Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate.
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer's lease hath all too short a date.
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd;
But thy eternal summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow'st;
Nor shall Death brag thou wander'st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow'st:
So long as men can breathe or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
So, yeah... Zach is awesome. How many other people do you know that can honestly say that their significant other has recited a Shakespearean sonnet to them?
- Location:South Knoxville
- Mood:
happy - Music:"White Christmas"
- Location:Sucksville, Tennessee
- Mood:
crying - Music:"Heart of a Lion" by Mystic
- Location:Rocky Top
- Mood:
creative - Music:"Ohio" by Bowling For Soup
Show Me
Don’t toss around “I love you”
Like a meaningless phrase.
Don’t hurt me like I expect you to.
You’ll understand one of these days.
It brings tears to my eyes
To even think about it.
Reliving the day I said goodbye
Doesn’t help a bit.
It’s only been two weeks
And I’m afraid already.
But if you show me what my heart seeks
You might find trust at the ready.
Now she flies with broken wings.
She knows too well the heart break
That devastation brings.
This fallen angel struggles
Each day to catch her breath.
She's still trying to recover from
The shock of his early death.
She used to be an angel
And one day will fly again.
Her wings one day will heal themselves.
She just doesn't know when.
- Location:Rocky Top
- Music:"Angel with Broken Wings" by Divit
A Short Sad Poem
Shut my door and go away.
I don't want to see your face today.
Maybe I'm cutting, but that's okay.
You don't care about me anyway.
A Question
I want to let go.
It hurts more if I don't.
My brain says it's time
But my heart just won't.
My eyes still turn green
At the sound of his voice.
It is going to be difficult
But I must make a choice.
Do I go to him
And say it was a mistake?
Or continue as I am,
A living fake?
Though for the day: Like steak knives, barbed wire, and broken glass, I'm a little rough around the edges.
- Location:Rocky Top
- Mood:
contemplative - Music:"Chasing Cars" by Snow Patrol
Like a bird on the fly
That's how I know
You are my guy
You bring me joy
That little stuffed toy
Is a reminder
You are my boy
You're sent from above
And as gentle as a dove
It is true that
You are my love
Beside me 'till the end
Help you readily lend
There is no doubt
You are my friend
- Location:Rocky Top
- Mood:
ditzy - Music:"Rocky Top"
I think I'll leave you with a poem today.
Hatred rains down hail
On each attempt I fail.
I need someone to bail
Me out of this broken-heart jail.
In my heart is a stake
Because love has been fake.
My whole life is a mistake
Because all I do is take.
I just want to be free;
Finally able to see
That there is no one for me.
Forever alone I will be.
By now I should know
That you reap what you sow.
These dead seeds won't grow.
Love is my foe.
- Location:this craptastic place
- Mood:
drained - Music:- - -
I'm catching myself coming close to tears almost a dozen times a day.
I think it's time for a poem.
I shall call this one "Kind Words."
Of course it still hurts,
And especially today.
Stop expecting it to go away.
Remember the good days
And forget the "okay."
Don't live a lie every day.
Things may not get better
But there's no need to fear.
There is some news that is good to hear.
You're not in it alone,
To your goals adhere.
You'll make it through, for he loves you, my dear.
- Location:this crappy place
- Mood:
restless - Music:"Invisible" by Evanescence
