-I Rebz Breathe Music-

mikefrawley:

Some days are straight out of Hollywood
while others it’s far too damn real
some days we yearn for a tender touch
and some days it just hurts to feel

Some days are filled with inspiration
some come with no ink in the well
idyllic days made of magic and heaven
and those when you know you’re in hell

Some days everyone cries out alone
and some days everyone plays
blessing or curse, for better or worse
enjoy it all, this is but one of those days

Lay my trust in you
Hold it tight
Guard it always
Day and night
Let it slip
Then “we” are gone…
My trust has passed you
Time has moved on
Say your sorries
But it won’t help
Time won’t do it
These wounds won’t heal
I trusted you, my love
My biggest regret
My only betrayal
My latest love
My last friend

mikefrawley:

You’re beautiful if you say you are
let no one tell you otherwise
ask that perfect child smiling back
you know your mirror never lies

Imperfection, I don’t quite think so
deprecation doesn’t flatter you
ask your mirror and you’ll discover
what everyone else already knew

You may as well believe the truth 
you can see it with your eyes
look closely and you cannot deny
your mirror is right, it never lies

I sit here, holding back the tears
From the words you didn’t say.
One part of me knows why I love you,
The other part wants to run away.

You’ve made me cry a million tears,
Yet I stay right by your side.
I do my best to trust you,
Despite the many times you’ve lied.

mikefrawley:

I’ve been often told how blessed I am
how far I’ve come from where I’ve been
how much I’ve lived and seen and done
while I’ll admit that all that’s true
there are times I still could use a hug
and far too many nights when I miss you

I looked down on Earth an saw

Pain

Sadness

War

And Hatred

So I said to the old man next to me

“God does not exsist. For if he did then the world would be kinder.”

Then with my eyes still cast down

I thought then said

“Or if he does exsist, then he is a very cruel man with a strange sense of humor.”

So the old man replied

“ You are still looking down, look up.”

So I did, and realized how beatiful the sky was.

moderndaybohemia:

To hold
To keep
To release.
My hand
My heart
Past memories.
The wise aren’t old
Take it from me.
Tall-tales are told
By the young and weak.

Experience
Outweighs the best.
Holding onto
Your legs to your chest.
Breathless whispers
Between loud cries.
…

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reclaimingthename:

People lie, lives change,

Nothing is ever surely arranged.

Nothing is ever set in stone,

and even a stone, without cement is alone.

See, everything is nothing, and nothing are we

We can speculate and contemplate, and still form useless decrees,

Because nothing has meaning, we’re alone and…

poetictears:

i drew a map for you

so you’d know how to get to my heart

but you took a shortcut

and you stole it without asking

now i no longer have my heart

give me back my fucking heart

ethielssilhouette:

I miss the ocean.
The song it sings
when the wind passes by.
I no longer
feel its sand on my feet
but the tide
must be high for the
cut on my finger
won’t stop bleeding. 

sentskyward:

Where my mind wanders when wondering of you;
searching through diamonds within the dirt.
Where my fingers wander when wondering for you;
placing themselves in dirty places.

A finger slips half inside of me,
it can’t replace your rigid self.
When you’d slowly force out the bad
and fill my spaces…

I’m trusting my heart

To trust in you.

Even though I’m not sure

If it’s the right thing to do.