4 Letter Words

Hate is a passion
it can drive fashion
Drive to wreck lives
Can be colder than ice
these words will run you

4 letter words they slip
past your lips
while your shakin your fist
sway your hips to the music
let it run through you
let it take you
4 letter word passion

Love and lust
can be confused as all fuck
It can be suck a mucka
long the same they run
thats when your tongue takes on these words....

4 letter words, slip
past your lips
While your shakin your fist
sway your hips to the music
let it run through you
let it take you
4 letter word passion

all these things through my head
borderline consciousness
Hate and love so close to come
Lust is there but is it fair
These 4 letter wods so in your face
makes you just wanna burn this fuckin place

Anytime

As I sit, in my bed
Wonderin who your with
Is she as good as me
Or is she just a somebody
Do you think of me Like I think of you
My Heart aches, does yours too


Lonesome nights there so hard
When I should be in your arms
Try to fight back the tears
But I have to face my fear
That you'll never really be mine
At anytime

So I go through the day
Trying to hide the pain
Fighting tears that I wish wasn't there
To have you call me
Would be such ecstasy
Wish that I could make you see

Lonesome nights there so hard
When I should be in your arms
Try to fight back the tears
But I have to face my fear
That you'll never really be mine
At anytime

So I go on
Hoping someday you'll prove me wrong
At my door with your arms open
My tears would all be gone
Nothing would ever be wrong again

Lonesome nights there so hard
When I should be in your arms
I try to fight back the tears
But I have to face my fears
I'm never gonna have it all
It will never just be
You'll never truly be mine
At anytime

million pieces

A heart that is torn into a million pieces. I wonder if there is enough super glue to put it back together. Each piece can be fixed with the answer that are seeked. Each piece has it's place among the time of answers. It's hard to say right form wrong when the wrongs feel so right. The love that comes with it and the other things to are things that I want and not let go. But not only does it cause pain for me but it does for others. This is the weight upon my shoulders. The things I feel the things I want collide together.

Causing a million other crashes in hearts all round me. People hurting because i am people hurting because i am not giving them what they want. Hurt to be loved and hurts to love. Hurts to see the truth and peak it but hurts to hold it inside. Tears are cried over it all. Fallen to a shirt to soak to the bone. Sleepless nights of wondrous thoughts. Of dreams that have come to stalk. Of the things you wish you could have and want to be.

These are hard times and not because of money. Because of feelings. Feelings that surround us every where we go over everything. Things that remind us of things long ago things that remind us of moment not so long ago. To love and hold is what i seek with the one i feel the most complete. These tears i wish they would stop fallin and I could rest peacefully. But without hat comfort that I have form the warmth of those sweet thoughts and dreams I can not.  My choices lay in front of me and i know what i have to do but i am not sure it is in my heart to hurt anyone more than I already have.