Nissie RoKz

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2004-11-03 11:40:27 (UTC)

Poem 58-59

The Scars Stay
By: Denise Facenbaker

Rip it out and Zip me up
Heart is taken pain enough
Soul mistaken for something else
Alone we sit upon the shelves
Pretend we knew, but could never guess
Life at this is nothing less

Stomp on it until it breaks
Hurts so bad, makes for higher stakes
Ghost in me, so mixed up
Together again there’s no luck
Look around to take it in
Nothings left but tons of sin.

Mistakes
By: Denise Facenbaker

I may be young
and think I know it all
let me mess up
but help me when I fall

You think your helping me
when you keep me sheltered and naive
you have no clue,
you only no what you passive

When you look, you see a happy child
does her work, has… Friends
but look beyond, the circles under my eyes
the thoughts in my mind

Thing you say… The way I understand
analyzing what I heard
you locked me up, hid the key
only its right infront of me

Open the door, let me live
you think you give me so much
and that I have no reason to fuss
The one I can really talk to

Looked out, I’m in, There out
how can you say I’m happy,
if you wont even let yourself into my life?
I wont let you in, it’s in my control.

So hand over the key
either way, I come and go as I please.
I’ve signed me lease,
Do you really want me gone forever?




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