

Mediocre Face ValueThe melodious beat catches way, And the entire room begins to sway,Mediocre Face Value
Bodies flowing to the same cadence.
Rhythm stealing its way into your heart, Until it becomes something that is unbearable to part, Transforming you to its own slave.
Ensnared to preform the musics desire, Dancing until your feet float higher and higher, Shoes tattered with worn.
The pulse of the melody lilts into a serenade, As the smile upon your face proceeds to fade, Nothing is as it seems, Since the only thing real is in your dreams.
What do you do when reality disc


Masked IntentShe feels trapped in a broken disillusioned faery tale where there is a glitch in the reel and it keeps wrapping back to the precise moment where the Prince is supposed to rescue the girl with pooling dreams in her eyes. But he doesn't come.Masked Intent
Patience is not a virtue that this hopeful maiden owns, and this sudden realization steals her breath. Gasping for salty polluted oxygen she is aware that her fragile dreamland is only a sugar-coated nightmare. Where does she abscond from that concrete fact? Blissful ignorance is no longer an option, but how is it possible to achieve even a shard of joy when there is no escaping her bleakly stark r


Winters cold embraceThe winter I adore, When summer’s gone forever more. Some days you come back to me.Winters cold embrace
Seasons merely change to set me free.
Snow encases my soul, With that realization, I know. I must,
Fly away from your gilded cage, Fore’ this battle of wills I will not wage.
It’s getting closer to the end, as I look back and smile. We conquered ever single bump in my road to make it all worthwhile.
Now our story’s been played out, And it’s time for the director to shout, That’s a wrap, So we will no longer suffocate in this man made trap.


UntitledThere is nothing to fear but fear itself But don't you see I fear myself? My heart it aches, masked by pretend I have hit a barrier, emotional dead-end I want to give in to an internal admission Yet everyone see's me without a suspicion Perhaps understanding is all that I yearn To extinguish the fire of the nagging heartburn Insanity in my mind is a constant voodoo Someone help me, Someone save me Please let it be you.Untitled
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I am not a queen of hearts, I just go through stages. I fall in love then complicate it. So why do I feel like a fickle flower searching for a droplet of sun? Unrest is the state of my soul.
The first time I thought it; but I didn't do it. Last time, that's when I think I really blew it. So this time, this time... If I put everything I have into it, eventually I'm going to g et what's good for me. I only wish that knew what that was.
There will be no more picking myself off the floor just because someone tries to bring me down. I can soar if I use my own wings. Real friends turn out to be merely facades. I never thought that Rachel would do that, but she did. Just because she is unhappy in her lot in life does not mean that I have to be as well. I am not condemning my friends I'm just exorbiantly irate at someone who continues to pretend to be something that is false.
==Bekah
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