Loving you is sugar to spice
hold me close and it feels nice
but suddenly we're angry once again.
...
I guess there's no use in talking
when everyone here wants to fight,
I see you running away from me
as the darkness consumes all our light.
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Dress me up in colors baby
Whisper me a sound
Spin me up into the heavens
spin me round and round.
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My Distorted Reality
Well I woke up in the morning with songs in my head
and I stumbled blindly from this old Murphy bed
I found the phone and I punched in your number
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There's a hole in your shirt
a cut-out shape of your heart.
Well I used to think love didn't hurt
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Wake up!
the sun is rising over us
beginning our fairy tale end,
we're in a place where
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All those pretty horses drifting towards the sun
a sun that's dripping in golden happiness
with a sister moon swallowed in silver pain
but that's just the world I know.
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The sun is shining over our heads
it's the only reason I can think of to get out of bed
I'd love to stay here longer
with your arms wrapped around my skin
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Running around these secrets
wondering when they'll leave
something's coming in the storm
something I can't see.
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This is what we do now
make our own empty threats
we wrap them up in blankets
and try hard to forget.
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I plucked you a four leaf clover
to prove my love was real,
yet you threw it away
on some fine summer day
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This is for the broken
the ones without a cure
for those who stay fighting
though they don't know what for.
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I will find a better place to lay my aching head
there was a feeling in my brain and slowly it had spread,
whisperings inside my bones say not to close my eyes
for you have poisoned my whole world and soon I will be blind.
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When I was young I was a fighter
my words were strong and sure
I would take what I was given
and wouldn't dare take any more.
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Cura Te Ipsum
Loving you is sugar to spice
hold me close and it feels nice
but suddenly we're angry once again.
God knows I have to lose
sometimes I will sing the blues
'cos nobody f.cks up like I do.
I've worn vests and metal plates
and still my heart begins to break
when you point your gun at me to shoot.
Oh I've tried to celebrate
but I look at you and begin to hate
everything you've ever done to me.
I know I'm not what I want to be
but I do know what's good for me
and no one will ever hurt me like you did.
You told me that you loved me still
always have and always will
but I'm done playing games.