Memories of you and I,
Brought together only to say goodbye,
Both of our lives intertwined,
I changing yours and you changing mine.

Flickers of your voice in my head,
Before I wake and as I go to bed,
Both of us, we never fled,
We lived by the words of what the other said.

Illusions of you standing in my room,
Before I watched you be placed in your tomb,
You warn me somethings coming soon,
Warn me of my impending doom.

Though you're no longer here, but above,
I remember the last thing you said to me.
''I give you my heart, my soul. My love.''

What if?~

If you spend your life dwelling on what could have been.
Remembering songs unheard and sights unseen.
Thinking that you're the slave when you could've been the queen.
You set yourself up to fall.

If you spend every waking hour wondering 'What if?'
Thinking that you haven't truly lived.
If going back and changing things is what you wish.
You're not really living at all.

If you wonder not of the future but of the past.
Think constantly of ways to make it last.
You've been caught out in the blast.
The blast of life.

[I may add more or less, depending. I haven't decided if it's complete yet~]

Love with hate is easily found.
Love doesn't make the world go round.
Love doesn't stop the scared from hiding.
But love sure makes the ride worth riding.

Love one is my facorite.

Love it. :)

Hearts

A heart of stone.
Can shatter.
If it is left alone.

A fiery heart.
Can burn out.
If left cold to play its part.

Even a heart made of ice.
Can melt.
If given enough warmth.

Individuality

I have been told many times before that I am different.
''You don't fit in!'' They used to say.
''I am not some piece of a puzzle.'' I would reply with indiference.

Still they would pester on as though they could get to me.
''You have a weird way of speaking!" They'd sneer.
"I have correct use of english, actually." I would say bluntly.

And yet onwards they would go in their quest to bring me down.
''You never wear a skirt!'' They'd accuse.
''Unlike you, I don't wish to show underwear when I bend over.'' They didn't seem to realize I was already on the ground.

For, unlike them, I do not copy what others do with glee.
I am not off some conveyor belt.
I am not a sheep.

I have Individuality.

The Darkness

My wary eyes began to droop, my head began to hang
I thought and tried to forget, now, the snow white razor fangs
That had been inches away from my face as I fell
Tried to forget the day I went to the Wishing Well.

It had been like any other day, you see
When I was trapped and dreamed of being free
When Darkness had plagued my mind, maybe
But my heart; Oh, my heart was still free

But all that changed, when I made a wish at the wishing well
A wish that turned Earth into hell

It started out as nothing more than a thought
Whereupon it turned to a dream, and in my heart it caught
And tugged at the strings which connect my heart and mind
Clouding my judgement, making me leave good sense behind

I'd normally been so foresighted
I guess it's amazing what we become when we're frightened

I wished I was strong enough, to fight back and to win
For every other time I'd tried, I'd been beaten within an inch
Of my wary life, left with broken bones and bruises
I don't decide who I am, you see. I'm not the one who chooses

The only problem was, my wish came true.
And from my back great leathery wings grew.

My skin turned from softness to scales
My mouth elongated, and I sprouted a tail
My arms grew thick as tree trunks, the same with my legs
And two silver horns sprouted from my head

I was shocked, horrified, couldn't believe it
I had beome a dragon, and now in this form, I don't know how to leave it

I've left all I love behind me. My life was bad before
Now, it is much, much worse
I have had to leave my home, fly over trees and mountains
Heading to the legendary city, said to hold the 'Gold Water Fountain'

It's said, that with one sip, you get what you deserve
It is a huge risk, not often reserved

It can grant you gold, with just a mouthfull
With just swallowing, you could become beautiful
One thing to keep in mind, though, before you take this quest
Is that if you deserve it, one drop can bring you death.

[[This one I will finish, eventually. @-@]]

They are unknown; Many people fear them.

Unto our world, they add infinite layers,

Et renuntient incredibili laetitia

[The bring us incredible joy]

Sed etiam nos obruent timor

[But they can also drown us in fear]

Those that allow themselves to be pulled deeper,

Tears~

When you cry at night, But nobody hears,
When there's no one there, To dry your tears.

You, know, you just gotta call my name.

When you feel put out, Tired and alone,
When you're feelin' down, And on your own.

'Cos I, know, I just gotta do the same.

What no one else gets, I'll understand,
When you feel yourself fall, Just take my hand.

And I, I will pull you back from the brink.

When your head slips under, I'll take you to shore,
When your heart gets broken, I'll tell you, What I've told you, Time and Time before.

I, won't let myself, be dismissed.

[[Rather simple, short song, written because a friend of mine has been feeling lyke. Uber depressed recently. ;~;]]

Snow White's Love

All Memories are are Hiding.

I remember a time when we would be truthful to each other.
No lies. No serets. No hiding behind closed doors.

I remember a time when I could say 'I love you'.
Without suspicion that I was hiding the truth.

I remember a time when a smile would tell me so many things.
Now, it only tells me that you're hiding something.

And, most of all, I remember when happy endings were more than make-believe.
For now, it seems my happy ending is hiding from me.

Every time, I remember.

Every time I close my eyes, I am haunted by memories of you.

Every time silence abounds, I hear echoes of the truth.

Every time I hear the words 'good-bye', I can't help but picture your face.

Every time I hear certain sound, The sound of a beating heart race,

I can't help but remember all that we wanted.

All that we were.

All that we could have been.

You.

Is it strange, the fact that I feel so safe around you?
You, the monster, who devours the truth?

Is it odd, the way I love your eyes?
Even when filled with blood lust and lies?

Is it frightening, the fact that I like your razor canines?
That I like the way they glisten and shine?

Is it cruel, the things I do to you?
How I sometimes say things that are untrue?

And, finally, is it wrong the way I love you?
You, a beast, that could tear me in two?

That is a question I ask myself daily, but the thing is,
It's me who kills you, with every kiss.

[Bonus points if you guess who 'you' is. ;D]

Darkness.
Shadows.
These things surround me now, they fill my heart and my soul
As water fills a pit.
Death.
Destruction.
These things are a part of me now, they are in me
A fact I cannot forget.
Pain.
Misery.
These things have become me now, they are all I am
In much the same as warmth, and light,
Are all you are.