<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793</id><updated>2011-12-07T11:45:39.345-08:00</updated><title type='text'>.........Kreative.Karma.........</title><subtitle type='html'>Dedicated to my many ominous thoughts, those I hold close, lost writings, dark feelings, and infectious poems..updated regularly..</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-5203728335680828191</id><published>2011-12-06T14:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T11:45:39.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Think We Had It. All.</title><content type='html'>As soon as the feeling, the pain or the word&lt;br /&gt;I'll be there for you, and I'll fly like a bird&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you calm, and just let you be&lt;br /&gt;Constantly touching, but leave you feeling free&lt;br /&gt;With our lives quickly changing, and forever not alone&lt;br /&gt;We'll get you to aid, as you'll get into your zone&lt;br /&gt;Me right by your side, and our miracle on the way&lt;br /&gt;Smiling at you, letting you know you're doing okay&lt;br /&gt;At that single moment, when you think you've heard a stir&lt;br /&gt;They'll give you your bundle, as the past becomes a blur&lt;br /&gt;We will share this forever, and the moment everlasting&lt;br /&gt;When we think we had it all, we weren't at all forecasting&lt;br /&gt;And when the world seems to shut, and just plain annoy&lt;br /&gt;This life comes along, and never forget to enjoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-5203728335680828191?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/5203728335680828191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/5203728335680828191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2011/12/think-we-had-it-all.html' title='Think We Had It. All.'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-9185025908062741545</id><published>2011-11-14T12:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T08:05:29.375-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Future.Plans.</title><content type='html'>It's not the way that this all feels,&lt;br /&gt;Or your heart beating just like mine,&lt;br /&gt;It's the way we see and think and speak in time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't take life like you can plan for tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Jotting things down that won't get done&lt;br /&gt;Live for the day, the moment, that pleasant special one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cry with tears of joy until it just plain hurts&lt;br /&gt;Gasping for breath at the tickle of your skin&lt;br /&gt;Laugh as much as you can, and love the dimples on your chin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The life we spend will be the best we never knew&lt;br /&gt;One of a missing peice, when the puzzle looked right&lt;br /&gt;We'll go on together, for the past can't put up a fight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Always embrace the ones that love you more&lt;br /&gt;Forget the ones that harm you, or talk you down to their level&lt;br /&gt;Trust in yourself and us, and never believe the devil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lead our lives to better understand&lt;br /&gt;It's not about money, or the wanting of more&lt;br /&gt;The life we live and our family, will show us what's in store&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-9185025908062741545?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/9185025908062741545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/9185025908062741545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2011/11/futureplans.html' title='Future.Plans.'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-1308652798216698116</id><published>2011-09-28T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T08:21:25.359-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams. Corroded.</title><content type='html'>The feeling you give me isn't at all what I predicted&lt;br /&gt;If you could write it all down, it couldn't be scripted&lt;br /&gt;When the winds blow me down, I know that I'll be lifted&lt;br /&gt;And when life comes around, the present will be gifted&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I wake from a dream, and the sheets go cold&lt;br /&gt;I realize that I'm awake, and my sleep has been sold&lt;br /&gt;To the night I owe my thoughts, turning silver into gold&lt;br /&gt;Falling back into my head, where the pillow starts to fold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we live to love, and love those around us&lt;br /&gt;It's what we make of ourselves, and those that surround us&lt;br /&gt;Some we'll love forever, others will hurt and astound us&lt;br /&gt;Be grateful for everyone, those are the ones that found us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When life can lead you down a broken bitter road&lt;br /&gt;Remember what you've learned, and to lighten up your load&lt;br /&gt;Put the pain behind you, and on your sleeve bestowed&lt;br /&gt;For the journey we've endured, others can't corrode&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-1308652798216698116?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1308652798216698116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1308652798216698116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2011/09/dreams-corroded.html' title='Dreams. Corroded.'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-6223841249368440342</id><published>2011-07-01T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T07:51:52.249-07:00</updated><title type='text'>.Love You Can't Destroy.</title><content type='html'>Is it the way we view life, or just the past that makes us learn&lt;br /&gt;Could it be the future shouting for us, as we take a wrong turn&lt;br /&gt;Maybe the seasons reminding us, that we'll have to see the rain&lt;br /&gt;Or the fog in the morning, just hiding all our pain&lt;br /&gt;Or the way our blood flows, it's a constant reminder&lt;br /&gt;Our hands showing us, that we can be kinder&lt;br /&gt;Always be the happiest, and be sure to show others&lt;br /&gt;Treat everyone like your own, sisters and brothers&lt;br /&gt;Our lives are different, unique and not simple&lt;br /&gt;But none can cure the worst, with just a smile and a dimple&lt;br /&gt;You can waste away in drama, and pointless confusion&lt;br /&gt;Only treat it as fuel, to light up your illusion&lt;br /&gt;The pain we've been put through, putting up with the fake&lt;br /&gt;It's all but a joke, as it puts icing on our cake&lt;br /&gt;Friends take what they will, but leave without a dent&lt;br /&gt;Life is a lesson, and we'll never know what it meant&lt;br /&gt;All the time we have left, is here to enjoy&lt;br /&gt;And the sun reminds us, that it's love you can't destroy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-6223841249368440342?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/6223841249368440342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/6223841249368440342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2011/07/love-you-cant-destroy.html' title='.Love You Can&apos;t Destroy.'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-807723588493843666</id><published>2011-04-28T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T11:12:06.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Steps In Gravel..</title><content type='html'>The steps I take, aren't the ones on you&lt;br /&gt;Or the friends I've made, the past hard is to chew&lt;br /&gt;The pain that's inflicted, will never be revenged&lt;br /&gt;We'll take it as we venture, it's sure to be syringed&lt;br /&gt;The lack of support, or acceptance of our love&lt;br /&gt;May it be jealousy, as we look down from above&lt;br /&gt;Envy will ruin, from the veins that they flow&lt;br /&gt;Nobody can compare, or judge love from long ago&lt;br /&gt;On the perch of it all, may it be real as ever&lt;br /&gt;This is only our life, and everything we endeavour&lt;br /&gt;We can't make up minds, nor do we want to alter&lt;br /&gt;As real as ever, the truth we will not falter&lt;br /&gt;Accept it as you will, but we will never pause&lt;br /&gt;The love of it all, and not hate was the cause&lt;br /&gt;As we continue to grow, this road of love that we travel&lt;br /&gt;May it be filled with all the greatest, and very little gravel..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-807723588493843666?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/807723588493843666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/807723588493843666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2011/04/steps-in-gravel.html' title='Steps In Gravel..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-715446944539991985</id><published>2011-03-08T07:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T07:44:04.886-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mind. Left Behind.</title><content type='html'>I've been trapped, I've been laid out&lt;br /&gt;Felt like all I had was but a voice to shout&lt;br /&gt;I've gotten my feelings to the surface&lt;br /&gt;Not under my skin, I now know my purpose&lt;br /&gt;Bring what you want, it's dirt under the table&lt;br /&gt;Read into what you like, it's all but a fable&lt;br /&gt;The true story of them all, without any lies&lt;br /&gt;Touching this skin, and looking at my eyes&lt;br /&gt;I have all I need, no reason for my tears&lt;br /&gt;Only those of joy, when I'm spent with my peers&lt;br /&gt;I may seem to go crazy, to those I don't know&lt;br /&gt;But to them they can't see, just how far I go&lt;br /&gt;What I've thought, would drown those who hate&lt;br /&gt;But from where I've been, the top feels so great&lt;br /&gt;When I feel like I'm down, it will never compare&lt;br /&gt;The pain is gone now, I've never felt so rare&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to see, just where this life will take me&lt;br /&gt;To those whom I hold close, you are the ones that make me&lt;br /&gt;I've left behind, what I thought was real&lt;br /&gt;Never once did I think, it was this I could feel..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-715446944539991985?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/715446944539991985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/715446944539991985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2011/03/mind-left-behind.html' title='The Mind. Left Behind.'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-472454648467913824</id><published>2011-01-21T10:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T10:17:45.321-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hiding From Your Lies.</title><content type='html'>It’s been a little bit, since I’ve typed my feelings out&lt;br /&gt;Never forgotten what I do, and what it’s all about&lt;br /&gt;Getting more in touch, falling ever so deeper&lt;br /&gt;The wind speeds are deafening, as this hill is getting steeper&lt;br /&gt;The days that I’ve lived, I can never take them back&lt;br /&gt;We think we don’t hold grudges, but this is what we lack&lt;br /&gt;Understanding other views, and the way people see&lt;br /&gt;We lock ourselves up, without giving away the key&lt;br /&gt;I’ve known from this, and what I’d like to assert&lt;br /&gt;You will only seem arrogant, and out of waste that you will hurt&lt;br /&gt;The bad feelings I have, will never go away&lt;br /&gt;The memories I cherish now, forever they will stay&lt;br /&gt;Life is harsh, but it can be nicer&lt;br /&gt;As it holds the knife, forever as the slicer&lt;br /&gt;Always treat great, to the ones that are close&lt;br /&gt;If you dare poison them, life will give you a dose&lt;br /&gt;When you’re not looking, before which you can blink&lt;br /&gt;It will hit you like a train, and you won’t know what to think&lt;br /&gt;Everything’s in this world, to help you realize&lt;br /&gt;You can’t hide from anything, when you’re hiding from your lies..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-472454648467913824?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/472454648467913824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/472454648467913824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2011/01/hiding-from-your-lies.html' title='Hiding From Your Lies.'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-3731751371197525205</id><published>2010-12-10T08:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T13:43:57.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Be..</title><content type='html'>Don’t be the bus, or the one to throw me under&lt;br /&gt;The one to strike lighting, or damage with thunder&lt;br /&gt;I love who you are, but I’ll always make you wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be the leak, on the stainless kitchen sink&lt;br /&gt;The drip on the faucet, or the hose that has a kink&lt;br /&gt;Just be that puddle, who’s much deeper than I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be the friend, always holding a knife&lt;br /&gt;Ready to puncture, and maybe take my life&lt;br /&gt;Just please hold my hand, and help me through the strife&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be who you aren’t, it’s not easy being fake&lt;br /&gt;I’ll love quicker if you’re you, those soft hands I will take&lt;br /&gt;Tell yourself you’re loved, and all the sweet dreams we will make..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-3731751371197525205?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/3731751371197525205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/3731751371197525205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/12/dont-be_10.html' title='Don&apos;t Be..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-1713035650480562837</id><published>2010-12-10T08:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T09:57:47.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Between the Lines</title><content type='html'>As the pen in my head writes, the last page’s not the end&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of this page, you were just a friend&lt;br /&gt;My life’s been quite rocky, but I’ve never been wrecked&lt;br /&gt;Just fuckin’ shoved to the side, and forced to love the neglect&lt;br /&gt;Light at the end of the tunnel, that was my final goal&lt;br /&gt;But around you I travel warp speed, going through a wormhole&lt;br /&gt;The end of this pen is great, it comes with an eraser&lt;br /&gt;Just take away all the things she did, I no longer have to face her&lt;br /&gt;With us, I see no break or ending in our sights&lt;br /&gt;Aiming for the stars, hope love’s not afraid of heights&lt;br /&gt;Brighter than the sun, we need our shades&lt;br /&gt;For the past is just like now, as it never fades&lt;br /&gt;Lay it all down, this heart of diamond as it shines&lt;br /&gt;Just like a deck of cards, we read between the lines&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but truth, not a thing to hide&lt;br /&gt;A hand to hold, forever by your side&lt;br /&gt;If you could have everything, it’s all that I would give&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t pass it up, this life I'd love to live..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-1713035650480562837?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1713035650480562837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1713035650480562837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/12/between-lines.html' title='Between the Lines'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-981524619295230427</id><published>2010-10-26T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T11:44:38.352-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's Wheel You Can Steer</title><content type='html'>Please hold me as I’m terrified to death&lt;br /&gt;My chest hit hard, and I’m losing all my breath&lt;br /&gt;My head is throbbing, blood slowing in my veins&lt;br /&gt;My mind a clap of thunder, in my eyes here come the rains&lt;br /&gt;My heart wrapped up in you, just never break this seal&lt;br /&gt;Spend forever with me, and we’ll have the best damn deal&lt;br /&gt;Side by side, with the sun in our face&lt;br /&gt;Holding hands, as the road paves our ways&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t keep it from me, whatever you hide&lt;br /&gt;I’m as open as the sky, as it’s you I will provide&lt;br /&gt;Never let go, don’t you ever back down&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how to deal with me, without you around&lt;br /&gt;You’re the touch on my skin, the fingers in my hair&lt;br /&gt;You make it all seem right, make it easy not to care&lt;br /&gt;I want you to stay; I need you with me here&lt;br /&gt;Come take me away, my life’s wheel you can steer&lt;br /&gt;And when all is said and done, this body goes to dust&lt;br /&gt;I’ll still be in love, like when you showed me true lust&lt;br /&gt;A spirit of the world, an explosion in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Makes you wonder how we came, and how we knew from the start&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-981524619295230427?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/981524619295230427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/981524619295230427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/10/lifes-wheel-you-can-steer.html' title='Life&apos;s Wheel You Can Steer'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-8739624006530499328</id><published>2010-10-19T07:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T09:05:35.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pages Unwritten..</title><content type='html'>Please don’t take me away from this life&lt;br /&gt;Just strip me down and save my back from her knife&lt;br /&gt;Put me up somewhere, where I can just hide&lt;br /&gt;And we can hold onto what we have, and never leave our side&lt;br /&gt;Don’t think of the impossible, which right now would be the end&lt;br /&gt;With what we have going, death couldn’t stop what we started as, friend&lt;br /&gt;Let’s run away, and never think of coming back&lt;br /&gt;This past is just a big fucking numbing fact&lt;br /&gt;We don’t want anything, but to spread love abroad&lt;br /&gt;Endless roads, just two peas in a pod&lt;br /&gt;The faces you love, and the faces you create&lt;br /&gt;Just makes me laugh and realize, you’re an awesome life-mate&lt;br /&gt;And as the clock keeps ticking, we’ll keep talking&lt;br /&gt;As the road paves our way, we’ll keep on walking&lt;br /&gt;Hand in hand, and step by step&lt;br /&gt;No shoulders needed to cry or tears to be wept&lt;br /&gt;The book that we write, a pure fairy tale&lt;br /&gt;As the love that we make, will never go stale&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t wait, the future isn’t ready&lt;br /&gt;The rocket ship we’re on, it’s burning fuel steady&lt;br /&gt;Looking down at everything, and all that we’ve done&lt;br /&gt;Never looking back, because with us it’s just fun&lt;br /&gt;The wings that make us soar, will only take us higher&lt;br /&gt;With the obsession that we have, nothing will douse our fire&lt;br /&gt;And through our looking glass, we can only see so far&lt;br /&gt;But so drunk in love, we’ll never need a bar&lt;br /&gt;And when you’re distant, you’re only just closer&lt;br /&gt;The drum in my heart, the soul to my composer&lt;br /&gt;As I’ll never forget, your precious face and cute Toree&lt;br /&gt;We have never ending ink, to go with this perfect love story&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-8739624006530499328?