tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16332646190218131462024-03-08T10:02:10.415-05:00It's a circle gameLiyah Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02334129850257526667noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1633264619021813146.post-24426353993847127202010-11-02T23:51:00.000-04:002010-11-02T23:51:38.803-04:00okay....I know.I haven't been getting on lately. I took the time out from the social network world and saying I might be closing down my blogspot...why? I'm hardly be on here mostly on twitter and facebook.Liyah Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02334129850257526667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1633264619021813146.post-28138712271427593612010-09-30T12:32:00.002-04:002010-09-30T12:32:49.430-04:00Drifting<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">I sometimes find I'm drifting</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Through this life without effect;</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">I often wonder if I'm truly</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Worth what I've been blessed.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">I search through days that have been hard,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">To try to understand,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">The many trials that I have known,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">The life that I have had.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">You see me in my daily grind,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">So confident and strong;</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Yet when I am alone, I question</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Just where I belong.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">I often try too hard I find,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">To analyze and guess,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">To scrutinize, investigate</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">My life I will confess.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">For somewhere deeper, there must be</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Some meaning to this life,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Some way to make a difference,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Give a reason for this strife.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Is there some hidden meaning?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Some agenda to be found?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">A greater purpose waiting</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">If I care to hang around?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">It teases and it taunts me,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Always slightly out of sight;</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">A hazy vision out of reach,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Where darkness hides the light.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">I struggle to bring clarity</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">To what awaits me there,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">And yet this weak illusion</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Always fades before my stare.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">It seems the harder that I try,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">To focus through the haze,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Just serves to add more questions,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Through my endless, tired gaze.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Perhaps I'm trying just too hard,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">To understand it all,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">For can we ever truly know</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Just what we have in store?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Each incident, each moment passed,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Just adds upon the next,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">But in the end, will I find truth ...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Or will I be perplexed?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Perhaps I make it harder</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Than it has to be sometimes,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">But will my searching bring to me</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">My meaning over time?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Or will it leave me broken,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">And confused as I feel now,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">While questions bring no solitude,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">To this, my wrinkled brow.</span>Liyah Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02334129850257526667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1633264619021813146.post-18848133373215273452010-09-21T20:47:00.000-04:002010-09-21T20:47:46.631-04:00This Woman<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">This woman and I say woman despite her age because she is so mature means the world to me. She's the person I can depend on to always be there when I need someone by my side.She understands me, which is very rare and she accepts me despite my imperfections. She is that girl that can give me a good laugh at any time of the day.</span><span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">She's such a positive energy to be around and everyone needs a friend like her. But too bad you can't have her cause she's mine. She is my fashionista twin and one of my greatest inspirations. She's accomplished so much at such a young age & motivates me daily to do the same.</span>Liyah Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02334129850257526667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1633264619021813146.post-76948234311010042062010-09-20T18:17:00.002-04:002010-09-20T18:17:36.618-04:00A Different Path<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">It's time to go, to leave this place</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">A shadowy voice does cry.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">But the voice belongs to me alone,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">And still I wonder why.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">The time is here upon me now</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Like a weight, heavy pounding.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Or has it Lifted? Hard to tell</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">The Questions keep arising.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">The unknown awaits, as it does</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">For foolish few who dare.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Is it foolishness?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Curiosity perhaps?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Or something I'm not aware.