This is such a high!
Excitement!
Elation!
Soaring & Flying!
Once again I feel
Invincible!
Incredible!
Flawless & Fantastic!
This time I won't stop.
Morning comes and I wait
Hopeful
Frightened
Anxious & Impatient
I know I should stop.
Addicted.
Consumed.
Dependent & Obsessed.
But I want even more.
Again I get my fix.
Satisfied
Relieved
Overjoyed & Soothed
But what if I run out
worried
panicked
needy and greedy
I know it will end soon.
Morning comes again, it's gone.
deflated.
depressed.
angry & craving
I know I don't need it.
lying
determined
lonely & broken
The road to recovery begins.
Recovery takes time.
Wanting
Hating
Loving & Mi
Emptiness and sense of loss,
losing myself and at what cost.
Mindless and floating throughout time,
always remembering the time you were mine.
If you love it then set it free,
countless people have told me
but I think of futures I can not clearly see
and wonder if I'm really meant to let it be
And then one day you come back here.
Again! At Last! But still I fear
that this time you will turn to leave
and once again I will be left to grieve.
The first good-bye was my mistake
but this time it's not mine to make.
So when you leave it'll be my turn to fake
all the smiles as I try not to break.
The two of us standing in the cold,
held tight in each other's arms
safely out of harms way.
There's nothing like the feel of your lips
and hands on my hips. This must be love.
I'm entirely content in your arms,
just hold me tight, no matter what way
and kiss me lightly with perfect lips.
Watch as my mind slips and I no longer feel the cold.
A star falls in the deep night sky and I wish to forever stay this way.
Our body's close together and passionately locking lips.
I pray that our love may never gro cold
and that for eternity I may hold you in my arms.
Caught in the moment, I kiss your neck with nervous lips
afraid to watch
I used to laugh when people said
"I've found my love, my only one"
I shook my head and then I said
"You silly fool, love is dead"
but now I can clearly see
that all along the fool was me.
Oh Sweetie, just shut your face
I would love to see you in my place.
You say you're poor
yet have more money than a whore.
Your car sucks
but it's worth a couple thousand bucks.
Your bosses hate you at your job,
it would help if you weren't such a knob.
You sit and freak if you get a B,
then laugh at me when I get a D.
I work ten times harder than you ever did
and raise my sister like she's my own kid.
I work two jobs and have no money
to pay my bills, it's not even funny.
Any day now my car will die.
All your bitching is such a lie.
Oh Sweetie just shut your face,
I would love to see you in my place.
Crystalline snowflakes suspended in air.
The people on the street stop to stare.
As I look into your eyes,
The time usually flies
But now it stands still
And I pray that it forever will.
I found a way to make time stop
Silenced the world, you can hear a pin drop.
Just so I could hear the sound
Of your voice, the most wonderful sound I ever found.
I found a way to control time
And make sure, youre forever mine.
I promise to always care for you
And do whatever you need me to.
I found a way to make time freeze
So here I am on my knees, begging please
Let me call you forever mine and Ill be forever yours.
Ill pr
No Sleep for the Loving by Sucre-Glace-Reine, literature
Literature
No Sleep for the Loving
She lays there waiting for sleep to come.
She know's it's impossible
because she's thinking of him.
She's getting caught in his hazel eyes
imagining the soft touch of his perfect lips
on the curve of her neck
and his gentle breathing in her ear.
She's running her hands through his hair
and interlacing her fingers with his.
Such a perfect fit. She could swear
her hands were made to be in his.
Her hand touches his arm
and feels the familiar shape of his muscles.
Slowly she moves her hand,
gently caressing his side,
longing to memorize every inch of him
as if tomorrow she'll go blind.
She looks into his eyes again,
and becomes
I look at the walls,
so cluttered with things.
All so inspiring,
but entirely the same.
These walls might as well be white,
the hold nothing new.
I search each wall
looking, searching, hoping
to find a way out.
There isn't one.
Just like the ceiling.
I found my way out
but it's going to be hard.
These walls are flat
and smooth, no handholes.
I have to find my way out.
I can't stay here forever.
So many memories and emotions
are written on these walls,
but they're all just the same.
They're all for love
or something quite like it.
So many things, yet so few subjects.
I've got to get out
of this comforting box.
It's su
The hardest thing I've had to do
is turn and walk away from you.
I knew we would be together again
but I miss being in your arms
so close to you and out of harms
way. I don't want to have to walk away again.
I miss the shine in your eyes
and knowing there's no lies.
I never want to be away from you again.