Let me be the one who calls you baby
All the time
Surely you can take some comfort
Knowing that you're mine
Just hold me tight, lay by my side
and let me be the one who calls you
Baby all the time
Let me be the one who never leaves
You all alone
I hold my breath and lose the feeling
That I'm on my own
Hold me too tight stay by my side
and let me be the one who calls you
Baby all the time
When I'm alone time goes so slow
I need you here with me
and how my mistakes have made
Your heart break
Still I need you here with me
Baby I'm here
I found my place in the world
Could stare at your face for the rest of
my days
How can I breathe, turn my insides out
and Smother me
Warm and alive I'm all over you
would you smother me?
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
This song playing over and over on my ipod
My top five favorite bands are as follows; The used, Black Stone Cherry, Ra, Skillet, and Motion City soundtrack, this song is one of my favorites from the used.
He wears his heart safety-pinned to his backpack
His backpack is all that he knows
Shot down by strangers whose glances can cripple
The heart can devour the soul
All along he turns to stone
While holding his breath half to death
Terrified of what's inside to
Save this life, he crawls like a worm from above
Crawls like a worm from above
Out of his mind the way
Pushes him whispering
Must have been out of his mind
Ripping illusions are pushing this out his head
Maybe out of his mind
Out of his mind
All along he turns to stone
While holding his breath half to death
Terrified of what's inside to
Save this life, he crawls like a worm
Crawls like a worm from above
Crawls like a worm from above
Crawls like a worm from above
Crawls like a worm
Crawls like a worm from above
All he knows
Is he can't relieve it and it grows
And so it goes
He crawls like a worm
Crawls like a worm from above
He
Crawls like a worm
He
Crawls like a worm
He
Crawls like a worm
Crawls like a...
Out of his mind the way
Pushes him whispering
Must have been out of his mind
All along he turns to stone
While holding his breath half to death
Terrified of what's inside to
Save this life, he crawls like a worm from above
All along he's holding his breath half to death
(Holding his breath half to death)
Terrified to
Save this life
He crawls like a worm
(Crawls like a worm)
Crawls like a worm from above
Crawls like a worm from above
Crawls like a worm from above
Crawls like a worm
Crawls like a worm
Crawls like a worm from above
He wears his heart safety-pinned to his backpack
His backpack is all that he knows
Shot down by strangers whose glances can cripple
The heart can devour the soul
All along he turns to stone
While holding his breath half to death
Terrified of what's inside to
Save this life, he crawls like a worm from above
Crawls like a worm from above
Out of his mind the way
Pushes him whispering
Must have been out of his mind
Ripping illusions are pushing this out his head
Maybe out of his mind
Out of his mind
All along he turns to stone
While holding his breath half to death
Terrified of what's inside to
Save this life, he crawls like a worm
Crawls like a worm from above
Crawls like a worm from above
Crawls like a worm from above
Crawls like a worm
Crawls like a worm from above
All he knows
Is he can't relieve it and it grows
And so it goes
He crawls like a worm
Crawls like a worm from above
He
Crawls like a worm
He
Crawls like a worm
He
Crawls like a worm
Crawls like a...
Out of his mind the way
Pushes him whispering
Must have been out of his mind
All along he turns to stone
While holding his breath half to death
Terrified of what's inside to
Save this life, he crawls like a worm from above
All along he's holding his breath half to death
(Holding his breath half to death)
Terrified to
Save this life
He crawls like a worm
(Crawls like a worm)
Crawls like a worm from above
Crawls like a worm from above
Crawls like a worm from above
Crawls like a worm
Crawls like a worm
Crawls like a worm from above
Black Stone Cherry Lyrics the Blind Man.. one of my favorite songs
Disappointing change in seasons
cold has come again.
Streets are flooded with excuses
stories never end.
People walk in their delusion
wading through despair.
We must come to stand as one
and take the cross they bare.
So we will try not to cry
when we're walkin' in their shoes.
Have you heard the news?
Hey have you seen the blind man in disguise,
Lookin' for his eyes?
Hey have you seen the rain man
lookin' to the sky,Beggin' for sunlight?
