tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87742356388795474002023-10-25T07:49:04.399-07:00Words Un-SpokenLifes Battle at Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03413041600105293466noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774235638879547400.post-83402264735893238432009-01-18T12:28:00.000-08:002009-01-18T12:36:28.244-08:00Un-spoken"Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't<br />matter and those who matter don't mind"<br />I just love Dr. Seuss<br />I just wanted to put this up because this is how I feel , I know the whole slow to talk and quick to listen. I understand that, especially the quick to LISTEN. But I think I should be saying some things to certain people. Some things are just people growing and it really doesn't matter, but some things I am going to hate having to live with for the rest of my life without saying. So I guess I'll just have to live with it. <br />With all that crap that happened with Will most people are just like "I bet you wished that never happened", or " You should have never gone out with him. No I am happy that I did, it was fun, but I learned so much from that. About people I know now, and about how to see people in the future. I need to put my self ou there more. I could live alone standing with just myself and never having to worry about some one to hurt me. But when I fall no one will remember me. <br /><br /><br />"I know I am no where near perfect. I know I don't have the prettiest face<br />or the skinniest waist I know I am not the smartest but Jesus thinks I'm to do die for."Lifes Battle at Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03413041600105293466noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774235638879547400.post-32452282837446013612009-01-18T10:50:00.000-08:002009-01-18T11:12:30.745-08:00Life is there, Under my dirty socks and math bookWEEEELLL!!! Life is alright and I could go through everything you missed, but I don't want to. So today I woke up and went to church, it was ALLL Good ^_^! I walked in upstairs and Joe walked over and before he could say anything I had to chase Mr. Bounds down to give him a hug Then I went back and hugged Joe and Brittany <3. Then Joe and his brother Chaaaaaarlliiiee (XD) wanted to show me their wrestling video from last Friday. So we went into one of the Sunday school rooms that had a TV in it. I will NEVER wrestle, it looks so painful. But Joe is really good at it, and so is charlie ( bra-head! lol). I twas funny watching them talk about themselves, Joe was like " Look at my Bicep, its so huge!" and Charlie was flailing over his 'chiseled back'. So I want to go watch them wrestle sometime. I know what day and what time, just not where...so I might have to call or something. XD<br />After service I go to talk to Neil, which was pretty frickin awesome. Bitter sweet. O_o<br />I finished all my exams last week. So I will have those grades back soon. That mean first semester of freshmen year is over!!! I am on to my next classes. World history honors, English 1 honors, Earth and environmental science honors, and Geometry. SO I am really excited for that!! I don't want to leave Mrs. Bells class, but WHEN I get into national honor society I will see more of her ^_^ ( she runs NHS). I have Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday off from school. <br />One more random thing I have a vampire smile, and when i get hyper I act like Peanut from Jeff Durham! lolLifes Battle at Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03413041600105293466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774235638879547400.post-51770153868087986942008-11-11T12:17:00.000-08:002008-11-11T13:11:37.423-08:00Done with being alone<br />He is always with me<br />He always has been<br /><br />Done with wanting a Dad<br />I have one<br />Needing embrace in a lonely place<br />Doesn't Matter<br />I have worse to worry me<br /><br />Waiting <br />With hope<br /><br />Life without hope is no life at all<br />Its always there<br />Hope is what I have <br /><br />No hope is a bullet in my brain<br />He is hope<br /><br />Straightening up and living out loud<br />wait, wish, live<br />tell, love, laugh<br />be real and forget time <br /><br />Time is not important when there is no time to worry about<br />Home is higher<br />time is not there anyhowLifes Battle at Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03413041600105293466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774235638879547400.post-76559252047212050692008-11-08T08:42:00.000-08:002008-11-08T08:45:40.358-08:00Waiting for the sabbath to touch like a sin<br />somethign so clean feels so forbidden when so looked down upon<br />Toght of the wrong of something so swwet<br />with no bitter after taste of sin<br /><br />Change of power see the tiems and where we are<br />know your time is short and know waiting is right<br />but you need to move faster<br /><br />Where I am going what I am doing<br />plans can burn in a fire but <br />Gods love is always there with the pen<br /><br />Feeling wet and dry<br />sleeping to dream <br />footsteps of fear and bitter noise<br />working hard but just need the beat to stay a smileLifes Battle at Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03413041600105293466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774235638879547400.post-60971415571288841832008-10-28T15:01:00.000-07:002008-10-28T16:22:00.100-07:00Still longing for the touch<br />Though dreams were fulfilled for a night<br /><br />So brown eyes died along with the mane<br />And my hopes flew away from him like I never thought they could<br /><br />Lifted by a memorable swift move that came back to me like October wind<br />Their voice, their stance, their indescribable touch<br /><br />A night to think for the rest of the spin<br />Shooting stars comfort the cold while their hands comfort my mind<br /><br />Their magic trick about made me die but one forgiving glance replenishes forgiveness and hope.<br /><br />Sting of the mirror returns the burning of feet<br />but all to hold a faceless smile<br /><br />Returning to the world and my beginning fears<br />but all to the lord for that's all I have to live for<br /><br />Words keep pouring but feel to fall out of ears<br />longing for the victory but loving every step<br /><br />Keep flying and keep strong<br />bruises hurt but will heal and hardened hearts must be harder to bruiseLifes Battle at Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03413041600105293466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774235638879547400.post-86110147902536523232008-10-14T17:25:00.000-07:002008-10-14T17:32:25.977-07:00One touch in a long lost home<br />One moment and your future is decided<br />Wanting their hand back <br />wanting this to be the end of the search<br />wanting this to be forever<br /><br />Every moment dancing in your head<br />Hopes are back and the sun actually smiled<br />my hair danced in the air<br /><br />Then the beast roared and secrets spilled<br />He never said forever and never did he say "Do you?"<br />The thought was there<br /><br />Now grey matter worse than before <br />longing for that friend<br />longing for that conversation<br />LONGING TO FORGET!<br /><br />Wanting to be different <br />wanting to be back to me<br />i knew this would happen but I didn't want it now<br />now this is all I want<br /><br />Hidden hands and good-bye hugsLifes Battle at Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03413041600105293466noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774235638879547400.post-81926829979420323252008-09-26T12:50:00.000-07:002008-09-26T12:59:51.938-07:00beaten with a bat and falling now<br />Through the window and behind trees<br />running quick but falling faster<br /><br />sand isn't comforting when brown eyes turn red<br />but I still want your grip <br /><br />Scream it out, scream it out<br />but only in silent words<br />Break down on the floor<br /><br />Make your decision <br />fly or fall? <br />there is only time for one<br /><br />Stand up <br />strong and bruised<br />Walk home a new you<br /><br />The take off is hard <br />the rain falls and I am still tall<br /><br />Brown eyes has fallen but my hand is outLifes Battle at Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03413041600105293466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774235638879547400.post-10363021286626301362008-09-20T10:22:00.000-07:002008-09-20T10:27:34.665-07:00Blinking and screaming<br />but no one will ever hear me<br />the way I like it<br /><br />Feel the sting of the mirror?<br />Need to move your feet<br />raise you're heart beat<br /><br />Brown eyes stay shut<br />let me work this out before we touch<br /><br />Come close and never die<br />no time to live <br />just enough to fly <br /><br />Hearts together and they'll come near<br />feet will move voices will play in delight<br />keeps eyes up and feet straightLifes Battle at Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03413041600105293466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8774235638879547400.post-37151549515691875812008-09-18T18:59:00.000-07:002008-09-27T12:52:26.670-07:00Eyes fluttering, legs tired<br />In pain but not wanting to let go<br />Who knew it would taste this sweet<br />Standing in one spot could last forever, and wishes do say the same<br />Wanting an embrace but satisfied by just a face<br />Brown eyes staring still and not knowing for sure<br />Walking away and feeling loss but feeling gain<br />again and again <br />sick of games <br />But how is this a game if the players don't know of it?<br />Does this mind wonder as much as mine<br />Can't the words be spoken and the risks be over.Lifes Battle at Hearthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03413041600105293466noreply@blogger.com0