mrdaft

The words unsaid

Too often things are said
Too often things are done
For you there is never enough
Too often things are forgotten
Too often things are not said
For you never shall there be enough
Too often, I forget
Too often mistakes are made
For you deserve the best
Too often, I remember
Too often things said wrong
For you have chosen me above the rest
Too often is never often enough
Too often are words unsaid
For you deserve all

Ally


There are never enough words in the English language to express how I feel for you. One word is never enough. Every version known is not enough, sorry as it may be. I can think of so many words that mean it but they still dont amount to the feelings inside. To you I treasure, value, appreciate, cherish, love, adore, care, share, and respect above all. I know that I can not show you enough, can not give you enough. A ring is still a just a trinket without love. To me the ring you wear is but a glimpse, a blink of what I feel for you. I know that the days are long without you and nights even longer without feeling you next to me. The warmth of your breathe, the sweet sounds of you inhaling and exhaling. The mere moments of those make my heart flutter and bounce around with joy. To be able to lie next to a living angel is more than anyone can ever ask for. The heavens must have been opened on the day you were born. Someone must have let you loose. Someone let me see you in my dreams for so long, never allowing me to meet you until much later in life. I never can tell you and never can I prove to you enough, how much I love you. That word seems so weak to me for the feelings I have. I do not think there is a word in any language that can sum up how I feel for you. Once I thought Agape was the right word, but even today I see that it is too weak for the feelings I have. Never before have I wanted to live in existence with one. Never before have I ever wanted to let anyone know that feeling. Never before have I tried to convey this feeling, for with no one else have I ever felt it. I know that sometimes you think that these words are just that, words. They are so much more. They are the truth, the basis of blood flowing. I never feel like I can show you, its not about buying you gifts, bobbles or anything else. It is about letting you see the inner person that I have hidden for so long, letting you in. I fear sometimes to let you in, but I know better. The look I see in your eyes when I look in them makes me liquefy, when you say the words back I feel a sense of vertigo. It makes me sigh, with relief that you too might feel that way for me. Never again do I want to see pain in your face, hear it in your voice. I just want to be the one who might bring you happiness. It might take some time, it might take some mountain climbing; but it will happen. To think of you out with another man, brings a jealousy. I relish in it, even in that pain I know that my heart is beating for you. It sounds crazy but it is true. I love you that much. I think that you were brought to me, to teach me what love is, what it means to value something that much. To want to die if it meant it would save the other person. I guess this is my way of thanking you for showing me that love. I thank you for that gift of love. I only wish I can show you the same love back, and that you can see it. Like I said there is not enough words to help me to tell you, and no action is never enough. Thank you for being who you are, and thank you for showing me what I kept hidden away, locked away. I thank you for your love, I thank you for all.



I love you


Gawd..........I feel so babbly today


Sitting here silver glistening in air,
Thinking paina little slice here, a little slice there
What the hell is it all for?
I have figured out the riddle of life, what else is left
On a low knowing the highs,
Perhaps the grand closing
Perspiration left dripping from ones brow
Look at what you made me do,
The only thing that matters
Ribbons of red
Wrap me up inside them
Let the liquid flow, let it conquer
I am tired of weening my way off the surface
The pressure of it all ..just another err made by a mistake
From nothing, the abandoned claims it place
I have become so so numb
Pierced my inner soul, stab my outer core
Mantle broken, crimson lava flow
Can ones personal tallow be shanked
Left for the dead, ruling the living
What the hell are you waiting for?
Ram, Jam, slam, cram bam it in
I can do all the crucification on my own
I sold out to the crap they wanted for me
I found a seed of the truth
Left in your shoes
Every second that passes, I am closer
You will know that glass
When it is filled with your malbec
You will not know how hard it is
To not use the glisten effect
To let, to be free, to be lighter
Row upon row
Clerics knew this truth
Dont know what you expected
In the end we all choose the same
No choice exceptwhen
My cable wrapped spine still breaks
My skin coloured by choice
Eternal day or infernal night
Steel lives in me now










huh...wtf?

I have no clue either