Mystro, 18 grudnia 2013
Stuck in quicksand
Because I could barely stand the thought of not having enough
Then I see a hand
and hear the words
life is tough
So I look up and i see an angel
But I'm not religious
So what is this?
I reach out for the hand and she pulls me with ease
I don't feel like I'm sinking anymore
And without thinking I express my love
Throw my arms out for a hug
And she takes me in with pleasure
I have finally found the treasure I been searching for
Feelings consuming me
pressure lifting off my heart
I was torn apart from the future and she brought me back to reality
I owe her everything
For showing me the light
taking my fear of the night away and reinforcing that things will be okay
Mystro, 12 czerwca 2013
Whenever Im with her
we do getoutrageous
Whenever she smiles
that shit is contagious
my life is a book
and she is turning my pages
keepin me hooked
I cant even take it
to me she is perfect
no need to debate it
I need all of her memories
so I stopped getting faded
I wanted true love
so you can say I have waited
Yes I was patient
and now that she's here
I know I will make it
Mystro, 18 kwietnia 2012
One ton of guilt pressing hard against my chest.
I try not to let it phase me but I cannot rest.
Feeling the insides of my stomach rise with every breath.
I dont have a clue of what to do.
Some people would look to the sky for Him.
But for Him, to send a miracle chances are slim
Bad things happen to good people
and to justify it by saying He's working in a mysterious way,
now that just sounds evil.
You can have your views and I will have mine.
And Im sure if there is an afterlife I will be just fine.
Because I will choose family over faith
And with morals like that, how could a God hate?
Mystro, 11 marca 2012
I shout out but my voice can’t be heard
How will I make it and succeed
when no one is here when I am in need
I’ve been soaring so long the crash was inevitable
I guess You can say my lifestyle was questionable
But I have lost it now and everything I had before
This hurts to know this for its not just a battle but the whole war
The last breath I breathe will have no significance
It was fun while it lasted and I put up a fight
But now I know its time for goodnight
No look on my face just a blank stare
I was the happiest person ever
But no one was there.
Mystro, 15 lutego 2012
I'm trying to be the best that I can be.
Why cant you understand this is hard for me?
Assuming the worst, please take that elsewhere.
Judging me before I speak just isn't fair.
Don't tell me how I feel, for you aren't in my shoes.
I'm starting to realize you have some loose screws.
You're falling apart.
It's like like liquid hate has filled your heart.
I can't stand to even see your name.
For all of your problems its like you look at me to blame.
This relationship has no potential to grow.
I am sorry but it is time for me to go.
Mystro, 27 stycznia 2012
When the morning is crisp
that's the best.
I know this day
is better than the rest.
I take a deep breath
and my body is swept.
Only if you knew how this feels
for me.
Sucking in as much air as I can
to show that I'm free.
So when the morning is cold
and the sun is rising
take your biggest breath ever
the results are surprising.
Only if you knew how this feels
for me.
Mystro, 25 stycznia 2012
It’s all a dream inside my head
I wish I could but I am dead
My senses failing no one knows
What this life brings to those
Who make the best of their time
Living with regrets
should be a crime
I’m no saint
Don’t get me wrong
But in the end we’ll all belong
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