The darkest times ain't always at night
A man will hold a sign and preach
"This world will not stand".
We are all among the scared,
so will you hold my hand.
So We will try not to cry
when we are walkin' in their shoes.
Have you heard the news?
Hey have you seen the blind man in disguise,
Lookin' for his eyes?
Hey have you seen the rain man
lookin' to the sky,Beggin' for sunlight?
The darkest times ain't always at night
So We will try not to cry
when we are walkin' in their shoes.
Have you heard the news?
Hey have you seen the blind man in disguise,
Lookin' for his eyes?
Hey have you seen the rain man
lookin' to the sky,Beggin' for sunlight?
The darkest times ain't always at night
Disappointing change in seasons
cold has come again.
Streets are flooded with excuses
stories never end.
People walk in their delusion
wading through despair.
We must come to stand as one
and take the cross they bare.
So we will try not to cry
when we're walkin' in their shoes.
Have you heard the news?
Hey have you seen the blind man in disguise,
Lookin' for his eyes?
Hey have you seen the rain man
lookin' to the sky,Beggin' for sunlight?
The darkest times ain't always at night
A man will hold a sign and preach
"This world will not stand".
We are all among the scared,
so will you hold my hand.
So We will try not to cry
when we are walkin' in their shoes.
Have you heard the news?
Hey have you seen the blind man in disguise,
Lookin' for his eyes?
Hey have you seen the rain man
lookin' to the sky,Beggin' for sunlight?
The darkest times ain't always at night
So We will try not to cry
when we are walkin' in their shoes.
Have you heard the news?
Hey have you seen the blind man in disguise,
Lookin' for his eyes?
Hey have you seen the rain man
lookin' to the sky,Beggin' for sunlight?
The darkest times ain't always at night
Another song from the band From first to last
This song was dedicated to me and it is funny because its called Emily
Smiles and her laughter
its the only thing that I've been waiting for a time
regardless of our distance and our hope...grows greater
trapped by pretty eyes and letters for all time
...the only thing that I've been waiting for.
I hope its something worth the waiting
cause its the only time that I ever feel real
thunder storms could never stop me
cause there's no one in the world like Emily
she's simple yet confusing
her sparkling eyes make me weak at my words, they tremble
days seem like years in this month of December
the winter coldens me for I have yet to sleep
and never will I give up trying because you're everything to me
I hope its something worth the waiting
its the only time that I ever feel real
thunder storms could never stop me
cause there's no one in the world like emily.
Smiles and her laughter
its the only thing that I've been waiting for a time
regardless of our distance and our hope...grows greater
trapped by pretty eyes and letters for all time
...the only thing that I've been waiting for.
I hope its something worth the waiting
cause its the only time that I ever feel real
thunder storms could never stop me
cause there's no one in the world like Emily
she's simple yet confusing
her sparkling eyes make me weak at my words, they tremble
days seem like years in this month of December
the winter coldens me for I have yet to sleep
and never will I give up trying because you're everything to me
I hope its something worth the waiting
its the only time that I ever feel real
thunder storms could never stop me
cause there's no one in the world like emily.
A song by A Day to Remember that Mac dedicated to me
I'm missing you so much, I'll see you die tonight
Just so I can get to you before the sun will rise
I know the signs are on and I feel this too
None of that seems to matter when I'm holding onto you
And I'm wasting away, away from you
What have I gotten into this time around
I know that I had sword I'd never trust anyone again but I didn't have to
You had me at hello.
I've never seen a smile that can light the room like yours
It's simply radiant, I feel more with everyday that goes by
I watch the clock so I can make my timing just right
Would be okay?
Would it be okay if I took your breath away.
And I'm wasting away, away from you.
What have I gotten into this time around
I know that I had sword I'd never trust anyone again but I didn't have to
You had me at hello
(You gave me butterflies at the mailbox, you had me at hello.)
Facebook Chain 25 things
accept I know that people do not appreciate chain mail, so I wont ask the 25 ppl I tag to in turn do this, but if they want to they may.
1. I sing, all the time sporadically and many times out of tune, anywhere in the middle of a crowd, in a store, and the traditional places like the shower etc.
