=My_Box_of_Sharp_Objects=
The nymph’s heart has gone to deep slumber
Sorrow has fade coz her heart has been kept in freezer
Coldness she feels hope won’t last forever
Wake her up by the kiss of summer.
Summer came and let summer go
Leaves were fallin…the nymph without hurryin so
There were rains in between and dark clouds were huggin
Still not moved and let the time flies without kissin.
Then the tree dies as the nymph’s restless heart
Sure she found spring on someone’s charmin pond
But summer she keeps missin and her heart still holdin
Break free from the past…gotta end this sufferin.
Nymph has her summer back but still no glimpse of his light
She understand he’s burdened by the effigy of life
Tryin not to demand but she also has needs
My box of sharp objects, the pain she now feeds…
BOX FULL OF SHARP OBJECTS - The Used
“Today i fell and felt better, just knowin this matters i just feel stronger and SHARPER!!! found my_box_of_sharp_objects what a beautiful THING!!!“
Why does pain exist?…to keep us in touch with our feelings bein human? that no matter how smooth and peaceful we feel or tryin to live, life is indeed bittersweet…accept the reality, at least you’re not a Robot *coz i thought i am* :D
my alter ego | Comment (0)= Black Balloon =
There’s more to a woman than just bein a female (nice and sweet)…she’s everythin all at once (nymph..bitch..angel..lover) :D Thick face, black heart…she’s a Black Balloon:
Like a nymph singin in river hale
Voice so sweet, but dangerous like whale
As her pure heart watchin you sail
Pure as it may seem, can be darkened when it’s ail…
“She can love, she can hug
But she’s not afraid to kill a bug.
She can cry, she can smile
And she’s not afraid to say goodbye.“
Angel she can be, underneath is a fox
Gentle as you see, wait till day turns to dusk
Halo and wings that beams
There are horns in between…
“She can tease, she can please
She can dance if she wish.
She can try, she can fly
She can even make you sigh.“