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/8739624006530499328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/8739624006530499328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/10/pages-unwritten.html' title='Pages Unwritten..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-5951171219105036769</id><published>2010-09-15T13:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T13:11:42.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Electric Words on Fire..</title><content type='html'>It’s been a few months, but how I’ll never retrace&lt;br /&gt;The lines on this paper, aim straight for your face&lt;br /&gt;The words I use, can cut through your skin&lt;br /&gt;How I can’t forget, hope it won’t happen again&lt;br /&gt;The love that I have, is one hard to handle&lt;br /&gt;So much at stake in life, too rough for a sandal&lt;br /&gt;The footsteps I make, are ones that make you tremble&lt;br /&gt;The memories I share, can crash you like cymbal&lt;br /&gt;My legs may be bruised from surely moving on&lt;br /&gt;And the thoughts I can’t shake, will smoothly be gone&lt;br /&gt;I wish for the best, but only for me&lt;br /&gt;As I’m what matters now, can’t wait for you to see&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the sirens, don’t care about this&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be happy when I’m gone, but this life is what I’ll miss&lt;br /&gt;Get ready for life, and all the small worries&lt;br /&gt;The worst is over now, the big is just flurries&lt;br /&gt;This globe that you know, and how you love to shake it&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be looking from the outside, knowing it’s you that loved to fake it&lt;br /&gt;Where this road takes me, I just can’t wait&lt;br /&gt;The forks that I see, I’ve got to trust fate&lt;br /&gt;I’ve burned all of my bridges, cut my damned losses&lt;br /&gt;Forgot about your sickness, how it is was so fucking nauseous&lt;br /&gt;To my life as a whole, a clock I would never turn back&lt;br /&gt;I ended up here for a reason, a sprout of grass through a concrete crack&lt;br /&gt;With my heart on fire, a soul with such a blaze&lt;br /&gt;How I want to feel like this forever, please grant me endless days&lt;br /&gt;This tunnel’s just a ride now, and oh such a thrill&lt;br /&gt;It’s so electric now, and you’re to pay the bill&lt;br /&gt;So excited, so anxious for this new side of me&lt;br /&gt;The walls go tumbling, and collide with the free&lt;br /&gt;This end is near, but it’s just another writing&lt;br /&gt;What’s next in store, making damn sure it isn’t fighting..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-5951171219105036769?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/5951171219105036769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/5951171219105036769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/09/electric-words-on-fire.html' title='Electric Words on Fire..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-2877417213242212578</id><published>2010-08-31T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T06:17:01.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings Never Die..</title><content type='html'>Through all this pain, killing and strife&lt;br /&gt;I found myself coming out, with more than just life&lt;br /&gt;Meeting a person, wouldn’t have felt right&lt;br /&gt;Only this one had the courage, to stand and hold the light&lt;br /&gt;To teach and to learn, that feeling never dies&lt;br /&gt;Realizing how I loved you from another, would make you realize&lt;br /&gt;This one could make me smile, when times got pretty rough&lt;br /&gt;She’s been through a little more; her life’s a bit more tough&lt;br /&gt;Knowing she made it out, with a few bumps and bruises&lt;br /&gt;Gives me hope and faith, that in life no one loses&lt;br /&gt;Far enough away, but not too far to listen&lt;br /&gt;She’ll put sun in your day, the way her eyes glisten&lt;br /&gt;A good morning greeting, for a good start&lt;br /&gt;Wants to share life’s stories, and drama from the heart&lt;br /&gt;Caring for a stranger, she knows through my writing&lt;br /&gt;Stories of hate I share, so sick of the fighting&lt;br /&gt;Brighten my day, and sure keeps me busy&lt;br /&gt;When I think about her, it could make you go dizzy&lt;br /&gt;The company I have, so far far away&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got a listener, just hope it will stay&lt;br /&gt;To help climb the walls, of this obstacle life&lt;br /&gt;Say everything’s fine, put down the bloody knife&lt;br /&gt;The light she gives off, is enough to see the end&lt;br /&gt;So glad that it’s there, this heart’s about to mend&lt;br /&gt;She’ll switch your mood, like you’re on pms&lt;br /&gt;Make you feel comfort again, and nothing else less&lt;br /&gt;The light in the dark, the faith in my mind&lt;br /&gt;Hoping what’s out there, we hope we’ll soon find&lt;br /&gt;To be happier than ever, our dreams will come true&lt;br /&gt;There’s someone for everyone, and it’s long overdue&lt;br /&gt;Her voice will wake you with peace, so soft and serene&lt;br /&gt;The calmness in her words, so nervous, yet clean&lt;br /&gt;Picked up my heart, shoved it in my chest&lt;br /&gt;Want a good friend, she will sure be the best..&lt;br /&gt;Hope you liked your poem, as it could’ve been brighter&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for you, I’m one hell of a writer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-2877417213242212578?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/2877417213242212578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/2877417213242212578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/08/feelings-never-die.html' title='Feelings Never Die..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-2855495179891530096</id><published>2010-08-30T14:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T14:47:38.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's A Must..</title><content type='html'>Did you ever think you’d be more than you thought&lt;br /&gt;Or put up a better fight than you ever could have fought?&lt;br /&gt;No turning back, from the times that made you cry&lt;br /&gt;No more feeling lost inside, and feeling like you’ll die&lt;br /&gt;Get out of the cage that held you, don’t sit back and just watch&lt;br /&gt;As you’re just another peg, another hole for the notch&lt;br /&gt;Be your own, you are loved for who you are&lt;br /&gt;A perfect example, of a shining shooting star&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let the past, keep you from what’s real&lt;br /&gt;That fake ass drama’s not worth it, and that’s a no-deal&lt;br /&gt;Just keep walking, while they crawl so far behind&lt;br /&gt;I can take you to the clouds and nowhere will they find&lt;br /&gt;They can never touch, what has never been fake&lt;br /&gt;All the pain that we have, is what they could never take&lt;br /&gt;The moments we have, all the times that we’ve shared&lt;br /&gt;The people didn’t matter, but wanted to seem like they cared&lt;br /&gt;They want what we have, all so fucking jealous&lt;br /&gt;Never even touch what this is; you’d have to just kill us&lt;br /&gt;Like the buttons to my board, they feel more than I think&lt;br /&gt;Just a shot from this relationship, it will knock you on your ass&lt;br /&gt;The past is what you’ll drink, so full with shards of glass&lt;br /&gt;I’m no longer hurt, but so over this phase&lt;br /&gt;As you’ve brought me to the end, this tiring fucking maze&lt;br /&gt;As I move on now, I’ll take along trust&lt;br /&gt;And by my side is you, as you know that’s a must&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-2855495179891530096?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/2855495179891530096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/2855495179891530096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/08/thats-must.html' title='That&apos;s A Must..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-740762773601246002</id><published>2010-08-26T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T12:00:23.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks.</title><content type='html'>I’ll start this off, by thinking just a little&lt;br /&gt;Open up this bag, like a wild berry skittle&lt;br /&gt;The words I write, they won’t always make sense&lt;br /&gt;But that’s because you’re left, on the outside of the fence&lt;br /&gt;Not even to get in, but just to unlock&lt;br /&gt;You can think of your past, in my mind you’re but a block&lt;br /&gt;For all that’s been done, to everything I gave&lt;br /&gt;You can burn in your actions, please take them to your grave&lt;br /&gt;I found a person, one who showed me who you weren’t&lt;br /&gt;All your lying letters, and your fake words are fucking burnt&lt;br /&gt;I don’t need reminders, I even hate the thought&lt;br /&gt;Keep outside of this, what I love is all I’ve got&lt;br /&gt;I did nothing, to deserve what you’ve done&lt;br /&gt;But I do deserve this, a small preview all for fun&lt;br /&gt;I see through what I feel, and feel what is better&lt;br /&gt;When I look down at you, your eyes are much wetter&lt;br /&gt;Stained glass, while I sit clear and shine&lt;br /&gt;The words I hear now, this truth is just fine&lt;br /&gt;Although you can’t come close, because I can’t explain&lt;br /&gt;The shit you did, meds did nothing, as she took away my pain&lt;br /&gt;She took it all and threw it to the clouds&lt;br /&gt;As we sit on top and look down at your crowds&lt;br /&gt;The empty feeling shouldn’t fade, even just a bit&lt;br /&gt;Should’ve never turned your back, and never said you quit&lt;br /&gt;At least since you did, I am where I’m at&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t see it coming, just a baseball to a bat&lt;br /&gt;The girl I thought you were, is still the one in my dream&lt;br /&gt;I’ll find her soon, as she’s the voice to my scream&lt;br /&gt;When all is said and done, just hope it’s a gun with blanks&lt;br /&gt;As the blast goes off, pull the trigger, say thanks..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-740762773601246002?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/740762773601246002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/740762773601246002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/08/thanks.html' title='Thanks.'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-1625143973425715169</id><published>2010-08-17T10:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T10:27:25.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Graceful..Love..</title><content type='html'>I love how I can smile; I love how I can feel&lt;br /&gt;It’s only been a while, but oh how time can heal&lt;br /&gt;I love the way we talk, I love the way we stare&lt;br /&gt;My other foot when I walk, with that little extra care&lt;br /&gt;I love my view; I love where I’ve ended&lt;br /&gt;It’s all brand new, and it’s all so splendid&lt;br /&gt;I love your touch, I love this machine&lt;br /&gt;Want it so much, a start so clean&lt;br /&gt;I love all of this; I love what I can’t explain&lt;br /&gt;It’s simple bliss, something I can’t contain&lt;br /&gt;I love your hair, I love those sweet eyes&lt;br /&gt;It’s you I could wear, no more sinning little lies&lt;br /&gt;I love being strong, I love our road&lt;br /&gt;To look where we’ve gone, it’s our secret code&lt;br /&gt;I love our mixture, I love that taste&lt;br /&gt;What a sweet picture, it’s one I’d never waste&lt;br /&gt;I love your hold, I love your kisses&lt;br /&gt;It’s the feel of pure gold; it’s the penny to my wishes&lt;br /&gt;I love our times, I love our embrace&lt;br /&gt;Out of all of my rhymes, you are God’s sweet grace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-1625143973425715169?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1625143973425715169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1625143973425715169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/08/gracefullove.html' title='Graceful..Love..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-4242761714552300323</id><published>2010-08-02T13:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T06:22:50.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At Least There's A Light..</title><content type='html'>With a life so fragile, a life so sweet&lt;br /&gt;I could bury myself under one fine sheet&lt;br /&gt;To forget all the bad, we just want it all gone&lt;br /&gt;They stick around as scars, like the ugly duckling to the swan&lt;br /&gt;We have to collect faith, we so need to believe&lt;br /&gt;There is more than what this eye, wants me to receive&lt;br /&gt;Friends are my angels, the ghosts of my smile&lt;br /&gt;Where have they all gone, I’ve needed them for a while&lt;br /&gt;The support to this life, the stone to my step&lt;br /&gt;Helped rid these demons, under the rug that I’ve swept&lt;br /&gt;These bones are so brittle, but this heart is much stronger&lt;br /&gt;Through the things that you did, won’t happen any longer&lt;br /&gt;I’m one of my own, a soul to this Earth&lt;br /&gt;Out of the millions that aren’t, I’ve been real since my birth&lt;br /&gt;Walking down a road, my direction looks bright&lt;br /&gt;This tunnel so long, but at least there’s a light&lt;br /&gt;Shown all of the good, and much of the bad&lt;br /&gt;My sleeves won’t wear a heart, as that was all a fad&lt;br /&gt;I keep on running, and I keep on going&lt;br /&gt;Your reasons are my fuel, without me ever knowing&lt;br /&gt;Tear down your walls, thought about yourself long enough&lt;br /&gt;Throw it all away like me, how could you do all that stuff&lt;br /&gt;I’ve come to terms, as you’re so full of pure hate&lt;br /&gt;These lessons were essential, but don’t consider them great&lt;br /&gt;You have no idea, just exactly what you’ve done&lt;br /&gt;But I’ll take what you’ve left me, and lift off to the sun&lt;br /&gt;You may never again see, the love from my face&lt;br /&gt;But I hope you’re happy, as you’ve put yourself in this place&lt;br /&gt;I will be close, but you won’t be near&lt;br /&gt;As all of these voices are all that I hear&lt;br /&gt;Ones that encourage, and strive for more&lt;br /&gt;At least there’s that light, and an unlocked door&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-4242761714552300323?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/4242761714552300323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/4242761714552300323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/08/at-least-theres-light.html' title='At Least There&apos;s A Light..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-173682229672768444</id><published>2010-07-27T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T10:09:35.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Broke in Two..</title><content type='html'>After all of this time, you finally regret&lt;br /&gt;But with all of my questions, I continue to fret&lt;br /&gt;And when I sleep at night, I can’t close my lid&lt;br /&gt;I’m burning alive, thoughts from all that you did&lt;br /&gt;No past with the present, simply can’t turn back&lt;br /&gt;You were my little girl, now it this all of you that I lack&lt;br /&gt;There’s no undo button, in this game we call life&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t want to end up, getting more cuts from your knife&lt;br /&gt;You stabbed me barely breathing, as you left me for dead&lt;br /&gt;I want you in, but I just can’t stand it, always fucking with my head&lt;br /&gt;You’re in too deep, and there’s not much to say&lt;br /&gt;Just hope you’re happy, because lies are where you lay&lt;br /&gt;I wish you would’ve thought about, just what you had coming&lt;br /&gt;As my body is torn, and my feeling’s are numbing&lt;br /&gt;Couldn’t help but think that we might’ve had a chance&lt;br /&gt;After all the bad and just plain wrong, it’s you I can’t glance&lt;br /&gt;I want to believe, but this life is for me&lt;br /&gt;Wanted it forever with you, you didn’t want it to be&lt;br /&gt;Moving along, a baby step everyday&lt;br /&gt;I can think what if, but I’d have too much to say&lt;br /&gt;Won’t let myself fall, tired of the way my heart slips&lt;br /&gt;On the face that I loved, and the feel of your lips&lt;br /&gt;You were almost the reason, this heart stopped beating&lt;br /&gt;As you were nowhere near, and it was you that I was needing&lt;br /&gt;All that we wanted, was all that we had&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know all you did, just know that it’s sad&lt;br /&gt;You went from so loving, to just plain hateful&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy in love, and you were ungrateful&lt;br /&gt;I wanted it all, all of it with just you&lt;br /&gt;But you ripped out my heart; and tore it in fucking two&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-173682229672768444?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/173682229672768444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/173682229672768444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/07/broke-in-two.html' title='Broke in Two..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-8000940984078616198</id><published>2010-07-21T10:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T10:44:58.191-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Piece of You..Peace for Me</title><content type='html'>If for one day I could take with me a piece of you&lt;br /&gt;I’d write a little note, to tell you what I’d do&lt;br /&gt;First thing in the morning I would awake with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;Uncover so lightly, so sleep you wouldn’t miss&lt;br /&gt;Dress up in my clothes, and stick you in my pocket&lt;br /&gt;As if I were still a kid, and treat you like my locket&lt;br /&gt;Take you to places that you could only wonder&lt;br /&gt;And dream of the future, all one big blunder&lt;br /&gt;Check on you often, to make sure you’re close&lt;br /&gt;You will walk by my side, as if no one knows &lt;br /&gt;When I’d lie down, to just take a nap&lt;br /&gt;I would dream of you, on my mind like a cap&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so alive with so little of this&lt;br /&gt;Time is on my watch, but you are on my wrist&lt;br /&gt;And when I come home I won’t set you aside&lt;br /&gt;This roller coaster of life, I’ll always want to ride&lt;br /&gt;I’ll wipe my tears with you, and get it all out&lt;br /&gt;Soaking wet you’ll make me smile, and that I’d never doubt&lt;br /&gt;Once the world tumbles, I’ll see it and shrug&lt;br /&gt;Just take you out, and forget with a hug&lt;br /&gt;I’ll lose myself with you; I can just see it now&lt;br /&gt;I’ll always keep you near, and this I can vow&lt;br /&gt;No matter where I go, or the places that I see&lt;br /&gt;You’ll stay on my mind, and on my hand you will be&lt;br /&gt;As time has passed, and the day’s almost dead&lt;br /&gt;I’ll take everything off, and take you to bed&lt;br /&gt;Calm it all down, as busy as it seems&lt;br /&gt;I can’t see you, but I know you’re in dreams&lt;br /&gt;This is where it all, just goes and drifts away&lt;br /&gt;But right here by me, this is where you’ll stay&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-8000940984078616198?