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">For I am scared and poignant now</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">More than ever at present.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Tears cloud my eyes as pen meets paper,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">And I hope for my ascent.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">I leave behind what I comprehend</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">And even with all communication.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">I know for now without doubt,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">I drift, en route a new location.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">But who's to say what shall pass</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">And what still lies ahead.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">I only know that were I'm at,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">I'll yearn 'till forever dead.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Yet for now the flame still burns inside</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">However daily dying.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">To light the path less traveled by</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">In haste I'm already striding.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">But am I running from that I cannot?</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Escape from oneself is ever brief.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Before we are again confronted,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Hunting for relief.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Yet still I follow my perilous path</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">To wherever it might be leading.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">And well it may, onto something new,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">And strangely more inviting.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Or perhaps not . . .</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">But who's to know, not I as yet</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">The fate of anyone on this Earth,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">I wouldn't like to bet.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">For life can lead in many ways</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Often now undesired.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Fate can deal a cruel hand sometimes,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">But we play on, cold and tired.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">And art is born of life</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Hard, dejected and trodden.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Hence emerges exquisite beauty,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">And some direction from the coffin.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Finding it is a difficult thing</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Sometimes left without thought.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">But time it ticks, and years they fly,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">I'm sure it can't be bought.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">So we search, as do I</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">For things that bring on the 'morrow.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">The weak are those who don't pursue,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">And languish in their sorrow.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Happiness is that I chase</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">And hope to find someday.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">I'll count the means again I'm sure,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">There is always another way . . .</span>Liyah Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02334129850257526667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1633264619021813146.post-78159187399305497362010-09-20T18:13:00.000-04:002010-09-20T18:13:06.000-04:00Not In Her Storm<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">I see the clouds rolling in and oh how it looks like rain</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">And it is always I fight for the welcome change</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">When it rains it pours on this heart of mine</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">So, I take the storms I feel to her each time.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">But I know she has lived under her own pouring rain</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Yet under her water her heart still doesn't change</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">She can walk away from what hangs overhead</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">And, not in her storm, are words left unsaid.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Not in her storm have I ever felt alone</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Her storm ends, so I, may find my way home</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">It's for me that she pushes away her own rain</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">So, that I may find comfort in calling her name.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">She lives in this world for the sake of another's heart</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">God, how she eases the miles when worlds apart</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">And she never wanders when your world falls through</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Not ever in her storm would she do this to you.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">She has wings that I know not only I can see</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Cause only an angel could find strength to carry me</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">It's the way that the eyes can surely view</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">How her heart's written so clearly in what an angel can do.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Not in her storm is her work ever done</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">And even in her storm she hands me the sun</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">When her world is dark - I always have light</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">And now how I hold the new color of night.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">She takes then she gives to an unhappy face</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">So that many can find an awesome place</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">I have been able to love her more every day</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">And with her hand in mine the clouds roll away.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;"><br />