2. I dance, spur of the moment type of thing, kinda like Katie Holmes's character in the movie Mad Money, she dances everywhere even as she is just walking places, I so do that.
3. I'm Loud, its a family trait can't help it I laugh loud, I talk loud, and I really don't care what the topic of conversation is or who hears me, and what makes it worse is I like to talk.
4. Completely movie obsessed, not only that but I relate literally everything in my life to some sort of movie quote or scene.
5. My favorite color is most of the time blue but every now and then a variation of blue, like Turquoise.
6. I have a Celtic knotted Tattoo on the back of my right hand shoulder, and I love it, I also plan on obtaining a Celtic knotted wolf paw tattoo, haven't quite planned where I want it engraved on my body yet for all eternity, I plan on one more tattoo after that, not sure what or where but I want a total of three.
7. My favorite animal is the elephant, I think they are amazing creatures, and It has always been a childish dream of mine to play with one.
8. My second favorite animal is the Wolf, It is my animal spirit.
9. For those of you who do not understand what an animal spirit is, I am a little under a quarter Cherokee Indian and the Cherokee believed that each member of the tribe had an animal spirit.
10. Contrary to popular belief I was an adopted baby, I have absolutely no idea who my biological parents are, but I really have no desire to meet them, although it would be nice to know their names.
11. I have only had one love of my life, and I am lucky enough to be engaged to him, although all of my previous relationships have been special to me and played important parts in who I am today.
12. I am a dog person Cats are cute when their kittens but actual cats disgust me, they are mean, and they shed everywhere, and they never seem to give a damn about you. Dogs rule hands down no question, cats as far as I'm concerned can spend the rest of their days coughing up hair balls, oh wait they already do that... even more reason to say "yuck"
13. I hate the mornings, actually I should rephrase that I don't hate the mornings I hate being awakened out of a deep sleep, especially since I have insomnia, so nights when I do get to sleep within two hours are precious.
14. This may seem silly since I am sure many people feel this way but I like the feeling of knowing I am loved, so many days I will feel like I am utterly alone and just hearing someone tell me that they love me makes me feel connected and valued in some way. I have to hear it though, it doesn't work when the words are not physically spoken, although actions are lovely.
15. My favorite flower is the Snap Dragon, preferably one that is orange in color. I love the snap dragon because they are an interactive flower, you pinch the sides of the petal structure and it opens up like a mouth trying to tell you some secret. They are what I consider to be a magical flower...
16. I am semi-quasi Roman Catholic although there are many things I disagree with, within the catholic church, and I am not afraid of confronting people about them, yes it causes heated discussions but I tend to thrive on a good intellectually based argument.
17. I can't stand Math, or Science but mostly math, its the devil, and I think it is pointless to enforce it upon students beyond its general, adding subtracting, multiplying and dividing. I mean Lets face it unless they love it, which many people don't, they will never, and I mean never use it.
18. I hate bugs, all bugs in general, although spiders don't really bother me all that much, The worst bug by far for me is the Bee, or anything related to it wasp, yellow jacket etc. They scare the crap out of me.
19. I also have a fear of clowns and elevators. Clowns should be self-explanatory, elevators because I got stuck in one by myself for 20 minutes in a hotel when I was seven, I rang that alarm bell over and over but no one heard me.
20. I drink alot, not alcohol, but just beverages in general, water, juice, iced tea, sometimes up to five or six glasses without having to go to the bathroom.
21. My favorite fashion designers are Ed Hardy, Butterfly Dropout,Loop, and anything vintage or really colorful and spunky.
22. I love to read, I really enjoy it and I think it is extremely important for people to at least attempt to read five books a year.
23. I love the water, I love to submerge myself in the water, I get this feeling of euphoria and happiness when I am under water swimming and just taking in its essence, doesn't matter if its a pool, a lake, or the ocean I just love the water.
24. My favorite Holiday is Halloween, I love seeing everyone's costume and the idea that fantasy can come to life at least for a few hours. Also My grandmothers Birthday was on Halloween she was who I am named after Emily Bush.
25. Lastly My Hero's/ people who inspire me, William Shakespeare, My Papa, Ernie Davis, Winston Churchill, Doris Day, Nicole Kidman, Tim Burton, Jim Henson, Emily Dickinson, and lastly but not least God.