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/8000940984078616198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/8000940984078616198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/07/piece-of-youpeace-for-me.html' title='Piece of You..Peace for Me'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-8502856208539482209</id><published>2010-07-21T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T07:47:03.225-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Late Update..</title><content type='html'>I haven’t been on here, as I just wanted to sink&lt;br /&gt;But I had to let you know, just what it is that I think&lt;br /&gt;I share all my dreams; I’ll give you my thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Read them with care, but love all of them lots&lt;br /&gt;This is me, and all of who I am&lt;br /&gt;Some can hate it, but they’re just a scam&lt;br /&gt;This place is where I come, to open my heart&lt;br /&gt;I was just writing, did not know what I'd start&lt;br /&gt;And when you feel, just like I do&lt;br /&gt;Come to this place, and find back you&lt;br /&gt;Only a handful know, and fewer even care&lt;br /&gt;It started as stitches, to heal up this tear&lt;br /&gt;What you do with it, just respect what I write&lt;br /&gt;And after it all, please have a goodnight&lt;br /&gt;I write to express, and simply to release&lt;br /&gt;You feel like a fold, but what you are is a crease&lt;br /&gt;Unravel from your head, goes down to you toes&lt;br /&gt;As I keep writing these, you’ll find out my foes&lt;br /&gt;You’ll learn about me, how far I have come&lt;br /&gt;How distant I am, while you still feel numb&lt;br /&gt;Leaving alone, all the anger and fears&lt;br /&gt;Smiling in hell, as my heart just sears&lt;br /&gt;Finding a lot, not looking for it all&lt;br /&gt;Just want to be happy, still climbing that wall&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying my life, as it could soon end&lt;br /&gt;My past isn’t that, just more like pretend&lt;br /&gt;People are evil, but life’s full of joy&lt;br /&gt;So please come back, when feeling empty is your ploy&lt;br /&gt;I can make smiles, I can help without speech&lt;br /&gt;I can learn like you, but with these words I can teach..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-8502856208539482209?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/8502856208539482209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/8502856208539482209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/07/late-update_21.html' title='A Late Update..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-236323723314935559</id><published>2010-07-20T12:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T07:43:29.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life. Left. Ahead.</title><content type='html'>What just is it, that you see in me?&lt;br /&gt;What makes your life brighter, when it’s me that you see?&lt;br /&gt;With a past so morbid, my life is on the edge&lt;br /&gt;I can feel your breeze now, so lonely on this ledge&lt;br /&gt;Your hair blows genlty, on this ripped and shattered face&lt;br /&gt;Will you please come take me, and just save me from this place?&lt;br /&gt;To the heavens above, where life can seem so small&lt;br /&gt;What has happened to me, not what I wanted at all&lt;br /&gt;But I now am someone, who could never be built&lt;br /&gt;All the people who created this, so full of fucking guilt&lt;br /&gt;Just take me as I am, if you hate it, just leave&lt;br /&gt;No more lies, for me you will not deceive&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t be like anyone, that I have ever met&lt;br /&gt;The ones who have hurt, this life they will not get&lt;br /&gt;My life in the world’s hands, all grasped so tightly&lt;br /&gt;When it’s gone I’ll be in the stars, which you will see nightly&lt;br /&gt;I want to figure out, what life’s planned ahead&lt;br /&gt;The scars prevent, damage, and hurt from what she said&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been blessed with this life; it’s one that can’t be explained&lt;br /&gt;With these feelings from my heart, they no longer can be detained&lt;br /&gt;Such a beautiful world, that arose from the ashes&lt;br /&gt;A heart patched up, no longer torn from the crashes&lt;br /&gt;What I have to show, will for sure gain trust&lt;br /&gt;And what I have to offer, will forever spread lust&lt;br /&gt;When this life is over, and it’s all said and done&lt;br /&gt;Know that it was filled by authentic love and pure fun&lt;br /&gt;What life lies ahead, you can dream all you want&lt;br /&gt;All that I ask is open your eyes, and it’ll be in front&lt;br /&gt;This life is not fragile; I’ve known it as tough&lt;br /&gt;And the day that I die, I still won’t have enough&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful faces, of whom I will touch&lt;br /&gt;Just know that I’m here for you, I’ll be your strong crutch..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-236323723314935559?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/236323723314935559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/236323723314935559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/07/life-left-ahead.html' title='Life. Left. Ahead.'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-1078616072164091707</id><published>2010-07-01T14:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-07T13:32:40.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lifesize Shoes..</title><content type='html'>Put your dance shoes on&lt;br /&gt;It won’t take long&lt;br /&gt;We’re running from dreams&lt;br /&gt;And everything around us will just burst at the seams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just worry about your smile&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let it go, keep it for a while&lt;br /&gt;What we’ll do, such a fucking blast&lt;br /&gt;And when life’s done, we’ll be laughing at last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All over this town, I know I will paint&lt;br /&gt;Keep the memories fresh, and the past so faint&lt;br /&gt;Tie your laces up tight&lt;br /&gt;Where we’ll go is just a preview, because there’s no end in sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the truth to ride us out&lt;br /&gt;We’ll be good beyond a doubt&lt;br /&gt;But when you think you can’t grin&lt;br /&gt;Just think of all the people, who are all so full of sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make sure you have socks&lt;br /&gt;As I’m sure we’ll hit rocks&lt;br /&gt;And when you can’t go&lt;br /&gt;I’ll sweep you off your feet, much quicker than you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it comes time to take off your shoes&lt;br /&gt;Just make sure you’ve paid dues&lt;br /&gt;Take them off; I’ll put them to rest&lt;br /&gt;I’ll see you in heaven, we’ll sleep in peace, you’re always my best..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-1078616072164091707?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1078616072164091707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1078616072164091707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/07/lifesize-shoes.html' title='Lifesize Shoes..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-7762330616591391420</id><published>2010-06-30T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T11:21:48.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shed Not A Tear..</title><content type='html'>Please cut my heart open, and love as it bleeds&lt;br /&gt;Sever my arm, so full of hearts on my sleeves&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to sleep, and almost forever&lt;br /&gt;To not wake up, a feeling I want never&lt;br /&gt;These veins are blue, only for a reason&lt;br /&gt;Because of this all, still nothing but treason&lt;br /&gt;Slit through my throat, and stabbed in the back&lt;br /&gt;I want all I was, still building my stack&lt;br /&gt;It tumbled for you, but never again&lt;br /&gt;Throw myself out there, life’s game I will win&lt;br /&gt;Mind is in trembles, a heart of a mess&lt;br /&gt;I’ll tear down these walls, and these lives I will bless&lt;br /&gt;The scars of the dead, this tissue is strong&lt;br /&gt;I want to rip through it, now that you’re gone&lt;br /&gt;I need to feel this feeling, of being so right&lt;br /&gt;You kept me from everything, but now seeing the light&lt;br /&gt;I have some care now, just hope it will stay&lt;br /&gt;The sun’s coming out, no more skies of gray&lt;br /&gt;The ghosts of my night, come greet me at last&lt;br /&gt;This house of a dream, now nightmares of past&lt;br /&gt;How I want moments, to just never come&lt;br /&gt;I’d stop them all, I just don’t know where from&lt;br /&gt;All of my life, I just want to smile&lt;br /&gt;This feeling I get, it’s been a long while&lt;br /&gt;The tingles, the touch, I’ve missed all of this&lt;br /&gt;How my heart is now open, but sealed with a kiss&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got this body, just so full of song&lt;br /&gt;But my nails are torn off, from just hanging on&lt;br /&gt;A head that was hot, now a heart that’s so heated&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never be like that, the one who fucking cheated&lt;br /&gt;I want to smile, I’m about to explode&lt;br /&gt;A life full of joy, a trip that you've rode&lt;br /&gt;I love who I am, I love all who are here&lt;br /&gt;I can cry for them, but for you not a tear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-7762330616591391420?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/7762330616591391420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/7762330616591391420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/06/shed-not-tear.html' title='Shed Not A Tear..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-751988530767260077</id><published>2010-06-28T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T12:55:05.452-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Next Chapter..</title><content type='html'>Broken on the inside, bruised on the out&lt;br /&gt;Tell me your sweet dreams, and what they’re all about&lt;br /&gt;Glitter my soul, with your gentle kind words&lt;br /&gt;Fly together through life, spread wings like birds&lt;br /&gt;A fantasy so real, all we need is to believe&lt;br /&gt;All of my hopes that you’ll try to conceive &lt;br /&gt;I’ve got a handful for you, with love never-ending&lt;br /&gt;My letters of amazing, I’ll keep on sending&lt;br /&gt;A smile on your face, my reason for living&lt;br /&gt;The appreciation I get, I’ll keep on giving&lt;br /&gt;You’re a light in my tunnel, a hug to my kiss&lt;br /&gt;No pinpointing here, unexplainable is this&lt;br /&gt;You give me a reason, to once again feel&lt;br /&gt;I put my heart out there; all that’s left is to steal&lt;br /&gt;I won’t cut you open, or tear apart your scars&lt;br /&gt;I could caress you down, to the sound of passing cars&lt;br /&gt;A life so fragile, with eyes so sweet&lt;br /&gt;They cut me so soft, but without a defeat&lt;br /&gt;I’ll open my gates, and let you through&lt;br /&gt;Just know that it’s tough, but not without you&lt;br /&gt;Time is forever, we can outlast it all&lt;br /&gt;When we live on the edge, together we’ll fall&lt;br /&gt;When you’re not in sight, you’re still in my heart&lt;br /&gt;And how we will never, feel too far apart&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t let go, I’m almost near the top&lt;br /&gt;I can’t help my feelings, and I don’t want to stop&lt;br /&gt;I can’t help the now, but I hope for the after&lt;br /&gt;My life is my book, and I’m ready for the next chapter..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-751988530767260077?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/751988530767260077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/751988530767260077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/06/next-chapter.html' title='Next Chapter..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-6140246477410641525</id><published>2010-06-25T10:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T10:58:47.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Well Deserved..</title><content type='html'>You can look for a sign&lt;br /&gt;I’m right here, so hard to find&lt;br /&gt;I’ll scream in your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Tear your heart at the seams&lt;br /&gt;Flip you head over heels&lt;br /&gt;This is how miserable feels&lt;br /&gt;No longer will I have it&lt;br /&gt;Get rid of this bad habit&lt;br /&gt;Get this stench out of the air&lt;br /&gt;This life isn’t at all fucking fair&lt;br /&gt;I’ll move along please just let me&lt;br /&gt;Dropped to the side, someone come get me&lt;br /&gt;I’ll find myself likable&lt;br /&gt;What you crushed, not recyclable&lt;br /&gt;Open my eyes and spread my wings&lt;br /&gt;Life on top with all of the kings&lt;br /&gt;Fucked up my trust&lt;br /&gt;So move on I must&lt;br /&gt;I’ll live free, with no worries&lt;br /&gt;Your heart so cold and full of flurries&lt;br /&gt;My love is gentle, oh so kind&lt;br /&gt;What you did now, I hate to rewind&lt;br /&gt;Walk on don’t look back&lt;br /&gt;Never pick up any of your slack&lt;br /&gt;In need of a hand&lt;br /&gt;A feeling I can’t stand&lt;br /&gt;You dried me up&lt;br /&gt;Emptied my cup&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know how to get wetter&lt;br /&gt;But I do know now, that I deserve better&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-6140246477410641525?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/6140246477410641525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/6140246477410641525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/06/well-deserved.html' title='Well Deserved..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-8968491724469508389</id><published>2010-06-21T10:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T10:59:44.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever. Eyes.</title><content type='html'>Ever felt like you’re alone and so cold&lt;br /&gt;Like you just woke up, so tired of being what you’re told&lt;br /&gt;Escape your life, just to get out&lt;br /&gt;Because what you want, is what you cannot doubt&lt;br /&gt;Go away to a place, so safe, so sound&lt;br /&gt;No troubles at all, just a leap and bound&lt;br /&gt;Feel what you want, but want what you can’t&lt;br /&gt;Don’t let it drag you down, grow your roots like a plant&lt;br /&gt;Blossom so bright, so tall and strong&lt;br /&gt;As what you feel, is every which way but wrong&lt;br /&gt;Ever feel like the world is coming down&lt;br /&gt;Crushing over you, don’t let it bend your crown&lt;br /&gt;You’re out on top, but with a feeling so lonely&lt;br /&gt;In a world full of life, you feel like you’re the only&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t cry, don’t make me shed a tear&lt;br /&gt;The fairest of them all and I do not need a mirror&lt;br /&gt;I know what is right; I feel what I can’t explain&lt;br /&gt;A head full of thunder, and a heart so full of rain&lt;br /&gt;Ever want to drop, and fall off the face of Earth&lt;br /&gt;Feel so ashamed, and so low on your worth&lt;br /&gt;So worn out, and need a change of shoes&lt;br /&gt;Only you walking in them, and a heart with all the clues&lt;br /&gt;Just a stained glass, so dark, but bright&lt;br /&gt;Please give me deserving, just show me a light&lt;br /&gt;When everyone is down on you, pick yourself up&lt;br /&gt;A soul so empty, you need to fill your cup&lt;br /&gt;Move along with your dreams; look up to your hopes&lt;br /&gt;A heart full of knots, with everyone holding the ropes&lt;br /&gt;Ever feel, or just never wanted to at all&lt;br /&gt;A life so precious, you’ll break if you fall&lt;br /&gt;Just keep in mind, I’ll be here&lt;br /&gt;And when you feel that again, just know I'm near&lt;br /&gt;I will not forget, just what it is you do&lt;br /&gt;Know that my eyes are so looking out for you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-8968491724469508389?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/8968491724469508389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/8968491724469508389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/06/forever-eyes.html' title='Forever. Eyes.'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-6120834128775688776</id><published>2010-06-21T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T07:54:04.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart of Walls..</title><content type='html'>Did you really want me gone, or to be there for you&lt;br /&gt;After you left me, couldn’t tell you what I went through&lt;br /&gt;Wanting what you didn’t, I was sleeping in a dream&lt;br /&gt;How our past was so special, a perfect future it did seem&lt;br /&gt;Through all of your lies, I cut through like a friend&lt;br /&gt;I lived through this alone, and when close was the end&lt;br /&gt;I’m out on top, but so scarred from how you ripped&lt;br /&gt;Like I’m back from the dead, my soul is but a crypt&lt;br /&gt;Filling full of life, I will let it flow over&lt;br /&gt;I can live with my destiny, and I don’t need your clover&lt;br /&gt;So lucky inside, I feel the love around&lt;br /&gt;Smell of fresh starts, a voice so sweet of sound&lt;br /&gt;Where will I go, you’ve left me behind&lt;br /&gt;Pick up where I’m at, a goal of love I will find&lt;br /&gt;A hand to hold, with lips to kiss&lt;br /&gt;You can’t force the feeling, of absolute bliss&lt;br /&gt;Can’t help my feelings, this side of me is true&lt;br /&gt;I trusted my heart, as you broke it in two&lt;br /&gt;So fake to my face, you waited to hurt&lt;br /&gt;Kicked to the side, and thrown in the dirt&lt;br /&gt;All of my issues, with love and with trust&lt;br /&gt;Built up my walls, keeping my heart from this rust&lt;br /&gt;Learning how to live, without someone like you&lt;br /&gt;I can never forget my past, and how you filled it with blue&lt;br /&gt;Although I’ve found something, along my rocky way&lt;br /&gt;I can hope it doesn’t go, and so decides to stay&lt;br /&gt;It’s my own little secret, my hearts hidden treasure&lt;br /&gt;The feelings you built, cannot simply measure&lt;br /&gt;As I hope to disappear, you’ll still continue to feel&lt;br /&gt;I hope you found this worth it, as you’ve no time to heal&lt;br /&gt;No rush in my life, I’ve got all the time&lt;br /&gt;Punish me you will, deserving it a crime&lt;br /&gt;I’m better than that; you don’t know who I am&lt;br /&gt;Doors open to heaven, and those I won’t let you slam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-6120834128775688776?