Thursday, March 1, 2012

dreams

We somehow forget what is real and what isn't.
We will create a world of our own,
whereby only beauty exists
and nothing else would matter.
We let others define who we are, let us
become what we think we want to become.
But sometimes we find ourselves walking around realizing
that there is no more purpose in our lives and that we have lived
with nothing for nothing.
And that we would die in the end.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

magic



You remember all those love stories you've heard of?
You hear about them, talk about them, sing about them, most definitely
write about them and that
deep inside you wish you had them.

Remember you got older? and that you don't believe in those things anymore.
There is no such thing as true love, or love in different types,
just a fondness of one another. 

But then something changed, you meet someone.
And all the songs you hear, the poems people write,
the movies they make, it is all true.

He/She is the most amazing thing you have met in your entire life,
you fall in love and everything just falls into place. 
Well, I'm in love now and I'm in love with you.

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Life, and then nothing.

Not seeing, blind, as they choose to see what they want. 
They talk, words flowing out and not a thought was spared. 


Slowly, drowning into the shadows with drunken stupor,
we crumble.
Like a burning candle. 
-tiara


each person is fragile.
no matter how hard their exterior is. 



Monday, December 5, 2011

the drugs, they don't seem to work anymore.


i could make you happy;
but never overcome your whole heart.
-areen


maybe one day, you can forget her
and that you are mine, body and soul.
but for now, making you happy is all that i would love to do.
even if your heart is still halfway lost.
i want to be the one that put the pieces back together again.
so you will be able to live the remainder of your life;
happy. i love you.

Monday, November 28, 2011

walk


There is no perfection in life but when i look at you the world becomes perfect.
It evolves and grows and i can see the movement
in your eyes when you look at me, it screams of a love that 
i cannot comprehend. Fragile and beautiful.
Something that I thought i could never have, but i have it now.
With your hand holding mine, I will walk with you.
And love you.
Always.
                                                         
                                                     - tiara



Thursday, November 24, 2011

argh


some people are so two-faced it makes me sick.


im angry, its really quite overwhelming.
i want to describe it in words but i just can't.
all i feel like saying now is FUCK and
profanities in other languages.
probably a string of them at one go. 
that kind of anger.
im angry at the two faced son of a bitch at work,
angry at my phone which is not working right,
angry at home.
Angry at how lazy i feel nowadays.
Angry how people can see violence as a good thing.
are you fucking kidding me. 
i'm just fucking angry.

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

memory


" you will always remember me as the drunk girl with nice eyeliner"
nothing more nothing less.