1. I sing, all the time sporadically and many times out of tune, anywhere in the middle of a crowd, in a store, and the traditional places like the shower etc.
2. I dance, spur of the moment type of thing, kinda like Katie Holmes's character in the movie Mad Money, she dances everywhere even as she is just walking places, I so do that.
3. I'm Loud, its a family trait can't help it I laugh loud, I talk loud, and I really don't care what the topic of conversation is or who hears me, and what makes it worse is I like to talk.
4. Completely movie obsessed, not only that but I relate literally everything in my life to some sort of movie quote or scene.
5. My favorite color is most of the time blue but every now and then a variation of blue, like Turquoise.
6. I have a Celtic knotted Tattoo on the back of my right hand shoulder, and I love it, I also plan on obtaining a Celtic knotted wolf paw tattoo, haven't quite planned where I want it engraved on my body yet for all eternity, I plan on one more tattoo after that, not sure what or where but I want a total of three.
7. My favorite animal is the elephant, I think they are amazing creatures, and It has always been a childish dream of mine to play with one.
8. My second favorite animal is the Wolf, It is my animal spirit.
9. For those of you who do not understand what an animal spirit is, I am a little under a quarter Cherokee Indian and the Cherokee believed that each member of the tribe had an animal spirit.
10. Contrary to popular belief I was an adopted baby, I have absolutely no idea who my biological parents are, but I really have no desire to meet them, although it would be nice to know their names.
11. I have only had one love of my life, and I am lucky enough to be engaged to him, although all of my previous relationships have been special to me and played important parts in who I am today.
12. I am a dog person Cats are cute when their kittens but actual cats disgust me, they are mean, and they shed everywhere, and they never seem to give a damn about you. Dogs rule hands down no question, cats as far as I'm concerned can spend the rest of their days coughing up hair balls, oh wait they already do that... even more reason to say "yuck"
13. I hate the mornings, actually I should rephrase that I don't hate the mornings I hate being awakened out of a deep sleep, especially since I have insomnia, so nights when I do get to sleep within two hours are precious.
14. This may seem silly since I am sure many people feel this way but I like the feeling of knowing I am loved, so many days I will feel like I am utterly alone and just hearing someone tell me that they love me makes me feel connected and valued in some way. I have to hear it though, it doesn't work when the words are not physically spoken, although actions are lovely.
15. My favorite flower is the Snap Dragon, preferably one that is orange in color. I love the snap dragon because they are an interactive flower, you pinch the sides of the petal structure and it opens up like a mouth trying to tell you some secret. They are what I consider to be a magical flower...
16. I am semi-quasi Roman Catholic although there are many things I disagree with, within the catholic church, and I am not afraid of confronting people about them, yes it causes heated discussions but I tend to thrive on a good intellectually based argument.
17. I can't stand Math, or Science but mostly math, its the devil, and I think it is pointless to enforce it upon students beyond its general, adding subtracting, multiplying and dividing. I mean Lets face it unless they love it, which many people don't, they will never, and I mean never use it.
18. I hate bugs, all bugs in general, although spiders don't really bother me all that much, The worst bug by far for me is the Bee, or anything related to it wasp, yellow jacket etc. They scare the crap out of me.
19. I also have a fear of clowns and elevators. Clowns should be self-explanatory, elevators because I got stuck in one by myself for 20 minutes in a hotel when I was seven, I rang that alarm bell over and over but no one heard me.
20. I drink alot, not alcohol, but just beverages in general, water, juice, iced tea, sometimes up to five or six glasses without having to go to the bathroom.
21. My favorite fashion designers are Ed Hardy, Butterfly Dropout,Loop, and anything vintage or really colorful and spunky.
22. I love to read, I really enjoy it and I think it is extremely important for people to at least attempt to read five books a year.
23. I love the water, I love to submerge myself in the water, I get this feeling of euphoria and happiness when I am under water swimming and just taking in its essence, doesn't matter if its a pool, a lake, or the ocean I just love the water.
