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 ...
How Can I?
Hate to rememer
Striving to forget
Your meaning to me
I remind myself to forget what I can never again claim as mine