Falling Down (song)

Falling Down

I don’t want to be stranded here, hurt again,

And people say “You’re gone, move on, say Amen.”

My love for you that was so true,

All of that we have been through,

All the times we argue and fight,

Deep inside I know it isn’t right.

I’ve fallen from the sky like the rain

And there will be no rainbow at the end

Cause all that’s left for me to do

Is to pick up the pieces and move on from you

This isn’t the first time that I’ve walked this road,

I walk past you and you shake your head “No...”

And all I ever wanted was to see you again,

And maybe even make up, hug and be just friends,

But you turn away, turn away from me,

And someday, someday I know, we’ll be together, together you and me.

This is the third time this week,

That I find myself wandering down the street.

People often told me to choose a different road,

‘Cause this one can get ugly, but I never listened, no.

And I still chose you,

I still chose you over life..

I’ve fallen from the sky like the rain

And there will be no rainbow at the end

Cause all that’s left for me to do

Is to pick up the pieces and move on from you

And I ignored the signs of the truth

Opened every door trying to start over new

But this time, it's different, and I don't know

If I can ever try, to mend this broken truth.

I’ve fallen from the sky like the rain

And there will be no rainbow at the end

Cause all that’s left for me to do

Is to pick up the pieces and move on from you

I’ve fallen from the sky like the rain

And there will be no rainbow at the end

Cause all that’s left for me to do

Is to pick up the pieces and move on from you

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There's No One Quite Like You (poem/song)

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I don’t know what to do with my life,

Since you were gone, all I could see was that knife

Stabbing me stabbing me, pain all over me

Not knowing where to go

It’s only now I find there’s no one quite like you

And it’s only now I find I’m a fool for leaving you

There’s no one quite like you

As I’m floating, drifting away,

Love is lost and hurt is found, all I hear is scrambled sound

And there’s nothing left to say,

Not knowing what to do

It’s only now I find there’s no one quite like you

And it’s only now I find I’m a fool for leaving you

There’s no one quite like you

Screaming, hurting,

Trying to be healed,

Is there a God out there,

I ask myself, but there was no reply

There’s no one quite like you

- marco

to a T / I love...

a semi-work in progress.
the best people, the ones who mean something to me are so hard to describe & do justice, write about to a t, let alone actually tell them without feeling like a cheese/turning 5 shades of crimson
this is my go, as far as I've got.

my friend, you are
the most interesting,
tone deaf, exciting
like a made-up person
spontaneous
crazy loving and hilarious
so predictable but then you go and surprise
even yourself. put me in my place
when I'm wrong (usually).
bad judgement
and I love that.
I love

seeing from another perspective. being taken aback
when you show me another side for the first time.
your attention, your interest.
I love being your friend.

I love
spending my time with you,
or as much as I get.
spending time, and wasting it
because you are the most worthwhile.

I love
every moment
the good, the bad, the very
very
confusing.
the just plain strange.
I love valuing
and being valued
I love being crazy then serious
and telling you everything
about everything, and me.

I love
making plans that won't happen.
seeing bits of your life, putting them together.
being together.
your support when it matters.
your company,
just being with me
when I need it
or at least knowing when I do.
I love you being there and accepting everything I am
when you don't have to.

I love you,
my best friend.
the end.


-- tor.

Natural Attraction.

Just lie with me.
Beneath the canopy.
Of these many trees.
And then we.
Will talk about you and me.
And how we'd be.
Forever together.
No matter the weather.
Our love is like the forest around us.
Strong. Ancient.
We'll feel complacent.
Smug.
For what we've withstood.
Even with the mud.
Being pressed into our hair.
Our fur.
The animal like lure.
Of nature.
It's natural.
This mutual feeling.
It's reeling us in.
And we don't fight back.
Love has taken us back to the world.
Back.
To the pack.
With which we used to run.
That's my love. Animal like.
And the bite.
Of love
Has tainted my blood.
It's intoxicating.
And frustrating.
That's my love.
-H

a letter to xx.

it's strange, what snow can do. precipitation, it can bring this world to a halt, tear it in half, bring despair or childlike glee, screaming, throwing, games and fights. love in the ice. with a few flakes you feel warmth or your heart freezing over. blizzards bring nostalgia or heartbreak.
those few flakes can be the start or end of everything. memories, new beginnings.

it snowed today. I thought of you, of us, of everyone at rc. minds and bodies closed in on themselves, as pale and fragile as snow. snow that would melt away. it was strange.
as I stepped into the snow I felt myself pushing the fear beneath my feet. I remembered the tears, trials and tribulations. the day we, the afflicted, realised that perhaps we were just human after all. nothing less.

i'm still searching for that sense of self worth. this year has put me into perspective. through actions, and words. fencing myself off from the world, an incommunicable onlooker.
the ice is melting.

the difference a friend can make. knowing that you are never alone. knowing love for the first time. I no longer want to die at 22. my time in rc has inspired me to change others' lives for the better.

but that's enough about me. I'm writing to you, about you. we've not spoken in a while, and frankly it scares me. seeing someone as deserving as you in pain makes my heart break.

you are so beautiful, you deserve so much more love than you've been shown. appreciation. someone who will support you, give you the attention you need and more.

I'm so proud of you. you're such an inspiration, eternal calm in chaos. a catatonic a-bomb, yoga in the rush hour. the solitary snowflake, frail but perfect, so influential but so easily overlooked.
you are the kind of person that shows others life is worth living. free for all, feeding the people, but asking nothing in return. the rose in the empty castle.

when will you realise? you're not the problem. you're so perfect, kind, hard working, determined, distressable, gifted, motivational.

but you knew that, didn't you? it was always at the back of your mind.

you are so intelligent and so wise. your eyes have seen so much more than anybody twice your age. you have seen suffering, disaster, pain and torment. you give everyone else strength while you constantly tear yourself down. why should it be you?

you are your only obstacle. the only minotaur here is you. when will you realise that we all adore you? when will you allow yourself to be?
is it home? is it school? or is it just you?
how could you concievably think that you are unworthy?

we're not worthy! we're not worthy!

don't let anyone get you down. don't let them get in your way. and don't hurt yourself.
whatever it is, I will be there. you will never be alone.

and everyone is worthy. life or alice cooper.
don't be so hard on yourself.

stay strong,
tor. xx

Nathan.

There he goes.
Still fighting him with a busted nose.
Split lip, black eye, but he don't show.
Any sign of backing down. NO!
He'll keep going.
Keep on flowing.
Keep on thorwing.
Punch after punch.
On his late lunch.
When his cheek bones CRUNCH
Blood on his top.
But he still wont stop.
Showing A block.
What not.
To mess with.
That's Nathan.



He lost by the way.
and the lad who caused him A.B.H got to stay at school, and got good grades too!
-H

Hey Writers, just to let you know, I've made some changes to the blog, as you can see, but I will be experimenting with its look over Christmas, when I have a bit more time. But do let me know if the different font or the stretchyness of it is annoying you, and I will change it.

Love and rhyme,
Tallie xx