</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Not in any storm that I will ever live beneath</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Could ever change what I hold here inside of me</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Not in any of her storms have I lost my angels touch</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">To that angel out there, I love her so much.</span>Liyah Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02334129850257526667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1633264619021813146.post-71824195453226520942010-09-20T17:06:00.003-04:002010-09-20T17:08:41.224-04:00Shut Up, Stop Lying.<object width="300" height="193"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/g_H3IvRCC1Q?fs=1&hl=en_US&rel=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/g_H3IvRCC1Q?fs=1&hl=en_US&rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="193"></embed></object>Liyah Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02334129850257526667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1633264619021813146.post-85021706156098047692010-09-14T04:05:00.000-04:002010-09-14T04:05:02.254-04:00Since I didn't had a blogger on June 25, 2009. I would like to share some words.<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Michael Jackson was my one of favorite singer, and dancer. I was speechless when I heard that he passed away. I was on the computer like I am right now and watching tv. They said that Michael Jackson was rushed to the hospital than a couple minutes later they announced that he had passed away. I couldn't believe it. People on twitter, and facebook was just shock that king of pop was gone. I sat the whole day watching and listening to his music and music video. I didn't had no emotion in me. I was just there shock. Because before I became a fan of B2K....I was a huge fan of MJ. So the next day I was heading to Connecticut. So when I'm got there. In the hotel with my cousin and uncle watching cnn, All the overwhelming feeling finally hit me. I shed tears a little, My cousin asked me whats wrong I said I miss Michael Jackson, He said me too. So while we was in Connecticut we just celebrated his wonderful talent that he shared to the world. Even though It will been a year already. I still miss him. RIP MJ- Love Liyah.</span>Liyah Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02334129850257526667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1633264619021813146.post-17752368652267875322010-09-06T17:14:00.000-04:002010-09-06T17:14:46.768-04:00Makeup Tips: Get That Wide-Eyed Look.<span style="font-family: "Arial", "Helvetica", sans-serif;">Color can do more than simply beautify. Skilled makeup artists rely on a few color tricks to create convincing illusions, like making close-set eyes look farther apart. Light shades enlarge, so spotlight the space between your eyes. Use a highlighting or light neutral shadow in the inner area of the eye. Expert Wear Shadows have a wide range of the light shades for you. Use dark shadow that complements your eye liner and sweep it past the outer edge of the eye. Keep the eye extension strong by focusing on your outer lashes. Layer a lengthening mascara like Unstoppable on your outer lashes. For more drama, try false lashes. If they come in a strip like Expert Eyes Dramatic Expert Lashes, snip off and apply a segment that's just your size.</span>Liyah Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02334129850257526667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1633264619021813146.post-83867695000091836412010-09-05T16:50:00.000-04:002010-09-05T16:51:59.922-04:00Difference<span style="font-family:arial;">There is a part of me<br />That feels I am different from everyone else.<br />Something that I can't quite see,<br />Something that I can't quite feel,<br />Something so unreal.<br />But this 'thing' is always there,<br />This 'thing' with others, I will never share.<br />So I push it to the back of my mind,<br />All the thoughts of boys and clothes<br />And make-up, it is hiding behind.<br />Sometimes, when I have almost forgotten,<br />It comes back with such ferocity,<br />Angry and unforgiving.<br />I feel so lost and sad,<br />Whatever caused this feeling<br />Must have been so horrible and bad.<br />A lost memory or something else,<br />I'll never know,<br />Whatever it is,<br />I know for sure,<br />I can never let this feeling show.</span>Liyah Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02334129850257526667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1633264619021813146.post-17466854818636332302010-09-05T16:49:00.000-04:002010-09-05T16:50:12.526-04:00End Of Innocence<span style="font-family:arial;">Secrets, secrets<br />Lies, lies<br />She sits in her room,<br />and cries and cries.<br />There's no more trust<br />In this girl's heart.<br />She finally found out<br />That life isn't perfect.<br />She lived in dreams,<br />As children often do.<br />But she crawled out<br />Into the world everyone knew.<br />Things that once were.<br />Happiness once known;<br />The truth of it all<br />To her was shown.<br />Her little heart<br />Will never trust again.<br />She'll never know<br />A real true friend.<br />No more trust,<br />For no more lies.<br />She'll sit in her room<br />And cry and cry</span>Liyah Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02334129850257526667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1633264619021813146.post-68789193367365759512010-08-30T01:29:00.000-04:002010-08-30T01:30:02.532-04:00What Spring Does with the Cherry Trees<span style="font-family:arial;">Every day you play with the light of the universe.<br />Subtle visitor, you arrive in the flower and the water.<br />You are more than this white head that I hold tightly<br />as a cluster of fruit, every day, between my hands.<br /><br />You are like nobody since I love you.<br />Let me spread you out among yellow garlands.<br />Who writes your name in letters of smoke among the stars of the south?<br />Oh let me remember you as you were before you existed.<br /><br />Suddenly the wind howls and bangs at my shut window.<br />The sky is a net crammed with shadowy fish.<br />Here all the winds let go sooner or later, all of them.<br />The rain takes off her clothes.<br /><br />The birds go by, fleeing.<br />The wind. The wind.<br />I can contend only against the power of men.<br />The storm whirls dark leaves<br />and turns loose all the boats that were moored last night to the sky.<br /><br />You are here. Oh, you do not run away.<br />You will answer me to the last cry.<br />Cling to me as though you were frightened.<br />Even so, at one time a strange shadow ran through your eyes.<br /><br />Now, now too, little one, you bring me honeysuckle,<br />and even your breasts smell of it.<br />While the sad wind goes slaughtering butterflies<br />I love you, and my happiness bites the plum of your mouth.<br /><br />How you must have suffered getting accustomed to me,<br />my savage, solitary soul, my name that sends them all running.<br />So many times we have seen the morning star burn, kissing our eyes,<br />and over our heads the gray light unwind in turning fans.<br /><br />My words rained over you, stroking you.<br />A long time I have loved the sunned mother-of-pearl of your body.<br />I go so far as to think that you own the universe.<br />I will bring you happy flowers from the mountains, bluebells,<br />dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses.<br />I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.