad
Breathe,
Is what I do to exist in life
Breathe, Just breathe
Tuesday 13th March 2018 12:38 pm
Two sides,one coin
She's wearing white, she's wearing black
Her hair bright as day, her hair dark as night
She's the light, she's the dark
She's the virtue, she's the sin
She's the good, she's the bad
She's the angel, she's the devil
Two sides of one coin
Is what she is.
Tuesday 13th March 2018 12:27 pm
Canvas of lies
My soul, A blank canvas
My lies, the paint
My tongue, the brush
As my tongue lies, the brush paints
Endless lies rolling out of my tongue
lie after lie, the canvas is done
I stare at what's looking back at me
The old me that I used to be
With a look in her eyes that says I can no longer be
that's what my lies had done and made me become
the soul of a liar that can't b...
Tuesday 13th March 2018 11:39 am
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