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/6120834128775688776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/6120834128775688776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/06/heart-of-walls.html' title='Heart of Walls..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-3183192285466267473</id><published>2010-06-11T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T08:02:19.787-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hopeless Heart</title><content type='html'>With a touch of your hand, a look in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You can break me down so fast, and make me realize&lt;br /&gt;What is real, is so far from fake&lt;br /&gt;I’ll give you my heart, and these tears you can take&lt;br /&gt;Please stitch me up, in need of a friend&lt;br /&gt;I want more in this life, but don’t want it to end&lt;br /&gt;My moments they come, but I want them to go&lt;br /&gt;When I’m not with you, rock bottom’s so low&lt;br /&gt;I’d run to the light, if I just had a heart&lt;br /&gt;Pick me up now, and please show me a start&lt;br /&gt;Legs are so sore, moving on and walking&lt;br /&gt;Break down my walls, and don’t stop talking&lt;br /&gt;Don’t deserve my past, but I’m ready for the better&lt;br /&gt;Take me from here, along with this letter&lt;br /&gt;My spirits are low, but my hope is so high&lt;br /&gt;Beautiful words, but never tell me a lie&lt;br /&gt;I’ve opened up now, my life is a book&lt;br /&gt;Fill my life again, so sorry for what she took&lt;br /&gt;All but scars, some scrapes, a big cut&lt;br /&gt;Doors wide open, and it will never again shut&lt;br /&gt;I’m loved for me, but I sure don’t love me&lt;br /&gt;Stricken with lies, I just want to be free&lt;br /&gt;With my heart on the line, so scared to death&lt;br /&gt;I’ll take a big gasp, and with one last breath&lt;br /&gt;Give what I’ve got, much more than enough&lt;br /&gt;A heart so empty, but so full of love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-3183192285466267473?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/3183192285466267473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/3183192285466267473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/06/hopeless-heart.html' title='Hopeless Heart'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-8545500852340556136</id><published>2010-06-09T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T06:47:30.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Afraid to Fade..</title><content type='html'>The moments we share, the times we’ve played&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t pause, I'm afraid to fade&lt;br /&gt;Our hands fit, like a missing piece&lt;br /&gt;Life’s little puzzle, amaze and never cease&lt;br /&gt;The air around, so clear and bright&lt;br /&gt;Bring it back with you, when you’re more in sight&lt;br /&gt;Bring it all back; just bring it back to me&lt;br /&gt;All the things you want, is everything you see&lt;br /&gt;Free your mind, open your wings and take flight&lt;br /&gt;Take all the sun from today, I’m on the moon tonight&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping alone, gravity floats me out of this crater&lt;br /&gt;I’m looking down, and I see nothing greater&lt;br /&gt;Happy faces, I’ll keep on going&lt;br /&gt;Can’t knock this wall down, but keep on blowing&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ever want to feel again, how you did me wrong&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never listen, so deaf, to what is our song&lt;br /&gt;Just take what you’ve got, please no more&lt;br /&gt;I’ve opened up wide, scars fucking sore&lt;br /&gt;A heart rebuilding, long after the storm&lt;br /&gt;Everyone knew, I was the last you’d inform&lt;br /&gt;No second chances so look back, and simply wonder&lt;br /&gt;How my head felt, my body sucked under&lt;br /&gt;I can’t explain to anyone, this feeling of bliss&lt;br /&gt;It’s all coming back, and me you’ll miss&lt;br /&gt;Gave up on our life, forfeited this chance&lt;br /&gt;I know that I am real, while you’re fake at first glance&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got something back, never thought I’d get&lt;br /&gt;Wipe my face clean, from the sour taste of your spit&lt;br /&gt;I’ll sharpen my skills, along with this blade&lt;br /&gt;Fearless forever, I’m not afraid to fade..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-8545500852340556136?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/8545500852340556136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/8545500852340556136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/06/afraid-to-fade.html' title='Afraid to Fade..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-5417008867040163498</id><published>2010-06-07T20:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T14:49:53.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Could've Been</title><content type='html'>Liquified like a blender, all mixed in my head&lt;br /&gt;From all that you've done, and the words that you said&lt;br /&gt;Now when will I see you, I don't really know&lt;br /&gt;You were always a friend, where did you go&lt;br /&gt;Hoping for a day, when my feelings come back&lt;br /&gt;So happy I'm alive, after this brutal attack&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I can try, hope to move along&lt;br /&gt;As I would've loved anything, but for you to be gone&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you what I think, but you won't even care&lt;br /&gt;I'd open my heart, but it is with this tear&lt;br /&gt;It'll take a toll on you, by taking me away&lt;br /&gt;You can forget all the times, but I'm here to stay&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to be closer, and for you to understand&lt;br /&gt;Pushing me away, a love forever banned&lt;br /&gt;Breaking me down, pulling at the seams&lt;br /&gt;Loving life without you, is now nothing but dreams&lt;br /&gt;Don't know when, I've taken enough&lt;br /&gt;But second thought yourself, it could've been love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-5417008867040163498?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/5417008867040163498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/5417008867040163498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/06/couldve-been.html' title='Could&apos;ve Been'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-3225931010523400636</id><published>2010-06-07T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T14:46:15.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Midnight Ponders.</title><content type='html'>Tonight I sat, and thought for a while&lt;br /&gt;The past put me down, but the future makes me smile&lt;br /&gt;But when the candle burns out, and there's no light&lt;br /&gt;I've done all I can, You've made me give up this fight&lt;br /&gt;I can't be your friend, it will mean too much&lt;br /&gt;Your skin I'll want to smell, and face I'll want to touch&lt;br /&gt;You made it hard, to say what's on my mind,&lt;br /&gt;You've slowed me down, running a little behind&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe why I put up with what you knew&lt;br /&gt;But realizing your love, was anything but true&lt;br /&gt;Life is really different, without your attention&lt;br /&gt;No one is here, just solitaire detention&lt;br /&gt;Sunken into this, takes a while to get out&lt;br /&gt;You put me on this road, I have no other route&lt;br /&gt;Shining my own light, it's not bright enough&lt;br /&gt;Getting kind of scared, but I've gotta be tough&lt;br /&gt;I was a reason to live, what all did you do&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could show you what the hell I've been through&lt;br /&gt;I wanted you here, wanted you to care&lt;br /&gt;Instead, I was wasted, so lonely and bare&lt;br /&gt;Like our bodies, they used to be together&lt;br /&gt;How I wanted these moments, just to last forever&lt;br /&gt;The feel of your lips, the want of a kiss&lt;br /&gt;I wanted love, but sure wasn't this..&lt;br /&gt;Nobody knows, just what's in my head&lt;br /&gt;For you are now done, that's the most that you've said&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-3225931010523400636?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/3225931010523400636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/3225931010523400636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/06/midnight-ponders.html' title='Midnight Ponders.'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-1791062554960025049</id><published>2010-06-07T13:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T13:58:54.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happily Ever..</title><content type='html'>I can’t sleep in a bed, next to me there’s a hole&lt;br /&gt;Can’t speak to the person, or my heart they stole&lt;br /&gt;Struggling for answers, I’ve solved on my own&lt;br /&gt;I’ve taught myself better, a whole body of stone&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got my mind loaded, my ammo packed tight&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom will lead you, to be afraid of the light&lt;br /&gt;That tunnel is dark, the walls built up high&lt;br /&gt;My life is much brighter, now that I get to fly&lt;br /&gt;I can help ones close, they know who they are&lt;br /&gt;They mean the world, but not in yours by far&lt;br /&gt;Got my laces on, I’ve tied both shoes&lt;br /&gt;I’ll walk away, as I’ve paid my dues &lt;br /&gt;Trip, tumble, and fall down once again&lt;br /&gt;I can’t help like you want, as you’ve thrown me in&lt;br /&gt;Had it out for me, you saw this coming&lt;br /&gt;Now I’m in the light, can you feel yourself numbing?&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had my eyes opened, they’re practically pried&lt;br /&gt;But only I can blink, and shut out how you lied&lt;br /&gt;Turn the other way, I can see hindsight&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got the mirrors now, and no more blindsight&lt;br /&gt;A new life in my arms, the world is now mine&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been shown the greatest, no more need for a sign&lt;br /&gt;I can’t explain how, or the way that I feel&lt;br /&gt;No one can understand, and that’s the best seal&lt;br /&gt;I know what’s true; I know what I’ve found&lt;br /&gt;How it makes me feel true, what a beautiful sound&lt;br /&gt;How it can make you crumble, and buckle at the knees&lt;br /&gt;This feeling that I have, and the soul that it frees&lt;br /&gt;As time will only tell, this story made of scars&lt;br /&gt;I will show them all, and break down all of my bars&lt;br /&gt;The one that can do this, no one will compare&lt;br /&gt;I could lay all day, and just simply stare&lt;br /&gt;I think I can go, and come down from the rafters&lt;br /&gt;I’m ready for mine, and all the happily ever afters..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-1791062554960025049?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1791062554960025049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1791062554960025049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/06/happily-ever.html' title='Happily Ever..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-7624552296627330058</id><published>2010-06-02T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T14:06:51.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling &amp; Healing</title><content type='html'>So lost in it all, but I know how to smile&lt;br /&gt;What I wouldn’t give, to have the heart of a child&lt;br /&gt;I’d show you how I feel, but I don’t want to twist&lt;br /&gt;That stomach’s tied up, from the way that we kissed&lt;br /&gt;My head is just a puzzle, with all the wrong pieces&lt;br /&gt;Nothing ever died off, the way we click just increases&lt;br /&gt;If I could only stop spinning, this sad world on a string&lt;br /&gt;I’d stop it all now, and show you everything&lt;br /&gt;Put stars in your eyes, dimples on your face&lt;br /&gt;Open the gates to this dream, a happy perfect place&lt;br /&gt;Maybe this happened, the last time we spoke&lt;br /&gt;I’m here to help now, to clear up the smoke&lt;br /&gt;I know there’s something here, no way we can’t deny&lt;br /&gt;And I sure don’t want, to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;All the words on Earth, could never explain&lt;br /&gt;The way the spark lit, under all of that rain&lt;br /&gt;Lay awake, and stare at the ceiling&lt;br /&gt;Never forget that, an unforgettable feeling&lt;br /&gt;Be true to yourself, don’t throw on a cover&lt;br /&gt;One step at a time, one right after the other&lt;br /&gt;Think about you, only your life&lt;br /&gt;It’s yours after all, and worth all of the strife&lt;br /&gt;To learn what you have, take all of the cues&lt;br /&gt;I’ll understand, but I can’t walk in your shoes&lt;br /&gt;Help you on your feet; I know that you’re dizzy&lt;br /&gt;Make your city streets, everything but busy&lt;br /&gt;I’m here all around; I know that you can feel me&lt;br /&gt;I’ll return the favor, oh how you helped to heal me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-7624552296627330058?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/7624552296627330058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/7624552296627330058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/06/feeling-healing.html' title='Feeling &amp; Healing'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-2856643525622299882</id><published>2010-06-01T12:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T13:25:35.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Precious..</title><content type='html'>You sure as hell can’t, predict your own future,&lt;br /&gt;Or add enough paint, to your pretty little picture&lt;br /&gt;What’s left of all that, could only be a fable&lt;br /&gt;Reach inside, and put your heart on the table&lt;br /&gt;You don’t know what you want, until you have all that you don’t &lt;br /&gt;All the diamonds want to shine, if you let them but you won’t&lt;br /&gt;I’ll tear down those ugly walls, and leave you with a roof&lt;br /&gt;Keep it from raining on you, make it happy, be your proof&lt;br /&gt;I can’t say I’ve felt, this way for a while&lt;br /&gt;Never had my face aching, from how you make me smile&lt;br /&gt;The joy that can be brought, all things that I felt&lt;br /&gt;I forgot but never died, loved the way that you smelt&lt;br /&gt;The softness of your damp hair, aroma on your skin&lt;br /&gt;We’re both losing a long race, but together we can win&lt;br /&gt;You can hate the stares, but I’ll look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt;Almost like forever, but how the time flies&lt;br /&gt;You can make me nervous, be a step in my pace&lt;br /&gt;It all tumbles down though, when I look at your face&lt;br /&gt;So true to my words, no room for the lies&lt;br /&gt;Put your guard down, no need for a disguise&lt;br /&gt;I could lay for eternity, so happy, just silent&lt;br /&gt;Get away from the day, and the world that’s so violent&lt;br /&gt;A small dark soul, be the light in my cellar&lt;br /&gt;I’ll remind you of extraordinary, guaranteed to show you stellar&lt;br /&gt;I can’t explain my stomach, just one million butterflies&lt;br /&gt;When I come near you, can’t take my mind off your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You’ve opened my doors, and super-glued the locks&lt;br /&gt;Taken my defense down, no longer concrete blocks&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was done, and kicked to the curb&lt;br /&gt;Given me new hope, and a feeling so superb&lt;br /&gt;I’m here to stay, I’ve learned from my scars&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t need a wish, when your eyes are shooting stars..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-2856643525622299882?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/2856643525622299882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/2856643525622299882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/06/precious.html' title='Precious..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-4789730565295314257</id><published>2010-05-28T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T08:03:36.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless Bed Of Lies..</title><content type='html'>Close my eyes, and try to sleep&lt;br /&gt;Forget about it all, no more need to weep&lt;br /&gt;Try to dream, just like I used to&lt;br /&gt;Mind like my heart, been abused too&lt;br /&gt;Not looking back, but so hard to see ahead&lt;br /&gt;Just want to sleep forever, in a clean conscious bed&lt;br /&gt;Looking back, at how you did me&lt;br /&gt;That night if only, you were trying to kid me&lt;br /&gt;It’s all real now, how do you like it&lt;br /&gt;Racing on by, I’m on the side just going to bike it&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and do, what you think is so right&lt;br /&gt;Giving all you want, I can no longer fight&lt;br /&gt;This nightmare is real, no need to pinch me&lt;br /&gt;Pushing away, no one will ever again clench me&lt;br /&gt;I’m losing ground; I’m slipping soon to leave&lt;br /&gt;Won’t look into your eyes, all they do is deceive&lt;br /&gt;I can’t sit still, just here to toss and turn&lt;br /&gt;Fire in my heart, kiss the cross and burn&lt;br /&gt;Lay in the ash, a body so dark&lt;br /&gt;As life is a story without a bookmark&lt;br /&gt;I want to close it, along with my mind&lt;br /&gt;As you jet by, I’ll just fly behind&lt;br /&gt;Wish these covers, could hide just what occurred &lt;br /&gt;Think you got it made, get your eyes checked, vision blurred&lt;br /&gt;I think I’m fine, but know that I’m not&lt;br /&gt;Still sleeping on the couch, waiting for feelings to rot&lt;br /&gt;I’m going soon; I’ll no longer be around&lt;br /&gt;Get what you want now; you’re going to lose me and all you found&lt;br /&gt;Trying to fall, not even a twitch&lt;br /&gt;Judge me how you want, but never call you a bitch&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never be back, but that’s how I’ll lay&lt;br /&gt;Do you like you have, I think I’ll be okay&lt;br /&gt;And if I die, before I wake&lt;br /&gt;I pray the Lord, my soul take&lt;br /&gt;For I am so real, can’t even touch fake&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-4789730565295314257?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/4789730565295314257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/4789730565295314257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/05/sleepless-bed-of-lies.html' title='Sleepless Bed Of Lies..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-1769619059662992023</id><published>2010-05-25T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T07:02:32.