Threads

The threads he weaves,
they hold me down,
they make me cry,
they make me frown.

The threads so thin,
and yet so strong,
he must let go,
he knows he's wrong.

The threads I break,
I set me free,
I don't love you,
now let me be.

The threads of past,
they are all gone now,
so please move on,
I know how.

The threads I weave,
are just for me,
the futures bright,
my light I see.

The threads of hope,
grow stronger yet,
I see my hope,
my future set.

I'm stronger now,
than I have been,
I'll be happy soon,
as you have seen.

So let the threads go,
they don't hold me,
I don't need you,
you will see!

Unknown Adventurous - 16 years, 6 months, 2 days ago

I am unsure what steps I took to get here, only that I am here. Its not a place I want to be in, but I haven't been given the choice. I have made my mistakes and I have taken the blows for them. All I know is that I am left with pain. Its not a pleasant feeling. Actually it leaves me hollow to the pit of my soul. I know I am not wanted anywhere I go, except to be used and thrown away. Does that fill my soul? no. It leaves me more lost for I am more than that, or at least I would hope. I have never known happiness and doubt that I will, for it isn't in my destiny. Part of me is ok with that as long as the pain in my heart can go away. That insecurity, that fear, that mistrust that has been embedded into my being, seems to have become a comfort to me, andI know that is wrong. No person should have to live like this, yet it is ok. It is me, and I will learn to live with it. Let me be. You will be ok. I will be ok. I will take another step, right or wrong. I will move on.
Unknown Adventurous - 16 years, 6 months, 28 days ago

I stand looking at the sun, feet barely in the water. I feel the water flow past. I don't know the depth in which I need to go to reach my goal, but will I loose my stepping and be swept away? I can see the other side clearly through the mist, yet I know its so far away. I set my eyes back and see darkness behind me, not at all comforting. through the mist its paradise, but the travel isn't easy. I sit, skirt flowing all around me. I need to contemplate my next step, for it may be my last. I will wait a little more with the darkness on my back. Maybe tomorrow I will have the strength to journey into the water, make my way. Until then I will dream of a life on the other side...where truely the grass is greener.

Unknown Adventurous - 16 years, 7 months, 8 days ago

sometimes, you have to look pastwhat you want and even need for the best intersts of a friend. I am sorry but I can't do this, for your own good. I can't be what you want because if I do, I won't be able to protect you. My heart would break if something happened outside my control. I walk away, looking over my shoulder at what I lost.
Unknown Adventurous - 16 years, 7 months, 8 days ago

Ha Ha I laugh at you. You think you know me! How can you make such an assumption? You tell me you love me yet I can feel the blade embedded deep in my spine. Again ha ha for you think the wounds will break me down...I feed off the pain and it makes me stronger. You think you can bind me to your life, but I will just walk away, for you can no longer hold those chains against me. My soul is not longer yours to feed on. My heart will never again lay in your hands to pound. As always my mind is mine and it is made up. For I am and always will be.
Unknown Adventurous - 16 years, 7 months, 10 days ago