Stay with me by my side,
needing you just this night,
if only I could see your smile twice.
Give me a part of your soul,
cause I'm feeling so cold,
looking in your beautiful eyes.

14-07-2007 om 18:15 geschreven door Sherezade  

Couldn’t say the words you wanted me to say,

I wanted to go and you wanted me to stay,

Difference became in too much spaces.

That time I left and you pulled me back,

Just one hit could make it all around black,

Empty liars with too many faces.

Loneliness became the face of an empy soul,

All around you changed into one black hole,

And now you ask for me.

Maybe I should have protest,

Could have suggest,

But I wasn’t that person I needed to be.

13-07-2007 om 12:35 geschreven door Sherezade  

Answers upon neverlasting questions,
if only we knew,
what you've been through.
Chances made by idealistic fools,
but I believe,
one day we'll al receive.

The dark will take the bleeding light,
on my knees I fall, trying to hide,
but I trust you now.
After a smile I'll let you hold me,
needing you to face the reality,
someday, somehow.

13-07-2007 om 12:27 geschreven door Sherezade  

The first time you forced me to apologize, I fought,

You took a knife and brought me to my knees, I was caught,

Still I said I can’t.

He cut me by my arm, slowly and enjoyed how I cried,

Please stop I wispered, and a tear was bleeding inside,

So I said..

I’m sorry, hard to say those words without a meaning,

But it wasn’t good enough, in the end I was screaming,

Inside, outside, it doesn’t matter.

Deserving each and every bleeding scar he made,

Closed my eyes cause I turned to be afraid,

Maybe it’s was for the better.

Sleepless nights, laying awake,

With eyes wide open I begin to shake,

When I’m thinking of you.

Bleeding till I end on the floor,

Crying, trying to crawl to the door,

But you had to pursue.

No where I could go to when you threw me out,

With the belt on my back I screamed and shout,

But it wasn’t like the times before.

Tried to walk away but you learned me to regret,

Fell on the bed which I’m trying to forget,

Calling me a bitch, a whore.

13-07-2007 om 12:18 geschreven door Sherezade  

How a smile could change so fast,

How the future can be the past,

Tommorrow or today won’t be our history.

A tear can be followed by a scream,

Dark nightmaires from an empty dream,

But people like to think it’s a mystery.

Emptiness forbidden by lonely hearts,

How pain can cut us in two parts,

A word won’t stay only a word.

Confessions made by a bleeding fool,

They say it’s not, I say it’s cruel,

Like they haven’t heard.

13-07-2007 om 12:16 geschreven door Sherezade