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nightmare Reminders</title><content type='html'>You’ll take what you want, and you’ll leave me alone&lt;br /&gt;With nothing that I asked for, and you won’t touch the phone&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted this, I can’t stand the change&lt;br /&gt;I have no answers, and you’re nowhere in range&lt;br /&gt;Your life is oh so great, and just so grand&lt;br /&gt;What you did will haunt me, just an ass kicked and canned&lt;br /&gt;The things I’ve heard, versus what I believe&lt;br /&gt;What if I was the heartless one, to pack up and leave&lt;br /&gt;What I gave to you, I’ll never be as kind&lt;br /&gt;To another one so special, likely waiting in line&lt;br /&gt;I’ve awoken to bleeding, and standing up screaming&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I wish, I was all but dreaming&lt;br /&gt;Made me feel secure, and then left with it all&lt;br /&gt;You never came around, just watching while I fall&lt;br /&gt;Not a sorry heart, just empty and hollow&lt;br /&gt;A perfect example, of what I won’t follow&lt;br /&gt;Things you hid, your perfect silent scandal&lt;br /&gt;And how you think this was, just something I could handle&lt;br /&gt;I think I can, if I just make it out alive&lt;br /&gt;My heart is fucking racing, and waiting to arrive&lt;br /&gt;I want my voice back, I want to speak out&lt;br /&gt;From the top of my lungs, to ask everything I doubt&lt;br /&gt;I’d blow out ash, from a heart of fire&lt;br /&gt;I’ll push how I can, this cart of desire&lt;br /&gt;Taking all my faith, holding all my truth&lt;br /&gt;I’ve built up my walls, but you’re still my roof&lt;br /&gt;I know I’m not immortal, but so sensitive&lt;br /&gt;Turning back time, is all that I’d give&lt;br /&gt;I’ve etched you in me, but no heart of stone&lt;br /&gt;Just a lost soul, hopeless and alone&lt;br /&gt;All over this body, you wrote defeated on me&lt;br /&gt;But that will be the last time, you ever cheated on me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-1769619059662992023?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1769619059662992023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1769619059662992023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/05/nightmare-reminders.html' title='Nightmare Reminders'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-6524432865607762613</id><published>2010-05-24T07:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T12:29:16.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Concrete Ambitions..</title><content type='html'>Please help me climb these stairs of hell&lt;br /&gt;So I can shake this curse that came from your spell&lt;br /&gt;These legs are tired, they’ve taken me away&lt;br /&gt;Seems the higher I go, the harder I will lay&lt;br /&gt;I’m climbing to the top, you can pretend to care&lt;br /&gt;Already feel the breeze, and that smell is in the air&lt;br /&gt;It’s all gone like you want, and I couldn’t say a word&lt;br /&gt;I’ll take what you give, and then fly like a bird&lt;br /&gt;Standing on the ledge, as I see all of this dream&lt;br /&gt;How it was all worse, than you ever made it seem&lt;br /&gt;When will you realize, all that has happened?&lt;br /&gt;How you took everything of mine, and all that I imagined&lt;br /&gt;You took it with you, never wanting to be seen&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t either though; as your soul cannot be clean&lt;br /&gt;My arms spread wide, my eyes start to close&lt;br /&gt;As the wind holds me up, I’ll lean as it blows&lt;br /&gt;I’m beginning to let go, when all I needed was a hand&lt;br /&gt;You wouldn’t help me at all, too busy with your plan&lt;br /&gt;Starting to slip, I’m so ready to go&lt;br /&gt;I’m so high up, for no longer am I low&lt;br /&gt;As the wind picks up, I know that I am falling&lt;br /&gt;After all this time passed, you’re still not calling&lt;br /&gt;Too late to show it now, and never again&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes with me, and say an amen&lt;br /&gt;You've shown me enough, all but nothing that I like&lt;br /&gt;The faster this is over, it just reminds me of your strike&lt;br /&gt;I never wanted this, I didn’t want you to quit&lt;br /&gt;No idea it would come to this, along with all the fucking shit&lt;br /&gt;As I go down, I’ll sing you a song&lt;br /&gt;Now you can be happy, just telling him I’m gone&lt;br /&gt;And when I land, it won’t be on my feet&lt;br /&gt;For I am strong, but I'm not concrete&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-6524432865607762613?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/6524432865607762613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/6524432865607762613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/05/concrete-ambitions.html' title='Concrete Ambitions..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-2737533388538616006</id><published>2010-05-13T08:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-13T08:23:04.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost In Sleep..</title><content type='html'>What you want, is what you’ll never find&lt;br /&gt;For it is the best thing, that you’ve ever left behind&lt;br /&gt;And when you want to say, all that you want&lt;br /&gt;You’ll need a mirror for me, because I won’t be up front&lt;br /&gt;I’ve done what I can, won’t let me do more&lt;br /&gt;So tired of moving on, these feet are so sore&lt;br /&gt;We’re bound by words, that you turned into glass&lt;br /&gt;Lashing through my heart, how it happened so fast&lt;br /&gt;Like a gunshot, over so quick, but so full of pain&lt;br /&gt;I can wash myself over, but this blood will sure stain&lt;br /&gt;And when you want to help, like you ever did&lt;br /&gt;You can help by digging, and closing the lid&lt;br /&gt;On all the stars, dreams, and the thought of the night&lt;br /&gt;You’ll need to close your eyes, to see what’s right&lt;br /&gt;And with my eyes wide open, I might have to squint&lt;br /&gt;To see where the end is, and see where I went&lt;br /&gt;I can pretend, and I can dream away from here&lt;br /&gt;Life is just my pillow, and I’ll sleep fine my dear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-2737533388538616006?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/2737533388538616006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/2737533388538616006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/05/lost-in-sleep.html' title='Lost In Sleep..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-143336955243015298</id><published>2010-05-12T08:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T08:35:21.120-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Awake. To. Heartbreak.</title><content type='html'>Something’s are never set in stone,&lt;br /&gt;But your feelings are, and this I’ve known&lt;br /&gt;From tears to the fears and all I hear&lt;br /&gt;For all I wanted was someone near&lt;br /&gt;A care, and someone to miss,&lt;br /&gt;Let me know, I need to get used to this&lt;br /&gt;Asleep alone, the ghosts are around&lt;br /&gt;So tired of this, just so dumbfound&lt;br /&gt;I’ll walk these streets, in the pitch black dark&lt;br /&gt;I know where I’m headed, just not ready to park&lt;br /&gt;I’ve paid my toll; I’ve worn through the time&lt;br /&gt;Being punished like this, like I committed a crime&lt;br /&gt;Turning my back, and just looking up&lt;br /&gt;Good luck with all that, getting busy, hooking up&lt;br /&gt;I know you won’t talk, because you’ve got nothing nice&lt;br /&gt;Full of bad news, stay positive, thank God I’m wise&lt;br /&gt;I’m full hearted, so true and full of compassion&lt;br /&gt;Another heart on that sleeve, wear it like it’s a new fashion&lt;br /&gt;I’d be afraid, and be sleeping with the lights on&lt;br /&gt;It’s like a tune in my head, but I can’t find the right song&lt;br /&gt;Just do what you do, while I do me&lt;br /&gt;No one else does it better, and this you’ll see&lt;br /&gt;The hole I’m in, the pain I’ve felt&lt;br /&gt;And how you took my heart, and made it melt&lt;br /&gt;How can I forgive, fuck, how can I lose it&lt;br /&gt;Like a ticking time bomb, and you won’t defuse it&lt;br /&gt;Can’t wait til it goes, I can’t wait til the rain&lt;br /&gt;And it all comes down, just makes you insane&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to my life, wow, what a nice greeting&lt;br /&gt;As this is all I’ve got from you, and this is what you’re feeding&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-143336955243015298?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/143336955243015298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/143336955243015298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/05/awake-to-heartbreak.html' title='Awake. To. Heartbreak.'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-3555676428323827122</id><published>2010-05-11T07:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T07:39:15.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunken Sadness Sleeps..</title><content type='html'>The bags are packed, I ran out of tries&lt;br /&gt;Friends are gone, I’ve said my goodbyes&lt;br /&gt;Hope your half is greener, as mine’s a shade of blue&lt;br /&gt;Painted with clouds, that all came from you&lt;br /&gt;As the rain comes down, and washes out the bad&lt;br /&gt;You’ll be off, locking out your heart, iron clad&lt;br /&gt;Riding the shoulder of life, just wanting a sign&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been yielding the whole way, on this thin white line &lt;br /&gt;When thunder claps, it feels like my heart&lt;br /&gt;And once I think of you, the skipping will start&lt;br /&gt;Any word you say, is enough for me&lt;br /&gt;But the love I have, has been set free&lt;br /&gt;As I sit in nirvana, from the explosion of hate&lt;br /&gt;I’ll know where I’m at, but no patience for my fate&lt;br /&gt;For all of the if’s, how’s, and if I only knew when&lt;br /&gt;Won’t help me bring back, the taste of soap on your skin&lt;br /&gt;I can daze, forget, and sure as hell dream&lt;br /&gt;It can’t wake me from this nightmare, or vicious fucking scheme&lt;br /&gt;Please shake me, to see if I’m alive&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t know I’d make it out, or even survive&lt;br /&gt;The biggest lesson I’ve learned, I want to forget&lt;br /&gt;To ever love again, this thought is on the shelf to sit&lt;br /&gt;And may the dust pile up, as the sun makes it fade&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of my ocean, I’ll drown in the wave&lt;br /&gt;Thought this was bottom, but now I see rocks&lt;br /&gt;As you find it all useless, the texts, and the talks&lt;br /&gt;Please if you must, drop me off in the deep&lt;br /&gt;Where I can be at peace, and where I can sleep&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to hurt, but that’s all I can feel&lt;br /&gt;What you’ve done here, want so bad to appeal&lt;br /&gt;You can forget, but you’re my distraction&lt;br /&gt;I’ll always look to you, for my satisfaction&lt;br /&gt;I cannot die, my heart is too strong&lt;br /&gt;A shattered one it may be, but it is never wrong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-3555676428323827122?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/3555676428323827122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/3555676428323827122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/05/sunken-sadness-sleeps.html' title='Sunken Sadness Sleeps..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-7127974066255577536</id><published>2010-05-11T06:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T06:33:39.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forget....</title><content type='html'>Forget her name, forget her face, &lt;br /&gt;Forget her kiss, her warm embrace. &lt;br /&gt;Forget the love that you once knew, &lt;br /&gt;Remember she now, has someone new. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget her when they play your song, &lt;br /&gt;Forget you cried the whole night long. &lt;br /&gt;Forget when the lights were dim &lt;br /&gt;Remember she has now chosen him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget you memorized her walk, &lt;br /&gt;Forget the way she used to talk &lt;br /&gt;Forget the things she used to say, &lt;br /&gt;Remember now she has gone away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget her laugh, Forget her grin &lt;br /&gt;Forget the dimple on her chin &lt;br /&gt;Forget the way she held you tight &lt;br /&gt;Remember, she's with him tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget the time that went so fast &lt;br /&gt;Forget the love that now is past &lt;br /&gt;For she said she'd leave you never, &lt;br /&gt;Remember now she's gone forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-7127974066255577536?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/7127974066255577536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/7127974066255577536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/05/forget.html' title='Forget....'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-128736631714305280</id><published>2010-05-05T11:23:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T11:23:28.727-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Me I'll Never Be</title><content type='html'>In the dark, I’ll awake&lt;br /&gt;The nightmare I had, was all but fake&lt;br /&gt;As real as I am, what has been taken&lt;br /&gt;Feelings inside, both stirred and shaken&lt;br /&gt;My bones are dry, my muscles are weak&lt;br /&gt;For what I want, I’ll forever seek&lt;br /&gt;My hands are empty, with no one to hold&lt;br /&gt;With a mind so jaded, but a heart of gold&lt;br /&gt;No one to want it, for they want it nowhere near&lt;br /&gt;Stitch up the skin, and use your words to sear&lt;br /&gt;Skinned up knees, so tired of falling&lt;br /&gt;So close to me, but you’re not calling&lt;br /&gt;Wonder where I went, can’t ponder it enough&lt;br /&gt;I think I’ll just fold, and call you a bluff&lt;br /&gt;Friends until the end, as my body slowly dies&lt;br /&gt;Just throw me under, but close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;For I want to dream, and I want to be free&lt;br /&gt;If I can’t do this, then the me I’ll never be&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-128736631714305280?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/128736631714305280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/128736631714305280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/05/me-ill-never-be.html' title='The Me I&apos;ll Never Be'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-3688896526332229458</id><published>2010-04-30T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T10:29:13.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>At Wick's End..</title><content type='html'>This hot wax, dripping from life’s candle&lt;br /&gt;Wanting for it to cool, so it’s something I could handle&lt;br /&gt;The light it gives off, the flame that it burns&lt;br /&gt;Like a roller coaster, with the stomachs that it turns&lt;br /&gt;Making me sick, never to stop spinning&lt;br /&gt;At this time, the candle’s the one winning&lt;br /&gt;Burning it all down, as the wax piles&lt;br /&gt;Down to the ground, while taking all the smiles&lt;br /&gt;As you’re the flame, and I’m the wick&lt;br /&gt;I’ll last til the end, and you’ll go out quick&lt;br /&gt;Flicker in the wind, the sweet smell of smoke&lt;br /&gt;Melting at both ends, this middle is broke&lt;br /&gt;Falling off the shelf, setting all ablaze&lt;br /&gt;This fire inside, will be sure to amaze&lt;br /&gt;Everything real, will soon go to ash&lt;br /&gt;Blow away with it all, pour no more fucking gas&lt;br /&gt;I’ve smothered what I have, along with the coals&lt;br /&gt;Bury it deep, inside never ending holes&lt;br /&gt;What I have left, has all but melted&lt;br /&gt;Warm from the heat, but I’ve always felt it&lt;br /&gt;Living in this room, so quiet, so dark&lt;br /&gt;Strong as a stone, all I need is a spark..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-3688896526332229458?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/3688896526332229458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/3688896526332229458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/04/at-wicks-end.html' title='At Wick&apos;s End..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-1589362716471842642</id><published>2010-04-29T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T11:37:32.478-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Arms Wide Shut.</title><content type='html'>Silly smiles and stolen hearts,&lt;br /&gt;How we’ll never learn where love starts&lt;br /&gt;Trashed feelings, and vandalized emotions,&lt;br /&gt;No more tears for our flooded oceans.&lt;br /&gt;Troublemakers and terrorists of this town,&lt;br /&gt;How did we get to this, to be so far down?&lt;br /&gt;Stripped of my lining, and skinned to the bone,&lt;br /&gt;Let me slip away, this house is not a home.&lt;br /&gt;Hollow on the inside, but learning how to feel&lt;br /&gt;While the people outside, are spinning my wheel&lt;br /&gt;Take my dose, and start the day&lt;br /&gt;Pave my road; I’m well on my way&lt;br /&gt;I’ll hang around, but not by a string,&lt;br /&gt;So far away, you won’t feel a thing&lt;br /&gt;The crack in your voice, and the edge of your knife,&lt;br /&gt;This is where I am; the doubt in your life.&lt;br /&gt;Sitting here, drawing pictures of my past,&lt;br /&gt;Think about it, and how nothing good will ever last&lt;br /&gt;The perfect will stay, oh how I wish it would come&lt;br /&gt;So sick of bottled meals, making me feel numb&lt;br /&gt;Under my skin, I feel you still stirring&lt;br /&gt;I’ll cut it out, and keep it from recurring&lt;br /&gt;Don’t want reminders of what I had dreamed&lt;br /&gt;Family, kids, and how perfect it had seemed&lt;br /&gt;Like a gunshot, and the blink of an eye,&lt;br /&gt;A hole in my heart, good God I'm still alive&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to move, I don’t want to smile,&lt;br /&gt;Don’t want to remember, that sour taste of bile &lt;br /&gt;Sharpen the edge, slow falling, barely loose&lt;br /&gt;Please cut it down, I left my heart on a noose&lt;br /&gt;I’m screaming from the inside, and you’ll now never listen&lt;br /&gt;As it was the one I loved before, that I’m forever missin’&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-1589362716471842642?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1589362716471842642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1589362716471842642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/04/arms-wide-shut.html' title='Arms Wide Shut.'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-7754997684583553574</id><published>2010-04-28T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T10:10:28.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-Broken-Mirrored-Images-</title><content type='html'>Distract me from the night&lt;br /&gt;Make me feel right&lt;br /&gt;Take me from here &lt;br /&gt;Show me the light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please calm my shaking&lt;br /&gt;From all the hurt I’m taking&lt;br /&gt;Wake me from this haunting&lt;br /&gt;And the nightmare she is making&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve paved my road with tears&lt;br /&gt;From all the trouble and fears&lt;br /&gt;Finding it not worth it&lt;br /&gt;As she’s the one with broken mirrors&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see myself in mine&lt;br /&gt;To you everything is fine&lt;br /&gt;I’ll go on living&lt;br /&gt;In the sketch of my design&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crumbled letter&lt;br /&gt;From when it was better&lt;br /&gt;I’ll hold it in my hands&lt;br /&gt;And remember when I met her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-7754997684583553574?