I don’t know why, but i can see past this, past everything that happend. I see us making out around the corner at your parents house, i see us walking down the street while it started raining, and you grabbed me and we danced. I see us exploring the fallen tree in the park. Bike rides and the closeness of your body against mine, i … Continue reading I see us

May summer come fast, just for the rain, So we can dance in the street again. I feel free every time I am close to the madness. Chase me again, catch me if you can. Then hold me. Sometimes the confusion in your face, can look so handsome. Sometimes I know you get feelings that have no name, and it haunts you most days. I … Continue reading Just for the Rain

  In this world, in my world how my mind perceives reality it’s another story. The world doesn’t make sense to me anymore, but music is a true love story you see. Maybe it’s just me, but I feel too deeply. You can think me weird, I will love the compliment, but when life is just too serious and mean, unfair and selfish, I borrow my … Continue reading When music is the only thing that makes sense.

There is a Maroon 5 song I play over and over, thought I would be tired of it by now, but it still feels so good, I take one, two, three teaspoons of suger, because I am not allowed to, I told a story that goes like this: Once upon a time there was three little pigs,  and the Wolf was their friend. The end. I … Continue reading I am my best friend today.

I want to be crazy in love And I want to be loved for my crazy. Tired of being normal. Continue reading Tired of being normal

No sleep again, it’s 5am We all just need a little something to hold on to. I am stuck in the strings. A nother day at the puppet show. In the strings. Walking through 2nd Avenue. You can meet me half way. Tonight you are haunting me, But I don’t mind You put a fever inside me, possessed you got me on strings at the … Continue reading Puppet stings

Little Red had everyone convinced. Of innocent with the color blush on her skin. At cross roads where the road ends, there the foot prints and paws meet. Hanging on a branch of a tree, in the wind red fabric be dancing. Lone wolf, meeting on lovers hill There the wolf will howl a lovers song to the moon. See little Red had everyone fools … Continue reading Red Riding Hood

I have realized its okay to cry, it makes you strong, it helps you deal with unwanted piled up emotions that doesn’t serve you. Makes you even stronger. I am becoming me again, the person i come to love, the person i am meant to be. So for a couple of weeks i have felt emotional and i cried many times. I am starting to … Continue reading Its okay to cry

I use to believe we were burning on the edge of something beautiful. The way you played kept me on cross roads, i had to kiss the devil, over and over again. To close the deal, i needed to feel your hands on my skin, ones more. I use to believe we were meant to be, it was real you were so real, deep down … Continue reading Kissing the devil

  I feel alive close to the madness. I could lie, but i am telling the truth Darling i know a sad song, but it will not get me down. They say time is suppose to heal you, but i haven’t done much healing, just kept putting layer by layer on it. I don’t need you to understand, i can even be mean like you, … Continue reading Close to the Madness