Agony

I feel like I am losing myself, just to pray for somehelp.
Because everything I do is something that is not good enough for you.
God, what I would do to have your approval.
This pain I feel because im not part of the way you want me to be.
Makes me weaker everyday.
Everyday I wake I ache of pain and sadness because I did not make you smile.
Every night I sleep in agony at the thought of losing you.
I no longer want to hurt you.
I'll give it all, just to know your happy.
It hurts to know that I would do this because I love you.

Falling into pieces over you.

You took my heart and threw it on the ground.
This is what it comes down too.
You were always the one who made me feel like nothing could stop me.
Now your gone and I feel like I have drowned in my tears of regrett and sorrow.
You were the only thing stopping me from falling apart.
The day you took him arm and arm.
Just left me in pieces.
There's no recovery.
There's no aid.
There's no remorse.
Only pure agony and anguish.

You.

I keep willing myself. just to hope for some comfort.
I would give it all just to have your eternity.
Because I know your worth all that hurts me.
Ill lend you my heart and soul for you to keep,
Just to know you will be beside me through it all

For you.

There is a girl.
When I see her, she makes me wonder.
She makes me wonder, what I can do.
She makes me wonder, what is possible.
She makes me wonder, if this is love.
Its the eyes that make me wonder.
When I look into her eyes.
Its like nothing that I have seen before.
Their deep, mysterious and make me wonder about the unknown.
How can two little things hypnotize me like this?
The depth in her eyes, make me know that the sky is the limit.
The color of her eyes, remind me of the ocean and I know this are still unknown and unexplored things waiting to be discovered in life.
The way she looks at me, makes me wonder about the unknown.
Is she my future, and could my future really be this good?
All I know is my time spent with her is like no other time in my life.

What if?

She pretended, what if would be like if the war hadn’t happened.
What would she be doing? Would it be the most
Incredible thing that reality
Could think of? Or something horrible. Could it be something
Which I have always taken for granted?
Something I need or want? Or could it be
The most remote fantasy.
Looking up I made a wonderful game,
Of creating these ideas of “what ifs”
Using these ideas, no present existed.
Just my idea of something else happening.
Details upon details, playing with the fragment of my dreams.