He was right You were wrong Hide your hurt Not for too long Take a step Break a limb Hide your wounds There's strength within Don't think that you're alone in this Count each drop of blood and wait for bliss You were right He was wrong To underestimate you Not know how strong Your bones are, you'll mend your hurt And clean off the rest of the dirt Each crack Each rip Each gaping wound Let the strength seep through Let the song birds swoon Let your strength be his And his be y

Am I too much to handle Am I too much to contain Did you bite off more than you can chew And break your jaw in strain I'd rather be too much Than easy to manipulate I'd rather be larger than life And too hard for you to articulate I'd rather be larger than life And never be too small I'd rather be a stronger wife Than be pitied each time I fall I'm stronger than you think I am And that my friend is true I broke your jaw when you tried to chew me So what you gonna do?

I say “I Love You.” You say “what then?” You can’t cover your disdain You can’t even pretend I'm mocked and ridiculed By your narrow vision of me I'll never be large enough for you to see Never good Never better Just plain old me “You stressed for what?” You say and roll your eyes You look down at me You paitronize Your blinded by your ego You believe your lies “You have more than others! What you stressed about?” Excuse me sir, But this pretty house you see W

How much more can one heart take How much more before it breaks How much love to mend a heart How much time til it falls apart How many tears can my eyes spill Before they dry and fall still How much heart ache, how much pain Will it take until I feel again How long will I fall through the clouds Will I crack before I hit the ground How many nails break on the wall How many shrieks on deaf ears fall How many wounds should I bear How much more should I care How much more could

What should you do when it's too late? Should you hold on until love breaks? Should you hold on until you bend, Until it's too late to even mend? What should you say when love leaves home? Should you wave and say "so long" Should you hold on to a tethered love That has been doomed by the skies above? What should we say when children ask "What now is gone, could we ever get back?" Should we smile and say "c'est la vie, What is gone was never meant to be." What should we write

Every now and then I think, I could live on my own But every time your love Cuts through my flesh and bone This wild world we wander through Supposedly happy and free Would be a bleak and dismal place Without you here with me So this time if I wonder How it would be to live alone I could not live without your touch That heals my flesh and bone

In this race of life We tend to forget People who are dear Til it's too late for regrets In this fast paced rush Of getting ahead Our brains are a mess Our souls fill with dread What are we doing? For what? For who? How hard we try Whatever we do We need to stop Slow down and see There's so much more That we can be We push and shove Our loved ones, so They push right back And so it goes This bitter cycle This fierce race Has only one side, An ugly face. If cynical this makes

You poor thing Thinking that Putting me down Makes you more Of a Man!! Just because you can?! It rolls off me Like rain on a slanted roof Like lies in the face of truth I am as powerful As I believe myself to be I stand strong In the face of adversity I don’t need you To validate me I choose to be Where I am Not because I have to But because I can

An empty bed A darkened room A tear to shed Shadows loom A lonely figure Out of sight Echoes linger Through the night Eyes wide open Chest heaving Spirits broken Limbs freezing Words unsaid Forever lost Passions dead A dismal cost For the epitome of fear That you could feel When you have no one to hold you near.

In a world full of fear, Where the weak are easy bait, If you shed half a tear, It will seal your entire fate. No matter how hard you try, Or how hard you work, There is always some one close by, Waiting for it to get dark. You look over your shoulder, Every step you take, And hope you don’t get older, There’s too much at stake. Afraid to take a further step, Afraid to close your eyes at night, So scared, you bite your lower lip, And try to stay out of sight. A cold & ruthles