Like

I hope what ever I said was worthwhile

That you like what I started

And Finished it the way we said we would

Would you be glad

Would you be sad

How would it end for you.

What would be the new beginning

Start it off

1, 2, 3

Remember the countdown

Remember the COUNTDOWN

Forgiven

Forgot

Placed and Left out

Traveling minds

That blew out over time

The story goes 

That the man forgot

She was his bride

She left him to die

And she gave up the curse

Start it off

1, 2, 3

Remember the countdown

Remember the COUNTDOWN

Remember the Peace

Remember the Silence

Sorry thats not how it goes

Start it off

1, 2, 3

Remember the countdown

Remember the COUNTDOWN

ALL END

Update

I am a young woman who is going into her senior year of high school. I'd like to say that my poems and stories, as well as songs are made because of the impressions i have about my life. The relationships I make and the situations I face, whether they are good or bad, I think that I draw inspiration from them. So I hope you read more of my "diary" entries. Since most of them are about my life.

Oni

Oni

There is an angel giving me advice,

Her advice is to listen to others,

And have a life for their sake.

What about my sake.

The devil that lives in my pills,

Says to live for my sake.

To concentrate on myself not others.

I have decided on the name for the angel.

It shall be she-demon.

The devil gives me guidance.

I later learn that once you accept outward appearance,

And accept whats on the inside,

You can have best friends.

My best friend is the Devil,

He is sometimes called an Oni/Monster.

He lives inside my head.

But I'm just glad he's not the angel.

The angel was forcing a mask on me.

She was creating me into the perfect person.

Not into the crazy me I'm meant to be.

Would you rather have the Crazed Artist or the Perfectionist?

Sammy

Sammy

What should I call him,

Other than boyfriend,

What name should I give him,

Sweetheart,

Goody Two Shoes,

Sammy-kun?

I don't think so.

I need something specific to him,

Something that screams HIM!

But what can I call him that won't kill me inside if we decided to break up,

I dont want one word to break me,

One thing to set me off,

One gesture to remember.

The pain is always remembered.

So what can I call him as if not to be attached but at the same time attached at the hip.

Its so unreal,

Having another person that feels like your other half,

And when your missing them you feel dull inside,

You feel as if the world split apart and swallowed you whole.

So what name should I describe him as.

Someone who knows everything to say,

Who knows how to push all my buttons,

Who understands my whole being without knowing me for a long time.

What should I call someone who doesn't love me fully,

But will give me the whole world in exchange.

Why does my heart ache for him so?

Why can I tell him something that is so insignificant in person, then ask him something important over the phone?

Why am I so PATHETIC?

Getting upset over not finding a pet name.

Goody Two Shoes has stuck so until i find something else...

IT WILL STAY!