Liar LiarI always told myself love didn't exist.Then I met you and you showed me thatwasn't true.You helped me paint this pretty pictureof what our life could be.Then you lit that page on fire,burnt it so only I could see.But the gas you poured reached morethan only our perfect, little painting;for I was standing too closewhen you threw that lighter down.Now, not only is what we hadgoing down in flames.You have burned the very essence of me.I will never love again.I will never take that risk.I will never venture towards anotherwho will make me want to quit.I don't want to be alone but,what choice do I have?When the only one I ever wantedwas you.Thought I was building this house with bricksbut you were using sand for mortar.Now everything has coming crashing downall around my ears.Yet, you suffer notfor you never really lived here.Now, I lie among the ash and debris.You told me forever so I guessedI misjudged time.Because last time I checkedforever wasn't near.Sa
BurnYou burn me with your silencebut you just don't give a damn.
Plays OnSwept over by a tidal wave of despair,unable to grasp anything solid;lungs desperately trying to fill with airbut engulfing only darkness,inhaling the sorrow left behind by cruel wordsand judgmental glances.Snickering and sneering when she enters the room,they whisper, "She's not good for anything."And they don't care if she hears.And she does hear, she did, and those words havehaunted her for years.Etched into her soul with a knifeand no matter who else offers encouragement or words of helpful advice;they are drowned out, murdered before they have a chanceto make a difference in her twisted way of thinking.For all she ever hears is, "She's not good for anything."The record is set on replay by some invisible hands,spinning endlessly in her head.Not only at night when she wishes to sleepbut in the background as she tries to makeit through the day.It's always on, the same phrase,nagging at the back of her mind along withevery other negative word that has ever been
TrashLike the glowing, dying ashes from a lit cigaretteLike the empty, stained cup from your too cheap coffeeLike the crumpled wrapper that once separated you from your favorite treatI matter notJust a means to an endLittering a dirty, city streetI was never worth more than trashIn your fiery, glowing eyesEven though, at one point,I was what kept you aliveBroke meUsed meThen pushed me to the sideI was never worth more than trashIn your fiery, glowing eyesLike the gum under a park benchLike yesterday's newspaperLike an empty soda bottle that once contained your preferred drinkI don't mean a thingJust a meaningless containerTossed aside on the corner of a busy, city streetI was never worth more than trashIn your fiery, glowing eyesEven though, at one point,I was what kept you aliveBroke meUsed meThen pushed me to the sideI was never worth more than trashIn your fiery, glowing eyesYou said that I meant the world to youYou said I was your one and onlyThen you lef
UntitledI was cursed the momentair filled my lungswith the life thatcourses through me now.Twenty-two years of painI have endured upon this earth.The ground turns black beneath my feet.