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/7754997684583553574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/7754997684583553574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/04/broken-mirrored-images.html' title='-Broken-Mirrored-Images-'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-7071888459599649147</id><published>2010-04-27T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T08:56:45.778-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angelic Chatter.</title><content type='html'>I can only dream of that one perfect place&lt;br /&gt;The one I will be with, not just a pretty face&lt;br /&gt;Eyes of the heavens please open the gates&lt;br /&gt;Footsteps coming closer, my heart beats and waits&lt;br /&gt;What’s in store, please don’t scare me this time&lt;br /&gt;So afraid of life, as my anxiety will climb&lt;br /&gt;What can I do, and who can I trust&lt;br /&gt;I want to give my all, and to be a part of lust&lt;br /&gt;Please hold me back, from doing what I’d like&lt;br /&gt;Showing you who you are will cost, a lifelike turnpike&lt;br /&gt;Always looking forward, without looking back&lt;br /&gt;Keeps me from seeing you, as now you will attack&lt;br /&gt;What we built can never be replaced&lt;br /&gt;I went through the useless with the problems I faced&lt;br /&gt;Seeing my angel, like the light from afar&lt;br /&gt;Just hope it’s not you in an oncoming car&lt;br /&gt;She’ll take me away, where love will be our peace&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be so far gone, for she’ll now be my sweet release&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be myself again, but too soon to love&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be patiently waiting, for my one from above&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-7071888459599649147?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/7071888459599649147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/7071888459599649147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/04/angelic-chatter.html' title='Angelic Chatter.'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-6637934272208683448</id><published>2010-04-27T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T08:24:25.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So Bittersweet....</title><content type='html'>If words could describe my feelings, it wouldn’t be so quiet&lt;br /&gt;If I were with you, I could sleep better tonight&lt;br /&gt;If the taste of the end didn’t taste like shit,&lt;br /&gt;I'd kiss you and let you know, I'm true for it&lt;br /&gt;If I didn't scare you when emotions expose&lt;br /&gt;The life of you in me will not let go&lt;br /&gt;The grasp you have on me, without being here&lt;br /&gt;What my feelings tell me is that it’s you I fear&lt;br /&gt;Tired of being hurt, and the laughter filled revenge&lt;br /&gt;I’m not deserving of this, but I’ll sure as hell avenge&lt;br /&gt;What made you forget, what made you this way&lt;br /&gt;The one I love is gone; no longer part of the play&lt;br /&gt;Keep bringing it down, I’ll see you from the top&lt;br /&gt;My head will be in the clouds, sunshine will be nonstop&lt;br /&gt;My dreams I have, keep them from you&lt;br /&gt;I can imagine what I dream, you can’t take those too&lt;br /&gt;Please if you want, just finish what you started&lt;br /&gt;Be gone forever, I never want to be parted&lt;br /&gt;If you could understand, this is quite a long time,&lt;br /&gt;If only you knew what goes through this head of mine&lt;br /&gt;You would pay more attention, but its okay,&lt;br /&gt;You're in my head, and you’re there to stay&lt;br /&gt;I'll take you places with me like my imaginary friend,&lt;br /&gt;Pretend I taste you, instead of this rotten taste that’s the end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-6637934272208683448?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/6637934272208683448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/6637934272208683448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/04/so-bittersweet.html' title='So Bittersweet....'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-6804484133432943078</id><published>2010-04-26T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T12:54:44.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Friend Of The End</title><content type='html'>You can say you’re my friend but you’ll never call&lt;br /&gt;Say you’re my pedestal, but you just make me fall&lt;br /&gt;In my dreams you’re here when I pretend&lt;br /&gt;By my side, hold my hand, and just be my friend&lt;br /&gt;Important to you, I’m now off your list&lt;br /&gt;You’ve written it with blood from my white knuckled fist&lt;br /&gt;From being my family, the next, being gone&lt;br /&gt;You say it feels right, when it's so fucking wrong&lt;br /&gt;I’m between a bullet and its hollow pointed plan&lt;br /&gt;Straight through my back, I've got my heart in my hand&lt;br /&gt;Not finding it at all worth any of my while&lt;br /&gt;This dark scary tunnel stretches on mile after mile&lt;br /&gt;The world is crumbling, the skies soon crashing&lt;br /&gt;I’m coming down like you wanted, with all of your bashing&lt;br /&gt;I just want to be over, just please let me rot&lt;br /&gt;Am I supposed to be happy, when nothing’s what I’ve got?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-6804484133432943078?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/6804484133432943078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/6804484133432943078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/04/friend-of-end.html' title='A Friend Of The End'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-8180609953649765152</id><published>2010-04-21T13:01:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T13:01:50.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Writing Empty Pages Of Life"</title><content type='html'>I’ve got to stay strong, I have to believe&lt;br /&gt;That my day will soon come, and she will never leave&lt;br /&gt;The angel to my heaven, making life no longer tough&lt;br /&gt;She'll make everything shimmer, my diamond in the rough&lt;br /&gt;With eyes of the ocean, so endless and free&lt;br /&gt;The body that makes dreams, and all they want to be&lt;br /&gt;She’ll sleep in my arms, as I am her cradle&lt;br /&gt;Such a comfortable life, never felt so stable&lt;br /&gt;She can teach me new love, and show me new light&lt;br /&gt;As this tunnel was dark, it’s never been so bright&lt;br /&gt;Bathe in each other, and let our love soak&lt;br /&gt;Dream about our future, as our past is just a joke&lt;br /&gt;Miss each other daily, how I can’t wait for her touch&lt;br /&gt;Come home to her love, get lost in her so much&lt;br /&gt;I’ll love her laugh that follows her smile&lt;br /&gt;She’s irresistible, and so worth my while&lt;br /&gt;Forget about the negatives, and those who lied&lt;br /&gt;Stand by my girl; I’m forever by her side&lt;br /&gt;We will be our everything, so perfect together&lt;br /&gt;Happiness will flow, and may it stay this way forever&lt;br /&gt;If she’s ever in trouble, my hand I will be lending&lt;br /&gt;Life’s a sad story, with only one happy ending..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-8180609953649765152?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/8180609953649765152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/8180609953649765152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/04/writing-empty-pages-of-life_21.html' title='&quot;Writing Empty Pages Of Life&quot;'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-7477006394245562979</id><published>2010-04-21T13:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T13:01:22.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Immune.</title><content type='html'>Am I at home, or just alone&lt;br /&gt;The ring in my ear won’t stop&lt;br /&gt;Disconnect the telephone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Close my eyes hallucinate&lt;br /&gt;Can I just sleep through it&lt;br /&gt;And wake up to my fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I blink and disappear&lt;br /&gt;Right over the horizon&lt;br /&gt;Can’t wait until I can steer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to dream while still awake&lt;br /&gt;My eyes belong to the stars&lt;br /&gt; And my own Heaven I will make&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dust off and polish my mind&lt;br /&gt;Shake out bad memories&lt;br /&gt;I can wait for the one I’ll find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open windows for my lungs to breathe&lt;br /&gt;Let the sun shine on in&lt;br /&gt;Imagine my past as just the breeze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doors to the lights swung open wide&lt;br /&gt;Please dim them down low&lt;br /&gt;As time is one thing, I’ve got on my side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Used up and worn like denim&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be guarded &lt;br /&gt;Won’t take another sip of your venom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-7477006394245562979?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/7477006394245562979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/7477006394245562979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/04/immune.html' title='Immune.'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-1171844936465804356</id><published>2010-04-20T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T13:02:34.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scars Are Forever..</title><content type='html'>I would’ve seen this coming&lt;br /&gt;If I had eyes in the back of my head&lt;br /&gt;Easier to think of yourself&lt;br /&gt;As I’ll toss, tumble and turn in my makeshift bed&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be fine with this&lt;br /&gt;At least everyone thinks&lt;br /&gt;Go on with my days&lt;br /&gt;Every step I take, the further this heart sinks&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know how you’ll make it&lt;br /&gt;With all the bridges you’ve burned&lt;br /&gt;Our home that you wrecked&lt;br /&gt;Oh sweetheart how the tables have turned&lt;br /&gt;If you could’ve said anything&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure we would have made it&lt;br /&gt;Tumbled up in this mess&lt;br /&gt;Washed up, all your colors faded&lt;br /&gt;No turning back&lt;br /&gt;I hope you think this is fine&lt;br /&gt;So tired of being told no&lt;br /&gt;But won’t give up on tryin’&lt;br /&gt;I’ll find mine&lt;br /&gt;And it will be about me&lt;br /&gt;I’ll cut my ties&lt;br /&gt;How good it feels to be set free&lt;br /&gt;To look into the eyes&lt;br /&gt;I’ve searched the world over&lt;br /&gt;A timeless gaze&lt;br /&gt;Put me drunk in love, I’ll never be sober&lt;br /&gt;Travelling every fork in my road&lt;br /&gt;Discover a new endeavor &lt;br /&gt;Won’t wear my heart on my sleeve&lt;br /&gt;But I’ll remember these scars forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-1171844936465804356?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1171844936465804356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1171844936465804356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/04/scars-are-forever.html' title='Scars Are Forever..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-5986857645493030889</id><published>2010-04-19T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T12:53:34.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'>-Victim-Of-Theft-</title><content type='html'>Bring it under&lt;br /&gt;Feel the fighting&lt;br /&gt;Hurt the pain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roll the thunder&lt;br /&gt;Strike the lightning&lt;br /&gt;Dry the rain&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;Rip this chest&lt;br /&gt;Pull out the heart&lt;br /&gt;Nothing left&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Try my best&lt;br /&gt;Want a new start&lt;br /&gt;A victim of theft&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;Pay for what’s done&lt;br /&gt;We all move on&lt;br /&gt;What’s next in store?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can’t keep me from fun&lt;br /&gt;I’ll find what’s gone&lt;br /&gt;Sew up what you tore&lt;br /&gt;- - - - - - - - - - -&lt;br /&gt;Friends in holy places&lt;br /&gt;Love runs deep&lt;br /&gt;Selfishness is shallow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting smiles on faces&lt;br /&gt;Never fallen so steep&lt;br /&gt;With a heart so hollow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-5986857645493030889?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/5986857645493030889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/5986857645493030889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/04/victim-of-theft.html' title='-Victim-Of-Theft-'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-2843629980596552798</id><published>2010-04-14T11:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T11:54:49.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day Reminds Me...</title><content type='html'>As the sun rises up, dew on grass sparkles like glitter,&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of your eyes, and how they'd make me jitter.&lt;br /&gt;The trees are rustling, by the wind of fresh air,&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of your smell, and the softness in your hair.&lt;br /&gt;Clouds tumbling by, the sky is so blue,&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of your touch, and all it could do.&lt;br /&gt;The shadows change shape, as the sun goes across,&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of our times we shared, now every bit of your loss.&lt;br /&gt;The sky shades pink, the lights dim down low,&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of laying next to you, and the places we would go.&lt;br /&gt;The sun slowly sets over this city's jagged line,&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me this is your sky and not at all mine.&lt;br /&gt;The lightning bugs flicker, as there's crackle from the fire,&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of love, and how you're all that I desire.&lt;br /&gt;The night grows dark, the stars begin to peek,&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of emotions shared, as the tears start to leak.&lt;br /&gt;Pitch black in the abyss, crickets are my company,&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of our love we had, the huge sound of a symphony.&lt;br /&gt;Laying in this void, my eyes are wide shut,&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of the hearts we had, so full and uncut.&lt;br /&gt;The moon glows in, as the silence settles down,&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of all you want, as I’ll be renowned.&lt;br /&gt;Creaks in this house, spider’s webs are now spun,&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of everything, and how everything is done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-2843629980596552798?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/2843629980596552798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/2843629980596552798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/04/day-reminds-me.html' title='The Day Reminds Me...'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-3984991480729461291</id><published>2010-04-14T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T13:02:50.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dark-Heart</title><content type='html'>The days seem longer as loneliness grows old,&lt;br /&gt;This room is getting bitter, from a heart so cold&lt;br /&gt;Searching for my soul, and all that it needs&lt;br /&gt;Running on fumes, you were the fuel that it feeds&lt;br /&gt;I can do this for me, since you’re nowhere around&lt;br /&gt;Grow myself strong; what was lost is what I’ve found&lt;br /&gt;Hidden beneath all the troublesome thoughts&lt;br /&gt;You’ve given me this, a body full of knots&lt;br /&gt;A head full of visions I don’t want to see&lt;br /&gt;Bars over my mind that I can’t set free&lt;br /&gt;Sleepless nights, chaotic days&lt;br /&gt;A beating heart, turned into a maze&lt;br /&gt;No way out, you can’t turn back&lt;br /&gt;You’ve got me by the heart, and this is what I lack&lt;br /&gt;Answers to it all, to see the finish line&lt;br /&gt;May take years, but with me this is fine.&lt;br /&gt;Out of this I can make a home in this place,&lt;br /&gt;May be hurtful, but I’ll finish this race,&lt;br /&gt;And one way or another, I’ll fix this mangled face.&lt;br /&gt;Distorted from the gossip, torn apart from the lies&lt;br /&gt;Give me something true, it’s the way you love that I despise&lt;br /&gt;Words from your lips, to comfort, and to hold&lt;br /&gt;To let go of all of this, can’t believe your love is sold&lt;br /&gt;Give me a sign along this road of hurt and pain&lt;br /&gt;Sitting on the shoulder, in a downpour of rain&lt;br /&gt;Thinking of this, it’s not going to pass&lt;br /&gt;Deserving this shit’s like a kick in the ass&lt;br /&gt;Can’t function at all, something’s just not right,&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I’m twisted, all from that night&lt;br /&gt;Knotted all up in you, won’t you untie this lace&lt;br /&gt;Tell it to me truly; please respect me with your grace&lt;br /&gt;And when this life’s over, don’t forget who had your side&lt;br /&gt;For I’ll be the one, and in you I will confide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-3984991480729461291?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/3984991480729461291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/3984991480729461291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/04/dark-heart.html' title='Dark-Heart'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-3005141172284209817</id><published>2010-04-14T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T11:39:17.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Prove I Need To Move</title><content type='html'>Please let me know that there’s still a little there,&lt;br /&gt;Clear up the dust from this implosion, and fill these lungs with air&lt;br /&gt;Give me a sign, or just turn around,&lt;br /&gt;Leave us at the door, and don’t make a sound.&lt;br /&gt;Please shade these skies white, as I’ve been so blue,&lt;br /&gt;Let me know that I mean what you say I do.&lt;br /&gt;Making me feel like I’m always in the way, or causing a stir,&lt;br /&gt;You want me gone, and I want to know for sure&lt;br /&gt;I can disappear, and fall far from this place,&lt;br /&gt;So quick to decide, I can forever vanish this face.&lt;br /&gt;So happy without me, don’t want to see it as so,&lt;br /&gt;But I’m the one still here; you’ve already let me go.&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got my dog who’s always been my buddy,&lt;br /&gt;To help me soul search, and remind me life gets muddy.