spring is nice, or at least the weather
it doesn't mean your mood has to be the same
even when its sunny, in my mind, it still rains
i've grown so tired and bothered that its starting to really hurt
but at least now, i can wear my favorite shirts without being cold
or at least not cold on the outside
my frustration has gotten so strong that it is pushing me to the edge,
i never really thought i would be at the tip of a cliff like this
now i have one desicion: to jump off
or keep myself up
i'll think about which one seems to be the better choice
although not one looks better than the other at the moment
so i will let you decide for me, when you decide to come back
if you decide to come back
i'll sit on my doorstep and watch the cars pass by,
just a way to pass the time. but i know you wont drive by
i'll really be watching the grass hoping maybe a bug will jump out
i want to see butterflies
i want to have butterflies
Here i am again, in this familiar place
i have this feeling in my stmach that i just cant seem to erase
i dont ike this subject for my mind to chase,
as i feel the blood rushing away from my face
going pale with my heart in my throat
i die a little more as each word i wrote
trying not to choke on each breath i toke
i have grown cold and am withouta coat
i am lost but without a scapegoat
i look at youu with the subtle eyes of a lost kitten
longing for you to find me and forever i'll sit in
this whole i dug because i will never fit in
and thinking of all of these letters i havent sent but have written*
today i found out the days of spring break, and my dad asked me if i could come down to see him for spring break...the only problem is that i cant go. i have to do the lights for our church play.
this play has also been taking up my sundays,
and preventing me from seeing my all-time favorite band live
also about 2 hours ago, a childhood friend of mine was sent to the hospital with bleeding near his spleen
i havent seen him since i was 10, but i really hope he's alright :/
i guess you could say i'm becoming angry at the world..
i feel so lonely here, stuck at home by myself everyday with nothing to do,
i cant stay in my house anymore.
i dont care if i just walk around by myself all day, but i just cant be home anymore
im starting to feel trapped in here...and i really hate it more than ever now
i want to feel your arms around my waist and the pressure of your stare so i can sense your warmth and the texture of your hair then i want to caress your face as i'm held tight in your embrace and i'll draw you closer closer and closer until our lips meet
feel me, feel me baby, wont you heal me i miss you and it hurts so bad but when you hold me, i am so glad love me, touch me baby, dont you hush me so i can tell you more and more that i'll love you forever more
i want to hear your voice so softly in my ear filling with "i love you"s and things i like to hear and then i'll hold you close and be near this love of which i chose and i'll draw you closer closer and closer until our lips meet
feel me, feel me baby, wont you heal me i miss you and it hurts so bad but when you hold me, i am so glad love me, touch me baby, dont you hush me so i can tell you more and more that i'll love you forever more
i am feeling distant and pushed away
slowly but surely, my perfect life has gone array
i did not want this, my nightmare, to exist
dreams should only be dreams
they should stay buried within the depths of sleep
i am lost and i am losing
i am hurt and i am hurting
i am cursed yet still cursing
and i do know that this is wrong,
nor do i mean to do so
kneel beside me, for i am ill
use every tool you can find and think of to try and fix me
teach me to float before i drown in my sorrows,
for i long to see a life ahead
look into my eyes, do you see the blank stare?
it is almost as if i am not there...
from every scornful and burning glare,
i take them all in, but they tear me down
i am thinking of wandering into a familiar place,
and i wil follow the blue mouse there
i'll lay down and lok at the stars with the wind curling into my hair
she'll lay beside me and attempt to speak
although, she knows i hardly understand
i want to sleep and have sweet dreams as i did before
but this time, i would prefer to stay in my dream world
there is a reason i hold on to your one hand with my two,
i cant let go of you
i cant let myself drop you because my grip is insecure
i lay my head on your chest to hear your heart beating
though it doesnt beat so loud, i still listen
the way you listen to me talk
i touch your face to make you smile
so sun can shine in on my stormy eyes
then i gaze upon your angel face to know everything will be fine
your starbursting eyes remind me that our love goes beyond the universe
your are my perfect image of beauty
on the inside and on the outside
all i can do is love you
i can't do it, but
don't worry about me
over all, all i am is this:
nothing
the world will be better, if i
can make it that way
and when i am ready,
everything will turn out fine
anyhow, i am useless
nothing is making sense in my head
you are all out to get me, i knew the whole time
may you please stop now...
on and on, i do
remember
everything
there you are, oh, welcome back i see that you have come from my past to devour my future once again i say to you please, don't do this to me, for i cant bear the pain. what are you doing and where did you come from? how dare you try to take what is rightfully mine? no, i will not let you! you will not do this again! no, not to me, not again.
