Literally the Boy of My Dreams

Literally the Boy of My Dreams
Current mood: amused
Category: Writing and Poetry

I feel like your staring at me
from across a desert plain..
staring deep into my soul
seing things I dont notice myself..
I might have found you
somewhere..
This seems so real
but maybe it's fiction....
I hate it that were apart,
when I wake up,
to live another day
endless day
of a life unwanted..
Go to sleep
rest my head on the pillow
just so I can see him..
I think I've found you,
but really I lost you..
Because you're only the boy of my dreams.....

Idiot

Idiot
Current mood: bummed
Category: Writing and Poetry

I guess you could call me an idiot,
because what I had believed to be true.
I guess you could call me an idiot,
because when I was hurting I wanted to turn to you.
Some say that I'm the idiot,
because I fell right into the trap,
but unlike the other contestants
I wasn't given the map..
You say I'm the idiot
because of what I've done,
you say that I'm the idiot, but
you were the one to run...

Could you Climb These Rocks

Could you climb those rocks..?
Current mood: bummed

Sometimes when I'm up late
I like to pretend I don't care,
That I'm up here and you're down there
and that you wouldn't dare..
Sometimes when I'm up late
I stare into the moon,
because while you struggle with yourself,
I pretend you'll be up soon..
Sometimes when I'm up late,
the screams seem to haunt me,
because down below is a caged beast
and he wants to be set free. .

Numb

Numb
Current mood: calm
Category: Writing and Poetry

I was prepared to say I hated you,
and I guess that was a lie.
You told me I was miserable,
and though I knew I asked why.
You answer shocked me surprisingly,
sent a quiver through my bones,
you told me I was stupid
because I wanted all the unknowns..
Maybe you were right about me
Maybe I am dumb,
but atleast my pain has receded ,
and now all I am is numb...