Hole In My Soul
by
Jeremy Gould



The sun rose up with me today
and I can't help feeling this way
but every día brings me down
and there's stillness all around
I've got to get away from the pain
so I try a stroll down memory lane

Yep, I still remember you
How could I forget?
tu thought I'd lost you, I bet

But tu were the first
The first to hold me tight
The first to kiss me goodnight

Now there's nothing left
but this hole in my soul
that reminds me of what I've lost
Somehow I've got to replace
the emptiness that once was full
But what price do I pay, what cost?

The loneliness surrounding me
leaves me feeling less valuable
por the hour, por the minute
my livelihood slowly slips
As I watch it float away
I don't even try to stop it

I can't replace what you've done
so there's one solution, only one
I have to let tu go
But there's one thing tu should know

No matter where tu are
No matter what tu do
I'll always have this hole in my soul
to help remind me of you

The día of your birth
has been labeled por darkness.
Your birth is your death.
tu have died a thousand times
in your heart,
death shines in your eyes,
following tu like a limpet.


You've died,
though tu still breathe,
but life is just a shadow
of your past,
tu don't see the life.


Your road is spiny,
hope is smothered and distant
to your sight.
You're on the road,
but this road is your life,
and this life is a burden of
your fate,
and past never dies until tu die.


Your road is full of thorns,
empty and abandoned,
like your heart,
like your life.


The día of your birth
has been labeled
por darkness.
It's everywhere tu look,
you're on this road alone
and this road is the burden
of your fate,
past never dies until tu die.

Hear me,
hear my
unspeakable words,
those are screaming
inside my
lost strifes!



See me,
see it through my
frightened eyes,
those will mostrar you,
those will defeat
the peace itself.



That peace,
well-known
to you,
but not to me.
Not to me.
I've seen it only
in their eyes,
while mine were dreaming.



Grabbing my soul,
living inside,
the fear loves me more,
smiling to my
faith.



Hear me,
hear those
unspeakable words,
those are living here,
praying silently,
crying sternly.



Hope is awaken,
but weakened.
Hating fear
and its cruelty,
it struggles
tirelessly,
though
fading...



Fading
along with
unseen dreams,
sleeping
along with
sorrow.



The doors
are locked,
Sun is not
illuminating
my path,
not mine.



Fears sleep
in there,
loving my failures,
listening to my
unspeakable
words,
those are prayers,
unseen
dreams,
fear lives within.

Do tu remember the song I never sang?
Do tu remember the words I never said?
Do tu remember the amor I never felt?
Do tu remember the tears I never shed?

Do tu remember the pain of heart's first fall?
Do tu remember who put me through it all?

Do tu remember the way tu never cared?
Do tu remember the time I felt so scared?

Do tu remember holding me in your arms?

Do tu remember me walking out the door?

Do tu remember us standing in the rain,
when tu dicho tu wanted me back again?

©COPYRIGHT, Waverly L. Harris, 2011, DO NOT REPOST WITHOUT PERMISSION AND CREDIT FOR THE AUTHOR.

I'm love
I'm desire
I'm pain
I'm denial.

Call me whatever you
want me to be.
Call me!
That's all tu see.

I'm pale
I'm tired
I'm love
I'm desire.

My kiss is so deep.
Can tu feel my soul
talking?
My kiss is so soft.
Can tu feel me?
Will tu dream me?

I give my amor to you.
I haven't chosen that,
it's just how it meant
to be.

I hide my tears from you,
i lock my the pain inside of me.
That's the place
i wish tu never find.
That's my soul,
sorrow and desire.

I give tu all tu want,
i choose the sweetest words
for you.
My touch leads you
to the highest
power of imagination,
just to mostrar you,
just to have you.

A little black flower, planted
with a seed of grace. The expression
of joy slowly shine on its face.
A little black flor beautifully
devine. An elegant structure in this flor u will find.


amor and the joy of
happiness, this shows a black flowers
elegance. the color of
this flor so proudly stand out.
tu are a little black flor without
a doubt.

Note: I would like to bring this out to a little girl that was killed in chicago where i live. so smart, so nice, so good, but why did she had to die..... she was part of the light and now i must find her in the darkness and bring her back to life.

Sounds of past

echo in my head,

seeking for

the truth,

remembering,

memorizing...




