Vathalia Mae Poems
|2.||This Dooms Day||3/27/2013|
|4.||To Die Is To Finally Live||3/27/2013|
|5.||Be My Heart (Part 1)||4/4/2013|
|6.||Be My Heart (Part 2)||4/4/2013|
|7.||My Perfectly Imperfect Match||4/7/2013|
|8.||Be My Heart (Final Part)||4/11/2013|
|9.||Phantom Reality (Part 1)||4/23/2013|
|10.||If I Were To Die Today||2/11/2013|
|11.||My Sunny Day||2/11/2013|
|12.||How Can I?||2/11/2013|
|17.||Me Against Them||2/28/2013|
Me Against Them
Chances of winning this chess game are slim,
For i am but me and many are them.
Walking a straight line in a perfect circle,
Chancing this love which is now only a hassle.
Im Numbing the pain
Looking selfishly for my own personal gain.
Looked straight into the eyes of hate,
Said my timing was a little too late.
Hesitation brings forth thirst,
When impulse choices lead me to my worst.
I grab a bottle then open myself,
I will only look upon my sorrows merely until the morrow.
Not exactly what is good for my health,
But I feel this was a life ...
If I Were To Die Today
If I were to die today
I would not want rose petals around me in tradition's array
Nor my friends gathered in their dark clothes and evil smiles
For what would be worth all their traveled miles?
Don't speak of me when i'm gone
Forget my name and plz carry on
For the days spent were selfishly so
And I wouldn't want attenion just because it's my turn to go