Nights where the pillow becomes the tissue
You were suppose to love me until the endless nights and through the array of tears
But you vanish in the middle of the night and never came back
Written by Lyrical Passion
"Tears from my Inkwell"
Nights where the pillow becomes the tissue
You were suppose to love me until the endless nights and through the array of tears
But you vanish in the middle of the night and never came back
Written by Lyrical Passion
You used to be someone special to me
Approaching me was the greatest thing you have ever done
Smiling and flirting trying to spit that game
Learning that you were married only put men like you to shame
But as a fool I allowed you to play on my mind
More as prey upon my soul one day at a time
You weren’t a weak guy, but you were setting me up
A plan all in a disguise
When guys like you play in the streets and collect danger in their territory
Finding innocent prey that looks lonely and vulnerable
You once didn’t feel bad; no sorry in order
You knew exactly what you was doing
Those sexy eyes and spitting flame in your game
I was now caught in your web of intoxication
As I began to lie with you writing a story of fornication
You led me on to believe that you loved me and cared for me
But your only plan was to wine and dine me, making me feel good inside and out
In my mind; yes I did had several doubts
But you was catering to me and giving me the attention women adore
But how can I have given you my whole heart when you was going to break it all along
I’m tired of playing the same old sad song!
On my record it keeps playing after every guy has done me wrong
When God has been telling me to wait all along
I was hot and on fire
For this sinful love that I have been dreaming off
I felt like I was on cloud nine and giving thanks to the love god up above
I knew this love was toxic and wrong
But at the same time it felt good and so right
That sometimes I didn’t care if he even had a wife
Late nights and love talking
Then heated arguments and at work stalking
This was getting too dangerous
As I cried late nights because of broken hearts
My heart cries for you each and every day
As a street and hood person you don’t have any emotions or feelings
At the end of the day it was never true love when late nights you were dealing
I’m back here crying and moping over a love I thought was real
But in the end, God has finally intervened and starts to show me the light and the real deal
That what I have done was wrong and I had to pay
Emotional stress, mentally drained, ugly girl cries each and every day
How can a guy have me hypnotized?
Let’s be for real that his dick game had me dickmatized!
Yes ladies you know what I’m talking about when he gives you what you want and tries to sexually satisfy your sexual desires
Late night conversations while you are feeling the passionate sensations
And deep penetrations
Wondering why I am crying over spilled milk that was already spoiled from the very beginning
Giving him my energy and power because I think I still love him
But how could I still be in love with a married man with a nasty past?
I should have known this hidden secret will never last
Mentally not focused and still angry at how he used me and treated me
That’s what I get for jumping the broom and loving so fast
Oh well, lessons to be learned as I continue to stitch up my broken heart as it’s been broken too many times
I’m just going to sit here and give up on love
Tired of trying
Let love come to me
Only to bless me while I continue to heal and set my soul free
Written by Lyrical Passion
once the moon has set
i feel free within myself
to express myself in my mind and in my thoughts
without no one listening
watching me
i’m at a peaceful place in my head where i can think out loud
to cry one last time
or maybe for eternally
no one understands the pain but me
i’m bottled up like a genie
come grant my wish as i isolate myself in my peaceful place
my soul that talks to me
rainy days this may seems
as the puddles of my tears that pours down
and the voices inside of my head screams at me for yet another mistake
i think all types of thoughts
to give up
forget about life
end all of the miseries
BOOM!
she’s gone into the darkness of the world
to become free of all frustrations and tears
peace at last as i gaze up at the stars
the dimness of the lamp that only gives little life
then looking back at me
gasping for air
as the tears slow down
no one knows what i go through at night
trying to sleep and comfort myself within the tears of misery and depression
i’m all alone
walking all alone
in the darkness
no one can’t hear my silent cries
i try to hide them and wipe them away quickly so that no one suspects a thing
SSHHH!!!
it’s almost over
i hear the moon and the wind howling at me to calm down and drown on my own tears
to be free of this
what is this?
who are you?
i only cry at night because it’s only better to allow myself to see the pain
to hear the muffled cries
to be alone
me and my thoughts
another sleepless night as i try to get my tears to rock me to sleep
cries that soothes me
to end my miseries
another story has fallen out of the corner of my heart
as i wipe my tears and sleep for the remainder of the night not forgetting the painful thoughts
Written by Lyrical Passion
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