</span>Liyah Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02334129850257526667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1633264619021813146.post-73252470595670873102010-08-09T23:57:00.002-04:002010-08-10T00:00:40.550-04:00Circle Game<span style="font-family:arial;">Everyday is different but it feels the same, My mood goes up and down with every move you make If I could I would get my self off this ride and we would be on the same page at the same time.</span>Liyah Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02334129850257526667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1633264619021813146.post-8862557062253358582010-08-08T22:41:00.000-04:002010-08-08T22:43:35.692-04:00The Feeling Of Love<span style="font-family:arial;">The feeling of love is amazing but broken hearts is not. Sometimes wonder will I ever have a love that will stay around. Its people that will take our loves away just to hurt us. I want a prince that will wake me up from this wicked spell, Someone that I will trust and love forever....without someone breaking us apart.</span>Liyah Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02334129850257526667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1633264619021813146.post-19377924434557656452010-08-01T19:07:00.004-04:002010-08-01T19:15:44.016-04:00The days have gone by fast...What do you think!?<span style="font-family:arial;">I can't believe its august already and yesterday it was just june now its august. Before you know it, its time for school again. The stress of working hard and getting up in the morning everyday can be a pain but I will celebrate my last weeks of summer before school starts. I hope everyone have a great productive day! :)</span>Liyah Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02334129850257526667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1633264619021813146.post-71776157495102742402010-07-31T17:41:00.000-04:002010-07-31T17:42:55.458-04:00So thank heaven for you...<span style="font-family:arial;">"Whenever I get lost, you never let me disappear for long<br />You always bring me water you never let me falter."</span>Liyah Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02334129850257526667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1633264619021813146.post-46436083430958634222010-07-31T17:30:00.003-04:002010-07-31T17:40:49.046-04:00Listen<span style="font-family:arial;">I wish I just had someone I can vent to who would just sit and listen to me. Like fully listen to me, understand me, be there for me, hug me, and just care. I feel like no one can understand what I'm going through right now. Sometimes I just want to scream as loud as I can but it's like nothing comes out, not vocally but emotionally. I hate being nagged and most importantly I hate when I'm trying my best to just be happy or do right but yet nothing is good enough. I'm in a place where I can't escape, I hate these closed walls When is it going to be that I can finally be to myself, let everything out and feel good about it. I want to be able to feel myself again, be comfortable with my skin, diminish all the tears, forget all the worrying and just remember what it was like to do me and not care what anyone thinks. I think its almost coming to an end though,hopefully I mean they say it takes a downfall to rise back up. Hopefully my downfall has ended.</span>Liyah Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02334129850257526667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1633264619021813146.post-37446382473858007082010-07-30T04:28:00.001-04:002010-07-30T04:28:56.415-04:00speaking my mind<span style="font-family:arial;">some things are easier for me to write than say and theres some things that I have to get off my chest. This year I would have to say was one of the hardest and most stressful years I have been through. Sometimes I wish I can regret it all but truth is I don't regret anything that happens in my life, despite all the pain I have dwelt with I feel like situations I have been through, made me stronger in the weakest way possible. Sounds weird but its true. I do believe I'm strong but I'm not gonna lie I have shed the tears, I have had nights where I couldn't sleep, I have had nights were I have felt lost, I have had nights were I have felt alone, I've been betrayed, brokenhearted, blamed, I mean all the above. People I thought cared about me don't. Sometimes I would say to myself," A, how could you be so stupid?" and I can't say I didn't see all of this coming because I have had troubles trusting my instincts and going with what feels right. I learned that trust isn't easy you can't just take it, you got to earn it, its like a gift you want to take care of. But in the end I realized I am not stupid, I mean all of us have to go through conflicts once in our life and we have to learn from them, the sooner the better and I'm glad to see myself mature. I'm imperfect to the fullest I mean flaws in all I do make mistakes and a lot of them at that. Honestly I almost thought i broke down completely this year, I felt like how can I deal with all this at once, my life was a mess and I couldn't pick up the pieces, but with friends who stood around and advice from my mother I learned that god will never put you through things you can not handle. I've learned you have to be strong and have the attitude like your not alone, you can't worry. Worry in my eyes is the expectation that god will fail you. God doesn't fail no one. I could write all day but all my trials but truth is, I'm glad with the woman I'm becoming and I wouldn't change the things I have learned or overcome for nothing, I see it all as me growing up, and I'm ready to grow more and face more challenges. Nothing and no one can stop me from being and becoming me.</span>Liyah Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02334129850257526667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1633264619021813146.post-86082603000102863082010-07-01T01:07:00.001-04:002010-07-01T01:13:25.792-04:00Longing Still<span style="font-family:arial;">"When life brings me nothing but tears, I wondered for so long. To keep smiling though troubles come, and still remain sweet and silently overcome."</span>Liyah Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02334129850257526667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1633264619021813146.post-67136183752046002892010-07-01T00:56:00.002-04:002010-07-01T01:07:03.312-04:00A hole where there was none.<span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:100%;">I don't know if you're pushing me away or pulling me closer. I don't know where I stand so I guess this a hole where there was none. I don't know what you want from me or If you care at all. Don't turn tables or place this on me just come out and tell me what it is you want. I can't read minds, I don't know where I stand. Are you pushing me away or are you going to finally let me in or this a hole where there was none.</span></span>Liyah Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02334129850257526667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1633264619021813146.post-13884347061548588572010-06-28T01:04:00.000-04:002010-06-28T01:05:32.808-04:00Growing Pains<span style="font-family:arial;">"My depression is my changing in life. I feel, you don't belong in my lifeā¦I will slowly remove you out of my life."</span>Liyah Lovehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02334129850257526667noreply@blogger.com