&lt;br /&gt;I want to call, I want to hear that voice,&lt;br /&gt;Can’t help my feelings, for they give me no choice.&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel like the biggest person on the planet,&lt;br /&gt;I left myself for you, while others couldn’t stand it.&lt;br /&gt;I had it all, asking for nothing more,&lt;br /&gt;Didn’t ask to be lit and be burnt to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;What are we now, what will we build to make,&lt;br /&gt;It’s not at all what I want, my life is my mistake.&lt;br /&gt;You might not wear your emotions like me,&lt;br /&gt;But I’m caged by you, please set me free.&lt;br /&gt;I want to find my angel, and my sweet taste of heaven,&lt;br /&gt;Please go on, as you’re the one that’s leavin’&lt;br /&gt;I’ll see you from where you can see your sky,&lt;br /&gt;The paint you spread on it, will soon chip and dry,&lt;br /&gt;I can pick up my pieces, but I will leave yours.&lt;br /&gt;You left me at nothing but scrap, with so many open doors,&lt;br /&gt;I’ll grease up my gears, as you left them as rust,&lt;br /&gt;Can’t stomach all of this, so moving on is a must.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-3005141172284209817?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/3005141172284209817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/3005141172284209817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/04/prove-i-need-to-move.html' title='Prove I Need To Move'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-7283616147217016482</id><published>2010-04-13T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T06:47:00.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfectly. Lonely.</title><content type='html'>This feeling won’t shake, emotions can’t fade&lt;br /&gt;A bully for my heart, and you added in the jade&lt;br /&gt;Had everything in this world and it was all in my hands&lt;br /&gt;Thoughts of it all fell apart and what happened to the plans&lt;br /&gt;I feel like an obstacle and I’m always in your way&lt;br /&gt;Of your love I’m just a hurdle, just to step over&lt;br /&gt;Drunk from my love, I can’t hate being sober&lt;br /&gt;Learning from the mess, and picking it apart&lt;br /&gt;Seeing who I am, which you have yet to start&lt;br /&gt;Burning every bridge that you walk across&lt;br /&gt;Shattering every heart; shards on the floor are your loss&lt;br /&gt;Feet bleeding from this journey, love puddles with time&lt;br /&gt;Light headed from my face being rubbed in your design&lt;br /&gt;So many questions unanswered, obviously a little late&lt;br /&gt;Already shoved over, can’t accept this as my fate&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and walk over this, without a single care&lt;br /&gt;Pretend that you do, but I just can’t see it in your stare&lt;br /&gt;Please go on, and do to me now what you held back&lt;br /&gt;I’m dead to you now, just zip up the sack&lt;br /&gt;Give me peace by myself, I can be my only&lt;br /&gt;Lost in this world, but I’m perfectly lonely&lt;br /&gt;I can find what I need, don’t want to see you&lt;br /&gt;Hurt is all I’m promised now, can’t believe in what you do&lt;br /&gt;If you still cared and it’s what you want to show&lt;br /&gt;You would turn this all around and find a better way to go&lt;br /&gt;Now that you think you’re finished, when you’re nowhere close&lt;br /&gt;I’ll answer my own, open the lid to questions that I’ll overdose&lt;br /&gt;When these stricken eyes close, they will make you wonder&lt;br /&gt;I’ve searched my soul over, and all I found was thunder&lt;br /&gt;This electric feeling that I share with only me&lt;br /&gt;Is not at all selfish, just being begged to be&lt;br /&gt;Held by chains, and locked by words&lt;br /&gt;These hands can’t feel even to feed the birds&lt;br /&gt;Fluttering in my stomach, lashing as the pain fills&lt;br /&gt;Wanting out of this, it’s this feeling here that kills&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-7283616147217016482?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/7283616147217016482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/7283616147217016482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/04/perfectly-lonely.html' title='Perfectly. Lonely.'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-799532236552879064</id><published>2010-04-07T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T08:51:15.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Wings of Life"</title><content type='html'>This wrench in my heart, thrown into my gears&lt;br /&gt;I’m stuck here, after all of these years&lt;br /&gt;Grown to learn, taught to be strong&lt;br /&gt;Think before I act now, and do no wrong&lt;br /&gt;Walking in these shoes, you’ll step off the road&lt;br /&gt;With love these laces are tied and soles are sewed&lt;br /&gt;Live for one, and die for all&lt;br /&gt;Love is just a dial tone, waiting for a call&lt;br /&gt;Got love in my pocket, ready for the fun&lt;br /&gt;While you live and dream next to your someone&lt;br /&gt;Pick up where you left off, I’ll take my bags&lt;br /&gt;I’ll leave you where you left me, no riches just rags&lt;br /&gt;Built my own sky so gorgeous so blue&lt;br /&gt;Where the sun is always bright, but still cloudy on you&lt;br /&gt;Please heavens let go of this angel I will meet&lt;br /&gt;I need my head cleared and put back on my feet&lt;br /&gt;These wings are young, soon they will grow&lt;br /&gt;Fly away from here, dream of places I’ll go&lt;br /&gt;The ocean is endless, until you meet the shore&lt;br /&gt;Dry up in the sun, your heart will grow sore&lt;br /&gt;Glide overhead and higher I will rise&lt;br /&gt;The wind underneath me, to blow away these lies&lt;br /&gt;A lot has changed ever since that day&lt;br /&gt;Forks in the road, I can find my own way&lt;br /&gt;And when I reach where I am to be on this journey&lt;br /&gt;You’ll see what you left; now lessons I’m learning&lt;br /&gt;The pictures you left, stapled to the walls of my soul&lt;br /&gt;Feelings you had, now just an empty bowl&lt;br /&gt;The world is mine, overflowing in my hands&lt;br /&gt;Letting nothing slip through, these are my plans&lt;br /&gt;To bring others smiles, to make life brighter&lt;br /&gt;A lonely loner, but a good fucking fighter&lt;br /&gt;My heart is on the rise, ready to take flight&lt;br /&gt;I’ll see you later, I just won’t be in sight&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-799532236552879064?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/799532236552879064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/799532236552879064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/04/wings-of-life.html' title='&quot;Wings of Life&quot;'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-5326900546485127212</id><published>2010-04-06T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T13:02:23.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ink-Stained-Letters</title><content type='html'>This life is starting over, hope it really is for the better&lt;br /&gt;No turning back now from where we go on, this will be just another letter&lt;br /&gt;I write them to you to get through the day and grind&lt;br /&gt;Hoping what you see is in them, is just what I find&lt;br /&gt;And when that day is over this ink will dry&lt;br /&gt;For the sun will set and stars fill the sky&lt;br /&gt;Dreams will be my tablet at night&lt;br /&gt;The moon will shed love, for it is my light&lt;br /&gt;My words are for you, these rhymes from my heart&lt;br /&gt;Every time I begin, this feeling will start&lt;br /&gt;The earthquake in my chest, this storm that's in my fingers&lt;br /&gt;I try to cherish it, for here is where it lingers&lt;br /&gt;I’ll etch until I find just who you are&lt;br /&gt;I can’t figure this out alone, but I’m sure I’ll get far&lt;br /&gt;Escaping where I’m stuck, I’ll run until the end&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be forever gone, but these letters I will send&lt;br /&gt;You can read them, just hope you remember&lt;br /&gt;The good times, the great, like that day in December&lt;br /&gt;What you learned, where we went, and all that was us&lt;br /&gt;Moving mountains to climb to the top then crumble to dust&lt;br /&gt;You can let go now, to sink in the sand&lt;br /&gt;I think I can do it, just need to find a hand&lt;br /&gt;To stand me up and carry me like I did you&lt;br /&gt;Take me to the edge of the world, just a push will do&lt;br /&gt;I’ll go further than you thought, my drive’s so high&lt;br /&gt;Can’t keep up, like what you say, it’s a lie&lt;br /&gt;In the end is where we’ll meet but I’ll be fine&lt;br /&gt;Getting over this is better, than actually seeing the sign&lt;br /&gt;I can look out for myself, and the good that surrounds&lt;br /&gt;You can’t see much, or hear the beautiful sounds&lt;br /&gt;I’ll leave you with these letters, and here I’ll let them soak&lt;br /&gt;I’d keep writing more, but this pen’s almost broke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-5326900546485127212?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/5326900546485127212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/5326900546485127212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/04/ink-stained-letters.html' title='Ink-Stained-Letters'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-4518978248527963151</id><published>2010-04-02T07:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T07:08:21.612-07:00</updated><title type='text'>After.All</title><content type='html'>Must not want much, or even a friend&lt;br /&gt;Never thought this soon would be the end&lt;br /&gt;A life so precious, memories to share for miles&lt;br /&gt;Not sure what to do with it all, no longer bringing smiles&lt;br /&gt;I’ve bottled it up, all my personal issues&lt;br /&gt;But once I let this out, you won’t have enough tissues&lt;br /&gt;Can’t believe you can go this long&lt;br /&gt;Where did I turn off, where did I go wrong?&lt;br /&gt;To me you did this, who gave you the nerve&lt;br /&gt;So short, over so quick, this is what I deserve?&lt;br /&gt;Good luck on you search, hope you find what you need&lt;br /&gt;I gave it my all; you were too starving to feed&lt;br /&gt;Glad I meant so much and you can up and leave like this&lt;br /&gt;Rub it in my face, kick me I’m down just hit me with your fist&lt;br /&gt;You want me to be there but you can’t tell me a word&lt;br /&gt;If you can do this to me, what else is on your list that’s so absurd?&lt;br /&gt;I can’t trust someone who can bring hell to my door&lt;br /&gt;Buckle my knees and shoot me to the floor&lt;br /&gt;Don’t want to bother don’t want to interfere&lt;br /&gt;But I’m so lost without answers, this is everything I fear&lt;br /&gt;There’s someone out there for me, like you have found&lt;br /&gt;I can see the angels now, please take my feet off this ground&lt;br /&gt;Take me away where I can drift off&lt;br /&gt;With you as my fuel, this heart will lift off&lt;br /&gt;The city in the sky the world in my hands&lt;br /&gt;Can’t think of our future, now just ruined plans&lt;br /&gt;Quit reminding me of what we could be&lt;br /&gt;Take it away, I don’t want to see&lt;br /&gt;What you do next is beyond my control&lt;br /&gt;Keep knocking me down, just burning my soul&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me you care, I need to feel your touch&lt;br /&gt;Can’t move without a heart, I no longer have a crutch&lt;br /&gt;So sorry for who I am, or what I have done&lt;br /&gt;I will never know, I’ll take the rain, just leave with the sun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-4518978248527963151?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/4518978248527963151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/4518978248527963151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/04/afterall.html' title='After.All'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-1047657725232031410</id><published>2010-04-01T07:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T10:42:49.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Light Chasing"</title><content type='html'>Another day down and still no call&lt;br /&gt;It’s been so long, this demand is growing tall&lt;br /&gt;The days go by, but time has just sat still&lt;br /&gt;Won’t you answer the ring in my ears, I hope that you will&lt;br /&gt;Just pull your map of life out and tell me where to go&lt;br /&gt;The direction we’re headed is so far off and low&lt;br /&gt;What happened to what you had for me and all the little things?&lt;br /&gt;You swept them under a rug while my heart still clings&lt;br /&gt;You think it’s alright and we’re all made up&lt;br /&gt;You sleep in peace while at night I stayed up&lt;br /&gt;Dream of your future while I hallucinate&lt;br /&gt;Try all you want, I’ll still be here in wait&lt;br /&gt;Untie these laces and put these shoes back on&lt;br /&gt;Let’s break these things in with each other we belong&lt;br /&gt;I’ve got no answers to all of your hate&lt;br /&gt;Display it towards me; I’ll put it on my slate&lt;br /&gt;Just another dilemma, you can pile it and stack&lt;br /&gt;You can’t force me to fall out of this; I’ll always have your back&lt;br /&gt;Please shut the door so I know this is it&lt;br /&gt;What I did in this world to deserve all this shit&lt;br /&gt;Stricken with guilt of how to prevent&lt;br /&gt;Gone so fast couldn’t show you my intent&lt;br /&gt;This house is so empty, feels just like my chest&lt;br /&gt;Leave with it all, and take out my best&lt;br /&gt;Put the clouds in my skies, and the rain in my day&lt;br /&gt;Put the lightning in my mind and the thunder where I lay&lt;br /&gt;Drop the wrench in my gears of what I call living&lt;br /&gt;I’ll take it all with me, as forever I’ve been giving&lt;br /&gt;Please give me a hand and help me with myself&lt;br /&gt;I write you with my heart, which you put on a shelf&lt;br /&gt;Let the dust pile up I’ll blow it all off&lt;br /&gt;Smile and laugh, while I choke and cough&lt;br /&gt;You think it will blow over and simply be done&lt;br /&gt;I think you’re crazy but so does everyone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-1047657725232031410?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1047657725232031410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1047657725232031410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/04/light-chasing.html' title='&quot;Light Chasing&quot;'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-699068627350721218</id><published>2010-03-31T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T13:03:13.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~I'm Bent~</title><content type='html'>To have so much anger, to hold so much hate&lt;br /&gt;To know what you wanted wasn’t what I thought as great&lt;br /&gt;To rid yourself of me and to cancel it out&lt;br /&gt;It’s all on your shoulders, as you’re what I’m all about&lt;br /&gt;Never thought you would want to be so far&lt;br /&gt;Like a distant planet, an exploding star&lt;br /&gt;Supernova in my heart, solar waves shoot through&lt;br /&gt;I just can’t seem to get away from you&lt;br /&gt;Escape to the place I know so well&lt;br /&gt;Won’t you wonder where it is, this heart I will sell&lt;br /&gt;Worth more than anything and intended for an angel&lt;br /&gt;Mine will go with me when I leave will you be able&lt;br /&gt;Strong for a war, tough for a fight&lt;br /&gt;I’ll never know what you have set in sight&lt;br /&gt;Bent backwards over you and made everything work&lt;br /&gt;To your benefit for nothing, and you call me the jerk&lt;br /&gt;Just stopped caring, but still in my ear&lt;br /&gt;Wonder why I won’t call, you’re all of my fear&lt;br /&gt;Wishing for our book to have a few more pages&lt;br /&gt;Take the key from my heart you have, and unlock these cages&lt;br /&gt;You want forgiveness, I’ll give you nothing&lt;br /&gt;That’s what I’m left with, only you I’m still loving&lt;br /&gt;Drowning me out, and digging me down&lt;br /&gt;God what I’d do to see you in your gown&lt;br /&gt;Couldn’t imagine that day of my life&lt;br /&gt;Where we were made, and you were my wife&lt;br /&gt;I’ll dream of the day, I’m destined to find&lt;br /&gt;The one for me, I’ll always be behind&lt;br /&gt;Sitting alone I think of the past&lt;br /&gt;Let it tear me apart, oh how it happened so fast&lt;br /&gt;We’ll just keep it proper and straight down to Earth&lt;br /&gt;Not dream of the future, or our first birth&lt;br /&gt;Don’t look down upon me when I can’t stand up&lt;br /&gt;Still struggling on this wound, how it came so abrupt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-699068627350721218?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/699068627350721218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/699068627350721218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-bent.html' title='~I&apos;m Bent~'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-1677909638757205782</id><published>2010-03-30T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T13:24:56.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart in Your Hands</title><content type='html'>When will you call when will we speak&lt;br /&gt;Ripping my seams, it’s been more than a week&lt;br /&gt;Afraid I’ll take it hard, just tell me what you’re to do&lt;br /&gt;My heart is still in your hands; it still beats so deep for you&lt;br /&gt;When I try to talk, my voice cracks up&lt;br /&gt;The steps I take forward, still constantly backs up&lt;br /&gt;The constant reminder that you’re so far gone&lt;br /&gt;Has me up at night, all until dawn&lt;br /&gt;The scars hurt I think they always will&lt;br /&gt;Instead of helping me through, you’re just like a pill&lt;br /&gt;Wash me down, spit me out&lt;br /&gt;Save me for last but please don’t shout&lt;br /&gt;Don’t make fun of me, don’t curse in my face&lt;br /&gt;Just take everything with you and leave this place&lt;br /&gt;Talk of your fun, and the rainbow you’re riding&lt;br /&gt;The mirage is all but real; you’ll see this in my writing&lt;br /&gt;Swim to the end of the ocean, chase down the sun&lt;br /&gt;It won’t be there, will I? That time’s about to come&lt;br /&gt;The more I write you, the more I see the sign&lt;br /&gt;This love I had for you is endless, forever it’s divine&lt;br /&gt;Can’t run this life, when I’m in this hole&lt;br /&gt;Don’t charge me to heaven, I’ve paid my toll&lt;br /&gt;Bury me deep, so you can’t feel me at all&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be the chill in your spine, and the catch of your fall&lt;br /&gt;It may be sunny but it’s all so dark&lt;br /&gt;As the days go by; I feel I missed my mark&lt;br /&gt;I’ll call you lucky, for the last of my love&lt;br /&gt;Who will watch you here, while I watch you from above?&lt;br /&gt;No one will know me quite like my girl&lt;br /&gt;You were my one, the one who could make me unfurl&lt;br /&gt;Don’t know what to expect from you, but I hope it’s not hurt&lt;br /&gt;So sick of this feeling, I’m always on alert&lt;br /&gt;How bold will you get, your ego is growing&lt;br /&gt;Put the blades on low, this relationship’s what you’re mowing&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-1677909638757205782?