Fallenalpha01

She sits at the window looking out Waiting for love ones to get home She looks to me and give a little kiss, but her attention immediately goes by the window Her eyes to me seem to be looking down the street But maybe to her she is seeing a whole new world. Her gaze never fails even though her eyes are tired At every noises she glances at the door waiting for someone she love to walk in And as her sister cry out to her she goes and sits next to her But her gaze never fails to leave the window Her body so near keeps me warm But her mind is lost to me, so far out of sight She gets tired and turns away But even as she get up Her eyes move to

I saw a white raven sitting at my windowpane It sad eyes greeting me in solitude silence The world had treated it to feel different Outcasted But in my eyes it was beautiful It's feather ruffling slightly in the morning air   The bit of sun making the dew drop on it wings look like pearls As it lifted up its wings to take off Having to move on and go on I felt a slight ping in my heart As my angel treated like a demon took to the sky

I don't really deserve this But I guess who does My life been less than prefect But who can say it ever was My daddy was a drunkard My mama was afraid And the scar on my wrist Will they ever fade And I know it could have better But it made me who I am And who could ask for more You just have to deal with what you get And try to make the right way Move from the blows And try to breathe a little clearer And I know that it's hard most of the time but just find a way to smile And I promised the future will be brighter No refunds allowed

The world would be a better place if… I didn't see your darkened cloth and darken looks. I didn't see your hollow eyes leading to your hollow soul. I didn't see how you would move your sleeves to cover up the cuts and bruises. I didn't see the dirty looks that teachers sent when you didn't have your homework completed. I didn't see you dust yourself off after they would shove you to the ground. I didn't see you’re so called friends stand awkwardly to the side as the bullies verbally abused you. I didn't see you rush to the bathroom after they would 'trip' and spill food all over you at lunch. I didn't see the way your face contor

        "Hey, do you want to be my lover?" Said a lonely boy, four or five.         My first thought was who is this kid?         My second was where did this kid learn this word.         I squatted down next to him so I could talk to him eye to eye.        “What kind of lover do you mean?"         Surely this kid didn't mean what society's definition of the word was. He sort of look confused but then looked for a deeper definition in himself.        "Will you..." He paused unsure of himself or of the words he was trying to describe.        "Would you hold my hand if I were feeling selfish and wanted all of your attention to myse