Dear God,

I miss you
Though, this silence is simply my lack of communication
And I miss you
Because I don't have nearly enough
And it's my fault
Just, I do not know what to say
For the beginning
Middle
Or End
I'm past square one,
But I cannot remember how I got past it then
I have this aching feeling inside
Whether it's my desire to cry
Or my reaction to this state of
"Lost"
I do not know
But I do know I could use a hug
And I could use a friend like you
Dear God, I love you
And I miss you

It Should Be Illegal {Repaint}

This is a song, not a poem. =] Written... sometime 07

Here's an idea of what it sounds like: http://media.putfile.com/Yesterday-and-Today-Repaint

It should be illegal
To feign second glances
Pretend that we're meeting in the same circumstances
It should be illegal
To go through these motions
The same way as last time when so much has changed

Yesterday and today
Have no right to appear the same
Save me my dignity
{It should be illegal}
Let's quit pretending
Give me my peace
Repaint these walls
Repaint… these walls

Stop mocking me {mocking me}
Your color should have changed
You should be hanging {be hanging}
A tribute to what won't be again

I don't want to see things the way I saw before
Because they aren't that way anymore
I don't what to see thing the way I saw before
They aren't that way anymore

I know why this happened
I know when this happened
So how could this happen
To me I shed my tears here before {shed my tears here before}
Alone with a locked door {alone with a locked door}
Beyond these walls I'll pretend like nothing has changed
Because they scenery has stayed the same…

Stop mocking me
Yesterday and today have no right to appear the same
You should be hanging
Save me my dignity
Let's quit pretending
Stop mocking me
Give me my peace
Repaint these walls…

I don't want to see things the way I saw before
Because they aren't that way anymore
I don't what to see thing the way I saw before
They aren't that way anymore
Yesterday and today…
Have no right to appear the same…

My Sweet Tear

This is a poem. ;] Written October 2006.


Is there freedom in this numbness?
Or am I disguising my pain…
Say, can removing the stinger
Relieve the sting?

What has become of my self pity… or any self care
Am I holding my breath to bask in the joy
Of saving air
Is my answer a novocain
Or is it a cure
Do I only love my self for loving others more?
…But in missing breaths have I lost the chance to give

Come to me, sweet pain
If only to remind me
That I live
May I feel long enough to know
I am not hiding myself from change
Come to me, my sweet tear
In some pain there is nothing to fear
Wash away the heartache of numbness
My sweet tear

Have I gone too far this time?
Refusing the sorrow knowing you will make it right
Do I need to feel to understand
How only you can relieve me of my pain

An Explanation

Well, I just decided to create a blog to hold exclusively my written works. =]
So, I won't have a regular schedule for posting here, but hopefully when I do post you find it worth your time to read.

I'm guessing you know who I am since you are reading this, but in the event that you do not, I am Amanda. {Or Midnight} And I'm currently fifteen.