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1677909638757205782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1677909638757205782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/03/heart-in-your-hands.html' title='Heart in Your Hands'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-3370460388065467845</id><published>2010-03-30T09:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T09:03:58.919-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Start of a Good Day...</title><content type='html'>Today could be a good day I guess I’ll find out&lt;br /&gt;What it is I’m wanting from this and what it’s all about&lt;br /&gt;Sometime soon I’ll fall like petals from a rose&lt;br /&gt;And the door you left open, you’ll soon slam close&lt;br /&gt;And when you come to my mind I hope that I can fly&lt;br /&gt;For you give me wings that I need, just to get by&lt;br /&gt;No one can ever replace this huge void&lt;br /&gt;Never meant for you to feel this way, or to be annoyed&lt;br /&gt;To the one I love and care so deep for&lt;br /&gt;This heart has taken its beating and it’s pulsing so sore&lt;br /&gt;Every time I think of you I can’t help but shake&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of you gone, is a thought I can’t take&lt;br /&gt;I still kiss you goodnight and hug you good morning&lt;br /&gt;When I close my eyes dream kisses send me soaring&lt;br /&gt;I will still pat you till sleep until I dream away&lt;br /&gt;Right by your side, dreams about you will always stay&lt;br /&gt;You can go on and do what you please&lt;br /&gt;You’ve taken my heart, but I have the keys&lt;br /&gt;To start again is unseen, but the future is in park&lt;br /&gt;Soon the lights will shatter; your head explodes in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Once I know what it is that you want from me&lt;br /&gt;I’ll leave you with nothing like you and just leave it be&lt;br /&gt;I want a line drawn so I know where to start&lt;br /&gt;So I can pour this salt to melt all the ice on your heart&lt;br /&gt;Drink the water that keeps you here&lt;br /&gt;Everything I do, I’ll always live in fear&lt;br /&gt;To know what I’ve fallen for will simply not suffice&lt;br /&gt;To be picked back up by you would be a sacrifice &lt;br /&gt;Bring me out of this hole so I can see some light&lt;br /&gt;Don’t give me hope, just tell me I’m alright&lt;br /&gt;To feel the way I do, you can’t change my mind&lt;br /&gt;I’ll do this for you, just like everything behind&lt;br /&gt;What memories we shared, what life could’ve been&lt;br /&gt;Hope you can live with yourself and all of this sin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-3370460388065467845?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/3370460388065467845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/3370460388065467845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/03/start-of-good-day.html' title='Start of a Good Day...'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-1439186250575703562</id><published>2010-03-30T08:59:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T14:39:20.655-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wake Up to the Shake Up!</title><content type='html'>When I wake up, I’ll never see your face&lt;br /&gt;When I’m cold or scared, you’ll never be that warm embrace&lt;br /&gt;That smile, your dimples, those cute puffy cheeks&lt;br /&gt;Never to be touched again, this is more than a few weeks&lt;br /&gt;The smell of your neck, how it smelt like a baby&lt;br /&gt;Softness of your skin, the light in your eye can drive me crazy&lt;br /&gt;The little things you did, just to make my day&lt;br /&gt;Have all just ended, you crumbled them up and threw them away&lt;br /&gt;The hugs you gave made everything clear&lt;br /&gt;Waking up to you, we can no longer share a mirror&lt;br /&gt;The feel of your kiss, the hope that it would show&lt;br /&gt;Couldn’t say goodbye, because you thought you had to go&lt;br /&gt;The perk in your voice, the spring in your step&lt;br /&gt;Keeping me awake until the morning has crept&lt;br /&gt;This will be great for you, I’ll take the worst&lt;br /&gt;I’m the one with the weight as if I’ve been cursed&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the support as you haven’t given any&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the hug, as if one for you was just one too many&lt;br /&gt;A pocketful full of dreams I trusted to you&lt;br /&gt;To be thrown on the ground, what all will you do&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in my back and right through my heart&lt;br /&gt;Twisted and pulled this knife is the start&lt;br /&gt;Something new, this is not what I desired&lt;br /&gt;We’re so destroyed, once so awe-inspired&lt;br /&gt;The cutest of them all, the future was so close&lt;br /&gt;Couldn’t wait to share it with you, no longer will we toast&lt;br /&gt;Our first dance, will all be but a dream&lt;br /&gt;The honeymoon I planned, will no longer make you scream&lt;br /&gt;The names we picked out, I can’t say them again&lt;br /&gt;Can’t die by your side, I’ll be close but you won’t want in&lt;br /&gt;The breakdown of me will never be rebuilt&lt;br /&gt;Stricken with lies, you filled me with guilt&lt;br /&gt;Keep looking for that light, the sky’s so blue&lt;br /&gt; True to my word, I’d still die to save you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-1439186250575703562?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1439186250575703562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/1439186250575703562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/03/wake-up-to-shake-up.html' title='Wake Up to the Shake Up!'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-5940255648143539673</id><published>2010-03-30T08:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T12:40:16.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>What is This?</title><content type='html'>Please let me say one thing before you get mad&lt;br /&gt;I seriously didn’t think we were off this bad&lt;br /&gt;Such a great team, what we went through, what times we shared&lt;br /&gt;I thought we were safe, what life lie ahead, we never even cared&lt;br /&gt;I couldn’t ask for more, everything I wanted, nothing else in this world&lt;br /&gt;All day long, thoughts and dreams of you swirled&lt;br /&gt;Never wanted you off my mind, so happy when you were here&lt;br /&gt;You were my window to the world where I could see ever so clear&lt;br /&gt;We had promises forever, and trust to last till death&lt;br /&gt;So faithful I was, such a fragile girl, could’ve broken with a breath&lt;br /&gt;Such a calm spirit, so easy to bring cheer&lt;br /&gt;We’ve helped each other grow, we watched each other live&lt;br /&gt;Together what we did, I’d do it all again, everything I’d give&lt;br /&gt;What am I to do, with all that I’ve kept?&lt;br /&gt;So close to my heart such a part of my soul&lt;br /&gt;Your hearts somewhere else, to find it is my goal&lt;br /&gt;Want to show you the way this is all supposed to go&lt;br /&gt;Questions unanswered, there’s nothing that I know&lt;br /&gt;Can I take your hand, guide you through this part&lt;br /&gt;So you can describe to me, what you feel deep in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Please take the knife out and clean up the cuts&lt;br /&gt;Sew it all up, and fill in the ruts&lt;br /&gt;All I could imagine was everything I’d wished&lt;br /&gt;Heaven on Earth is true; this is exactly what I’ve missed&lt;br /&gt;The feeling of love, the belief of such faith&lt;br /&gt;Say goodbye to it all, and say hello to the wraith&lt;br /&gt;Can’t believe you see this as right, that this is all okay&lt;br /&gt;The way you’ve done things spoils the end of each good day&lt;br /&gt;At least this makes you happy as this is what I strive&lt;br /&gt;Just want the feel of your touch, you can bring me alive&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful time, how pleasant a dream&lt;br /&gt;What a perfect story, how perfect it did seem&lt;br /&gt;Wish I would’ve known, instead of you I would dwell&lt;br /&gt;While you planned of something better, just wanting out of this hell&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-5940255648143539673?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/5940255648143539673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/5940255648143539673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/03/what-is-this.html' title='What is This?'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-5346333224398119415</id><published>2010-03-30T08:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T07:41:17.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Gone.</title><content type='html'>I’m sorry you fell out of love with me baby&lt;br /&gt;I’m falling too, but not for a lady&lt;br /&gt;Going down deep and I can’t see the bottom&lt;br /&gt;All the feelings I’ve had, you took and you shot em’&lt;br /&gt;Bleeding through my veins, the blood is still blue&lt;br /&gt;What I would give just to make us brand new&lt;br /&gt;Don’t want to go home so empty so cold&lt;br /&gt;So alone in the dark, so scared of this fold&lt;br /&gt;You’ve torn what was mine and took it away&lt;br /&gt;I have no answers, so I have nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;Wish you could know just how this feels&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn’t wish this upon you, you’re my glue that seals&lt;br /&gt;I’m held together by you and falling apart&lt;br /&gt;Can’t even sleep in bed don’t know where to start&lt;br /&gt;Want your care; my God I need you close&lt;br /&gt;You are my medicine that I just can’t overdose&lt;br /&gt;Don’t say any less, don’t take anymore&lt;br /&gt;Say we can do this, and be better than before&lt;br /&gt;Don’t hurt what I hear that you say you love&lt;br /&gt;Just look to the sky and know I’m above&lt;br /&gt;Flying high, just like we were&lt;br /&gt;I’ll wish you were here, for what I know is a blur&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes are my fuel that barely keeps me going&lt;br /&gt;Your smile’s in my mind, for mine will not be showing&lt;br /&gt;Anytime soon I’ll see the light you see&lt;br /&gt;Only mine will take me further and I plead it sets me free&lt;br /&gt;If I can’t be with you now, and you say never&lt;br /&gt;I’ll see you soon, and you’ll know better&lt;br /&gt;Promises broken, and lies through the teeth&lt;br /&gt;What have you done, I’ll show you what’s beneath&lt;br /&gt;You’ve done what you wanted, plus a little more&lt;br /&gt;Can’t wait to be finished off, so tired being a chore&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could take whatever I did back&lt;br /&gt;You could forgive me for what I did; it’s all of you that I lack&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-5346333224398119415?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/5346333224398119415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/5346333224398119415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/03/its-gone.html' title='It&apos;s Gone.'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-3954607184249312428</id><published>2010-03-30T08:56:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T08:57:22.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Show You What You Are</title><content type='html'>Want me to leave you alone with what you have left me&lt;br /&gt;I’ll try to take what I have walk where I can’t see&lt;br /&gt;For you’ve left me no light or hope to thrive upon&lt;br /&gt;I want to stay and you think you don’t belong&lt;br /&gt;Do what you please; I’ve left it for you to take&lt;br /&gt;To be the one I love is a decision you can’t make &lt;br /&gt;You’ll fall down and scrape your knees&lt;br /&gt;Hands tormented from feeling, for you my heart bleeds&lt;br /&gt;Don’t want to see you hurt but to see what you’ve done&lt;br /&gt;I’ll want to leave you there, but I can’t be the only one&lt;br /&gt;We can share what we’ve learned, and the scars that we wear&lt;br /&gt;Will you please let me in, this built up wall I’ll tear&lt;br /&gt;To be with you is a dream now; it’s something in my sleep&lt;br /&gt;You’re still always by my side, this ghost of you I’ll keep&lt;br /&gt;Keeping me sane, from just losing it all&lt;br /&gt;Don’t take anymore from me; my knees can’t handle the fall&lt;br /&gt;When I think of you I sob, and I’m sure not the same&lt;br /&gt;I can’t even keep it together, just to say your name&lt;br /&gt;All we had, and the future that was bright&lt;br /&gt;You clouded it up dark, all in one night&lt;br /&gt;Move on without me, and don’t even talk&lt;br /&gt;Showing me how you care, and dragging me while you walk&lt;br /&gt;Go find what you’re looking for, so sad you passed it on&lt;br /&gt;Everything you wanted, you said goodbye to and want gone&lt;br /&gt;I’ll give you just that, to satisfy you&lt;br /&gt;My life’s dependant on that, I told you I was true&lt;br /&gt;I have to settle for the less if it’s you I can’t have&lt;br /&gt;Need you in my life; you’re the voice that makes me laugh&lt;br /&gt;You’re the tears in my eyes, the ring in my ears&lt;br /&gt;The itch on my nose, and the biggest of my fears&lt;br /&gt;So scared of what you can do, please let me down slow&lt;br /&gt;Let go of my hands, and I’ll watch you go&lt;br /&gt;Want to walk with you, in your journey of life&lt;br /&gt;I’d give it all up baby, as I saw you as my wife&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-3954607184249312428?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/3954607184249312428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/3954607184249312428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/03/show-you-what-you-are.html' title='Show You What You Are'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-5010639464447231415</id><published>2010-03-30T08:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-21T13:03:53.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever.Feeling..</title><content type='html'>You’re forcing yourself away from me and this is your dream&lt;br /&gt;Let you do what you want as you’re the only person on the team&lt;br /&gt;Working to find the light, the goal, and your needs&lt;br /&gt;As you slit the wrists of the hand that feeds&lt;br /&gt;What will you do when you finally realize&lt;br /&gt;You lost what you found, the regrets you’ll despise.&lt;br /&gt;Drink it away with all the shared memories&lt;br /&gt;Sober up and flourish like springtime trees&lt;br /&gt;Breeze through the tough and hurtful words&lt;br /&gt;You said it felt right flying away with the birds&lt;br /&gt;You’ll get shot down much sooner than later&lt;br /&gt;You’re already remembered, but I couldn’t miss you greater.&lt;br /&gt;I’ll pretend you’re dead, just to make it by&lt;br /&gt;I’ve lost all my tears, no longer can I cry.&lt;br /&gt;Need to be picked up, and set back on my feet&lt;br /&gt;So sad you won’t, but I think I’m just beat&lt;br /&gt;You dug me a hole that I climbed right in&lt;br /&gt;I fell so hard, just for you to laugh and grin&lt;br /&gt;Maybe soon you’ll come to your senses&lt;br /&gt;You’ll put down you fists and tear down your fences&lt;br /&gt;Let me in to show you what forever is like:&lt;br /&gt;Beyond your wildest, the lightning will strike&lt;br /&gt;Your mind will be shocked and your body will tremble&lt;br /&gt;Your knees will buckle as you hear the crash of the cymbal&lt;br /&gt;Your arms will cripple you’ll fall to the ground&lt;br /&gt;I’ll pick you up so you can see what’s around&lt;br /&gt;This is eternity; this is what we lived for&lt;br /&gt;And to say that I love you, will not be for you to ignore&lt;br /&gt;Your stomach will be full of tiny flying critters&lt;br /&gt;We’ll never be known as the unfaithful quitters.&lt;br /&gt;We’ll lie together as we tingle from head to toe,&lt;br /&gt;This is forever baby; I just wanted you to know…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-5010639464447231415?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/5010639464447231415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/5010639464447231415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/03/forever-feeling.html' title='Forever.Feeling..'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14667793.post-6990703497319993776</id><published>2010-03-23T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T07:40:36.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>One Day...</title><content type='html'>One day everything can be fine&lt;br /&gt;The next, it’s all on the line&lt;br /&gt;What you’ve done can’t be forgiven&lt;br /&gt;You make it so hard to be livin&lt;br /&gt;If this is what you’ve wanted it could’ve been over&lt;br /&gt;A lot sooner than it takes you to get sober&lt;br /&gt;I’ve bent over backwards and made ends meet&lt;br /&gt;For a knife to come in and make it all bleed&lt;br /&gt;One day I’ll be better without you&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be gone altogether and this is what you do&lt;br /&gt;I’d do it all to make you happy and to keep you content&lt;br /&gt;I’m giving it all up you and every word is what I meant&lt;br /&gt;Love doesn’t treat you like this nor will it ever&lt;br /&gt;It’s not like you and the heads that you’ll sever&lt;br /&gt;Want it to be better, then this is what I’ll leave&lt;br /&gt;Don’t say you can’t stand what you wanted to conceive&lt;br /&gt;Your actions speak of regret and infidelity&lt;br /&gt;Your unbelievable lies just set in, now I have validity&lt;br /&gt;I’ll be leaving soon to give you what you want&lt;br /&gt;I’ve done what I can to get you through the grunt&lt;br /&gt;This is for you and everything you mean&lt;br /&gt;To this guy who had it for you, the view is not green&lt;br /&gt;It’s covered in silt and the damage is done&lt;br /&gt;My view is distorted and lost all its sun&lt;br /&gt;You’ve clouded the future and what we had built&lt;br /&gt;Just torn it all down and the rain makes me wilt&lt;br /&gt;As I settle for what you’ve left and commit to the unthinkable&lt;br /&gt;Won’t you try to hold on to what I can’t, it’s made me sinkable &lt;br /&gt;The lower I go the more I’m falling for you&lt;br /&gt;I say what I can’t to others, but you can’t say it too&lt;br /&gt;Speak of our future just days before you drop me&lt;br /&gt;Kids, love, marriage it’s all blinded; now I can’t see.&lt;br /&gt;What you’ve done will haunt me, will it you too&lt;br /&gt;I hope to God it does, along with all that you’ll continue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14667793-6990703497319993776?l=kreativekarma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/6990703497319993776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14667793/posts/default/6990703497319993776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kreativekarma.blogspot.com/2010/03/one-day.html' title='One Day...'/><author><name>Kreative.Karma</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00910251729240223613</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YqpXFZG-Wmg/TXetpdsEyQI/AAAAAAAAAB0/tjrzsWC9_rE/s220/Me.bmp'/></author></entry></feed>