24. My favorite Holiday is Halloween, I love seeing everyone's costume and the idea that fantasy can come to life at least for a few hours. Also My grandmothers Birthday was on Halloween she was who I am named after Emily Bush.
25. Lastly My Hero's/ people who inspire me, William Shakespeare, My Papa, Ernie Davis, Winston Churchill, Doris Day, Nicole Kidman, Tim Burton, Jim Henson, Emily Dickinson, and lastly but not least God.
On the spot poetry take two
Flirting with Disaster
I'm flirting with disaster
no more happy ever after
You claimed you loved me
You claimed I was the one
Then how come you left me for someone more "fun."
You shattered my dreams
You made me build walls
I felt like I was a prisoner inside porcelain halls.
It all broke inside me
little shards of my heart
because you and I were so far apart.
Then something happened I started to mend
slowly but surely we became friends again.
Yet I'm still plagued by the memory of that day
The day you told me what you did with her in that way.
I can never get that back
she took it all
and I don't know if I'll ever recall
the way it felt to be your only one
the way it felt when I was your earth, and sun.
Because now every time you mention her dreadful name
something inside me feels a sudden pang.
A pang of emotion so slight and so small
Its a wonder it still brings so much hurt to me at all.
Because I will always feel that I am to blame
that I wasn't good enough, yet I'm still the same,
and you are back by my side once more
but when you talk of her I want to shut the door,
The door to you and our love magnificent
because she constantly makes me feel insignificant.
I'm flirting with disaster
yet you are still my master.
I'm flirting with disaster
no more happy ever after
You claimed you loved me
You claimed I was the one
Then how come you left me for someone more "fun."
You shattered my dreams
You made me build walls
I felt like I was a prisoner inside porcelain halls.
It all broke inside me
little shards of my heart
because you and I were so far apart.
Then something happened I started to mend
slowly but surely we became friends again.
Yet I'm still plagued by the memory of that day
The day you told me what you did with her in that way.
I can never get that back
she took it all
and I don't know if I'll ever recall
the way it felt to be your only one
the way it felt when I was your earth, and sun.
Because now every time you mention her dreadful name
something inside me feels a sudden pang.
A pang of emotion so slight and so small
Its a wonder it still brings so much hurt to me at all.
Because I will always feel that I am to blame
that I wasn't good enough, yet I'm still the same,
and you are back by my side once more
but when you talk of her I want to shut the door,
The door to you and our love magnificent
because she constantly makes me feel insignificant.
I'm flirting with disaster
yet you are still my master.
Poetry I wrote on the spot/ White Noise
its suffocating that feeling of emptiness
that feeling which surrounds my quiet,
silent thought.
My throat feels scratchy, my ears are popping
from the thundering echo of silence in my head.
Where has chaos gone too?
Where have your calming words gone,
your words can only break the silence.
Your voice in a sea of a thousand voices,
your voice alone can end this unbearable state.
Where have you gone?
You the one who comforts my deepest fears
You the one who knows the hidden corners of
my soul.
You are busy, waiting idly by, like the millions of others.
Its obscene the way humanity would rather be an audience to
endless nightmare than stop it from coming.
You, your eyes like car headlights seep out of the rows of spectators.
You alone can be the salvation of me.
And then it happens, you speak,
"Hi..."
With one word you have ended the silence,
Answered my secret prayer,
captured my heart and soul,
all through the power of the English Language,
All through the power of your words which grasp
my attention,
snares my heart.
You have set it a beat
no more quiet only the drum
resonating from my chest with each
magical utterance that escapes your lips.
that feeling which surrounds my quiet,
silent thought.
My throat feels scratchy, my ears are popping
from the thundering echo of silence in my head.
Where has chaos gone too?
Where have your calming words gone,
your words can only break the silence.
Your voice in a sea of a thousand voices,
your voice alone can end this unbearable state.
Where have you gone?
You the one who comforts my deepest fears
You the one who knows the hidden corners of
my soul.
You are busy, waiting idly by, like the millions of others.
Its obscene the way humanity would rather be an audience to
endless nightmare than stop it from coming.
You, your eyes like car headlights seep out of the rows of spectators.
You alone can be the salvation of me.
