I so LOVE SG

My One True Love

This is the kind of love I will never ever give up...

In time...

It's so hard to trust nowadays. I should have not believed... It was a trap that put me in this situation. We both know the TRUTH. 

I really believe in karmic reaction. It's proven... It happens. I do not f*cking care anymore what lies you tell. They're all useless. They're all non-sense to me now. Be sure someone would even believe your stories. Between us both, we know who's more credible.

Just spare me PEACE I truly deserve. Go ahead! Come up with more lies... In the end, they will all come back to you. And when that time comes, I'll be FREE from all hatred.

The Manipulator

If you're easy going
and want to be kind
watch out for the manipulator
as his events unwind

Yes, manipulators are predators
so to speak
They prey on the lonely
and on the very weak

So if you are a kind person
and have an unsuspecting nature
you are really going to hate your
decision to hear the manipulator

He can get you to buy
or do most anything
Hah--He could get you to believe
an angel doesn't need any wings

Some people use others
to get what they want
They are sneaky predators
they really enjoy the hunt...

Somewhere in the middle of a Love story

Don’t give me that look,

overcast,

gray stare over a soul,

it wont last,

power shift

is it enough to entice you?

say I don’t bite… and then bite you?

bow down, so I can un-knight you,

annoyed

disgusted

love rusted,

or did it

maybe I trusted it to much

to admit it,

trusted you,

trusted us,

trusted things to much,

rotate says the earth to its axis

sleep says the moon to the sun like magic

seems everything changes even bad habits,

like undressing your soul to less then silk fabrics…

We hold on to.. moments…

memories choking breathe

out of the next moment,

intoxication,

taking second best,

when we should be waiting…

I want to feel something,

wish I could cry,

but no condensation drips from my eyes,

walls to thick, to much installation,

pink roses, cold noses,

fresh winter air,

I sit by the fire

like solitaire without the aces,

like happiness without the faces,

like time traveling without the places,

I believe in love,

although we’ve never met…

I know without knowing…

I waited for the best……

-Amy Houck