WakefulnessDrifting towards wakefulnessSNAP!Back to a painful realityOne where he wont missHerAt allClosing eyes tightlyDRIP!A tear falling down her cheekBut he wont seeItAt allTrembling in the coldHELP!A cry in the darkKnowing he wont holdHerAt allBeating fasterBA-DUMP!The beat of her heartBut he wont go afterItAt allDrifting from wakefulnessSWISH!Away from a painful realityBecause he wont missMeAt all
HeartacheGo to bedGo to sleepClose your eyesAnd sweet dreamsNot that fastNot that quickNot that simpleYour headIn darkness's keepNightmaresEyes shot wideRapid breathingPounding heartThoughts of himPoundingRushingForeverCan't hideHeart still beatingLovingShe criesDreaming fantasiesFace flushed redWanting loveTo haveTo holdTo kissTearful eyesPainful realitiesHeartache
ExpectationsEveryone expects somethingA smile, a laugh, a twinkleA glimmer of happinessBut that's not okayCause I'm not shinningThey say its a mysteryWhy I don't smileWhy I don't laughTwinkle-lessJust back to historyA simple broken heartIs not just thatcrushed souls and dreamstooWanting to restartThey say that its alrightThat it will heal with timeBut I don't see howWhen I can't feel joyAnd have forgotten how to sleep at nightFading, BreakingBreaking, Hurting,Hurting, Wanting,Wanting, Needing,Dying Slowly InsideCrushedBrokenShatteredEveryone expects somethingYou'll move onEven without happinessYou'll be okayBut I'm done trying
The Fallen StarAriel smiled softly, as people crowded around her, tugging at her hair, flicking makeup brushes across her face, and the like. For most people, this would feel strange, but to her, it was just another day. It was always like this, getting all prettied up before an appearance. If she were ever to be seen without her makeup and hair done, it would be all over the tabloids... which was, of course, something she'd like to avoid. Thankfully, thus far her efforts to keep up a good reputation were successful. Everybody knew her and loved her... she was famous, and for all the right reasons. The girl that everyone wanted to be. That was her. And she wasn't about to disappoint them."Well, we best be going. Don't want to show up late!" Beamed Ariel, as she stood up, and smoothed out her dress. All eyes were on her, but it didn't bother her because she was used to it. As selfcentered as it may be, she really quite enjoyed the attention..not that she'd acknowledge that. Ariel had always come of a
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