And then it happens, you speak,
"Hi..."
With one word you have ended the silence,
Answered my secret prayer,
captured my heart and soul,
all through the power of the English Language,
All through the power of your words which grasp
my attention,
snares my heart.
You have set it a beat
no more quiet only the drum
resonating from my chest with each
magical utterance that escapes your lips.
Waiting
While I Sit Here Waiting
Waiting is a friend of mine, I know him all to well
For as I sit with him, by and by, he weaves his somber spell.
I wait for the leaves of the trees to change color and wither away
I welcome the coming of night and the dawning of each new day.
I sit and wait for the time when my ideas will blossom and bloom
I wait patiently to be applauded just by entering a room.
I wait anxiously for new opportunities and promises of things to come
Yet as I wait I never cease to forget the beating of the drum.
I know time is a precious gift that should be treasured each day
But alas, how slowly time drags on when he is gone away.
I wait for my love until he makes his way back home
Because without the hope of love, life isn’t the same alone.
So until that day passes me by I am content to wait here
Imagining the changes that will occur within the coming year.
The feel of your touch
The Feel of Your Touch.
My heart beats fast at the feel of your touch
Though far apart our bond is strong
With miles and miles separating us
I still see your face smiling back at me
Though far apart our bond is strong
The scent of your cologne hangs in the air
I still see your face smiling back at me
I can feel the warmth of your breath on the back of my neck
The scent of your cologne hangs in the air
My love for you flows deep beneath my veins
I can feel the warmth of your breath on the back of my neck
The taste of your lips even though you are gone
My love for you flows deep beneath my veins
With miles and miles separating us
The taste of your lips even though you are gone
My heart beats fast at the feel of your touch.
The bureau
The Bureau
A woman with a positive disposition
Placed a picture of her family on top of a bureau.
She put notes from past lovers in the bureau.
She turned on the desk lamp on top of the bureau.
And there on the bureau rested a deck of playing cards
With the Ace of Hearts on top.
Sounds of the tea kettle whistling from the kitchen
The jingling of the bell as her canine companion waltzed by
All this she put in the bureau.
Memories of past mistakes, past wrongs, she put in the bureau.
Postcards from her travels she placed in the bureau.
People she could forgive and people she could never forgive she put in the bureau.
All the pain in her life and all the joy she put into the bureau.
Her dreams, goals, morals, and ambitions all went into the bureau.
A plate of French toast, potatoes augratin, and bacon she put on the bureau.
The sight from her tired eyes she put in the bureau.
The warmth of the sun from her bedroom window went in the bureau.
A collection of Shakespeare’s greatest works
Along with Edgar Allen Poe’s went into the bureau.
Her love of life she placed on the bureau.
A stuffed dog named “FiFi” she placed on the bureau.
A bottle filled with seashells and sand
Along with a tired out music box went in the bureau.
Locks from her auburn hair she cut off
They fell into the bureau.
Music, a country tune, drifted from the radio into the bureau.
She set a goldfish named “fruit roll up” in his bowl on top of the bureau.
The bureau held it all.
It did not topple or collapse.
She stepped back and locked at the pieces of her life.
She noticed there was much more to put in the bureau.
random poems
The Poison, In Love
My Love first caught a glimpse of me whilst he was in 7th grade,
I was in the class ahead alone without many friends
Once I looked at him I was struck by two blue pools of Mercury,
Which injected straight into my heart a poison.
This venom made me see how beautiful he was to me,
It made his laugh, his thoughts and actions, further increase my attraction.
I was lured and pulled by the sting of wanting to be with him always.
He would conceal me in his arms and the entire world seemed warm and safe.
He became my best friend and ally, my lover and fiancée.
This poison I call In Love, not love, but In Love,
Anyone can love something but to be in love,
Is to not be able to comprehend your life without your someone in it.
To be In love is splendor and agony because he has been taken,
Over the sea away from me.
Hunting pirates and slaying our foes,
The red, white, and blue, made him go.
For 7 months he will be upon the ocean yet somehow,
Our love has increased my devotion,
And I know that when he comes home I’ll be happy again,
Even the Marines won’t keep us from being In Love till the bitter end.
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