Sounds of past

still harm my soul,

but now I'm strong,

I can accept the truth.




Sounds of past

echo in the depth

of my heart,

though some truths

have never been found.

We just see these

through our eyes.




Sounds of past

still echo,

sometimes silently,

but we know

that the past still

lives inside,

as a memory,

as a burning wound.




Sounds of past

still echo

inside.

As a memory,

as a burning wound.

away tu left
flying far from me
shooken por the wind
the pain
we were meant to be

far tu left
Never to Return
the pain destroyed tu
tu were never to be whole
There was nothing left to learn


tu left me that cold night
Without even a hug
I was left behing
all alone
with just a red lady bug

tu left me
crying alone
A week had passed
slow and painful
my red lady bug sat dull

tu were still gone
never coming inicial
I couldn't forget tu
but tu were still here
the red lady bug was still here

I knew tu were gone
there was no hope
but somehow I felt tu
I knew tu were near'
the Red lady bug was nothing to fear

tu are still gone
not coming back
I miss tu
I feel tu
and all I have left is the red lady bug

The Doll

Left & lonley
Abondoned & destroyed

the doll will seek revenge

The hate and pain have all subsided and left a fiery passion for revenge

The doll will have revenge

In pursiut of unfair justice in an unfair world

The doll will gain revege

The war that rages the hate that raises
All left the doll empty & tattered & broken

The doll will get revenge

The doll left broken por the side of the rode
Ignored por all mankind

The doll will receive her revenge

Who determines what is just in this unjust world

Not the doll o me o you

In a world of wrong what is right

Not the doll o me o you

Who leads the way in this endless maze called Life

Not the doll o me o you

One más Chance

por Cody Herman

Do tu remember the good old days?

When we used to laugh and play?

Nothing worried o stopped us

We would run until we were breathless

Tell me, when did it stop?

Why did it all drop?

Was it because of something I did?

I know I was stupid

I didn't mean to do it

It came bit por bit

It wasn't till the end

That I knew I had lost a friend

It never worked out

But por then there was no doubt

If I could turn time back, I would

Even if it was just to see our childhood

I ask for one más chance

Just to advance

To turn back the clock

For our friendship again to unlock

It was my entire fault

Our comradeship didn't just halt

I wished I never started that romance

Again, I ask for one más chance

U Grab My Hands Off the blind
I feel Warmth that firstly strange
Where will u take Me??????

u mostrar me Colors,,,
U mostrar Me sadness
What was The truth u meant??????

U takes me in different Way,,to Love
That was Not also Kiss,,,Hugs,,,Playing
U mostrar Me Care,, Joy,,, And deep
that was Not about how birds can Flown away..
this is how to feel when they r Flying,,,
It was not to watch the Blossoms come...
it Learn about How to Wait until it Blooms....

U makes Me that cry was a way out too...
u make me believes that Laughs Also hides in the sadness


Now I know...
ur Loves Changes ME...

When I think of tu
A tear falls and I start to cry
And brings me to sleep like a childs lullaby
When I see tu
I have to look away
And pray that my hurt can come another day
So I can feel better
When I hear your voice
I have to tune it out not that I have a choice
We may like each other
But if we come together and start
We would burn our soles and fall apart
Your like fuego and I'm like ice
When we touch we hurt each other
We will never be able to be together
And for now all I can do is wish

She inhales sharply.
She hates the irony, and the pain is too much.
She cannot see his face;
He has advanced from behind.
But she does not need too,
She knows his face too well.
His cuchillo digs deeper into her soft cheek.
He is carving a heart;
Mocking her obsession of him.
He whispers something incoherent to her.
She wishes she had listened closer.
He caresses her unmarked cheek with his gloved hand.
She closes her eyes,
Half wishing it was over,
Half wishing it would never end.

-Emily Rose-
7-20-10

~*As she rolls the dice*~
~*I must think twice*~
~*About who I stand by*~
~*If we lose the bet*~
~*I'll surely get*~
~*A big shot to the head*~
~*I will be dead*~
~*I will be dead*~
~*At least for a while*~
~*No one ever understood*~
~*Why he killed an innocent child*~
~*I will be dead*~
~*I will be dead*~
~*It surely is true*~
~*I will wait until tu die*~
~*So I could be with you*~

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