God has more things to care for than words that fall from my lips
Has more mercy for tears that fall from others eyes
Has more love for his children who go to church every Sunday
and I have too many things to do and too little time to spend on prayers for things I need in my life
Steady home, True love, Enough food to eat until my next check
I'll be strong, get by
Do all I need to and not fall to my knees
My name is Toy Davis and this blog shall be used to post my poems and short stories. Most of the things I write are dark and twisted. If you enjoy them feel free to leave a comment, send me an email or look me up on facebook; Im Melissa Toy of Merced, Ca
Friday, January 27, 2012
Nice Mistake
Your skin was soft to my caress
Your lips felt good against my neck
I eagerly believed all your lies
So I could get lost in your embrace
At night I waited for your call
Your words made it easy for me to forget my pain
We spent hours on the phone, talking about nothing
Perhaps I shared too much
Made you believe I wanted something only you could give
I didn't need to be saved
I didn't want you for anything
We had a nice time but now I've been tossed aside
I know I should be mad but I'm not
You were my mistake
A nice mistake that lasted one night
Your lips felt good against my neck
I eagerly believed all your lies
So I could get lost in your embrace
At night I waited for your call
Your words made it easy for me to forget my pain
We spent hours on the phone, talking about nothing
Perhaps I shared too much
Made you believe I wanted something only you could give
I didn't need to be saved
I didn't want you for anything
We had a nice time but now I've been tossed aside
I know I should be mad but I'm not
You were my mistake
A nice mistake that lasted one night
How to Deal with an Asshole
Don't speak to them
Don't waste your time
They'll never change, just play games with your mind
They think they're the best
That they can do what they want
But they're not worth the pain you'll feel in the end
So to deal with a true asshole the trick is to not deal with them at all
Don't waste your time
They'll never change, just play games with your mind
They think they're the best
That they can do what they want
But they're not worth the pain you'll feel in the end
So to deal with a true asshole the trick is to not deal with them at all
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Closed Off
Wearing two day old make up without a care,
Listening 2 words but refusing 2 hear,
The worlds closing in but I'm not gonna see,
Hand me a beer and let me be
Normal
I've cut myself again
It makes me forget about my pain within
You said if I was normal things wouldn't be this way
But I was never normal so why did u stay so long with me
You call me all the time
You don't care about the screams in my mind
You run from anything that disputes your life
But life is disruptive and you can't hide from that fact
You tell her sweet lies she happily believes
She's blind to your shady past and now you're guilt free
The blood runs down my arms
I push the blade deeper inside
I want to erase you from my brain
I want to die in your arms
My Secret
I stare at my reflection and see the cracks starting to show.
I've held myself together for so long, I think it’s now time to finally lose control.
I'm afraid I don't know who I am and I'm not sure of what I want.
It’s like I’m two different people in one, both r fighting for what they want.
I stare into the mirror, I’m not sure of what I see.
I feel cold and long to be empty.
I look into the glass and get swallowed by my past.
The old me hates the new me.
I'm drowning in the ashes of the life I used to lead.
I reach out and touch my reflection before I go out to play a role of someone who's not me
Reality
Reality is cold, harsh and strips you of all your hope
Reality is the reason why people kill and steal
Reality is something we all must accept to make it better
Reality sucks
Delusion of Love
Pretty lies
Sweet obsession
I saw it coming but refused to listen
Gentle touch
Passionate lust
I watched it turn to blacken dust
Cold wet tears
Numbing pain
Alone again
Damaged Love
Bloodied hands
Wounded heart
I'll keep pretending
So no one sees
Fire in the eyes
Lust is my sin
I try to walk away
But keep getting pulled back in
Wounded heart
I'll keep pretending
So no one sees
Fire in the eyes
Lust is my sin
I try to walk away
But keep getting pulled back in
Your lies taste good
But are bitter on my heartI'm running away
I'm letting it go
I'm now and forever yours
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