i see the way you can change people's minds, molding them with your fingers, i see you have been practicing now you have chosen the wrong subject to sculpt i will not let you ruin this masterpiece! this is true beauty, this is one of a kind, this is mine this is the only thing i am unwilling to share, ~ yet the one thing of mine everyone wishes to take
i wish you all to take my advice, and my advice is to stop.
i am very genrous, yes, it is true... but i would like to have this one thing to myself my beautiful masterpiece. my previous creation was small, precious, but small, and flawed my creation had diminished within its self, but you were the help you let the paint drip down off of the canvas and then you laughed about it but with this... with this, you can see the big picture
with this masterpiece, i will have a future this masterpiece will make me successful this masterpiece will give me something to be proud of this masterpiece is more important to me than any other creation of mine this masterpiece is my LOVE
my last creation, it fell apart, it fell apart right as you entered my studio as soon as your image fell onto my design, it could no longer be complete your criticism was harsh and blunt but you only criticized when no one else was around you would look at me as if i was a friend, until all of my art supplies were away then i was only another person for you to hurt...
do you not realize what you are doing? if you had a beautiful creation such as mine, would you want it to ruin? would you not care about the condition of the masterpiece its self?
and what about the beholder... think of how the beholder of this masterpiece feels this creation was God-sent to ME this creation was made for ME
why must you come back? you hurt me behind other's backs, and the one's who's backs were turned never did a thing
you are going to give me unpleasant dreams, i will end up drawing images onto my paper, but not with the fluid grace of my hand, but with the jaded rage in my heart that i will always have for you in the back of my mind
i will stand to be in your presence, but i will NOT let you ruin my masterpiece.
Art is LOVE, and LOVE is Beauty. i have waited my entire life to hold something so spectacular, so beautiful, so perfect.
do you see this now? do not steal from me, please. i will beg you on my hands and my knees, i will stay kneeling, begging to you until they are sore please, please, do not take away my masterpiece. i will not punish you for your wrong doings, but i will silently scorn you for the rest of your days
do you now feel my desperation? i am now weeping at your feet! stay away and keep away, i cannot let you do this
i was the girl who thought even the ugliest dinosaur was cute
when i got to 6th grade i switched schools,
then there were different people...
they thought i was even wierder than the people before thought
middle school wasnt any better but i did find people who accepted my wierdness
in highschool all of my friends that i made graduated my freshman year
and i do have friends in my class but not many
last year wasnt too bad because i had a friend by my side the whole year
she goes to a different school now...
and then i had alot of senior friends who graduated that year also
this year i have come to school and still have some friends
but lost almost all of the ones i had in middle school
who were the most important people to me..
i dont fit in with one half of my family, and its the family that is always around
its really depressing to be sitting at a family reunion at a table by yourself
the other side of my family, i dont get to see much
now,
i have only a few close friends and i have a boyfriend who is also my best friend
and alot of my "close" friends have almost nothing in common with me, we just get along really well
and they also dont really hang out with me either
the only person i hang out with is Nick, who i dont get to see as much now..
its not like i mean to be wierd, this is just how i am
i like different things than most people,
i think differently than most people (&they dont know the half of it)
i dont necessarily look like other people either...
its tough when you even look different
people have told me they know im not going to be typical just because of the way i look
the only bad part about that, is that its not usually a not-typical that people like
it frustrates me so much that i cant hang out with people just because im different and they dont like it..
i cant stand it!!
it really makes me hate myself more than people imagine
its so frustrating not being able to do things and i HATE being alone
i am always at my house alone
not because i choose to be, but because i have no where to go
i dont have a friend's house to go to
i dont have money to go places
i cant drive anywhere & if i could i have no car
and i dont have friends that drive
sometimes i really want to bash my head into the concrete until blood pours out of my head so that maybe just then i can knock some sense into myself. so then maybe i can finally stop being so wierd and be normal like everyone else. i dont want to be me anymore...why would i want to be someone i hate.
my name is Asberry, Aeri for short. my boy made the name for me, pronounced "airy" like the end of my name. i am a tiny 18 year old girl from Cincinnati, Ohio (United States) who loves everything art and music! i'm more than in love with my best friend, his name is Nicko and he completes my life :) and we are engaged! im super happy about it :) i'm reallysoft-spokenand really quiet in real life but i love talking online ! i'm really sensitive and emotional and i have a really creative mind, i always find myself in deep thought. i'm addicted to food, art, photoshop, sims, anime, japaneseculture and foreign music and of course those amazing Nicko kisses if you have any questions, drop me a [[Q]] on formspring, tag me on my cbox or comment on one of my posts or pages ~ ~ ~ thx 4 reading ~ ~ ~ love you all ^_^
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