Wishes to reality

I'm losin' control,

The music is shakin' my bones,

My blood is boilin',

Keep your hands on my hips.

So turn up the music,

Let me feel the beat,

Come a little closer baby,

I want to feel you dancin' next to me.

I want you next to me,

Feel my beat.

Don't forget the warmth of this room.

So turn up the music,

Let me feel the beat,

Come a little closer baby,

I want to feel you dancin' next to me.

Taste your sweat,

running and mixing with mine.

Love me,

Don't let me go.

So turn up the music,

Let me feel the beat,

Come a little closer baby,

I want to feel you dancin' next to me.

I want you to bring me closer,

Feel my hips close to you,

Bring me lower,

Don't let me fall.

So turn up the music,

Let me feel the beat,

Come a little closer baby,

I want to feel you dancin' next to me.

Ravish my body with your beat,

Let me feel you,

Press me closer,

I want you closer.

So turn up the music,

Let me feel the beat,

Come a little closer baby,

I want to feel you dancin' next to me

I wake up from this fairytale, and groan.

Because I know this is one reality,

I will never own.

Death Day of my sanity

Am I so repulsive,
you need to turn your back?
Am I so discusting,
that you need have the urge to spit on me?
I thought this was a day of love, only,
you reject and deject me.
I can't stand it.
This day is one I most passionately hate.
It makes me want to cry.
Do you honestly believe that I can understand your pain,
when I am blinded by my own?
It's my day,
my personal Death Day.
To see girls with their loves,
and carrying roses, or carnations,
how do you think I feel?
I know you'd never really love me that way,
but it doesn't matter, now does it?
You made a promise you couldn't keep.
"One year, six months",
Well, it's been one year, six months,
and two days.
But it's not like I'm counting or anything.
I mean, please,
just because you've dated 3 of my friends (two of which I was close to),
you honestly think I'm angry?
I'm none of that,
only broken.
All thanks to you,
I'm a fuckin' whore near 'your kind'.
And none want this tainted, mangled body.
I am a pit of despair,
and I know I can't change that.
I only wish,
that I could be loved again.
More passionate and hopeFULL than ours.
But that day will never come.
Because I've lost my happy ending.

Hopeless.

You try to shackle me down.
I already am shackled.
Your voice commands my moves,
and I attempt to protect you.
You take the blows,
as I plan out the battle.
I will protect you with my life.
I will not let you down.
I am your Fighter, this is what I was born to do.
You are the Sacrifice,
this is how we were made.
I will fight for you,
you will heal me back up.
I will keep you safe,
and you will not allow me to abandon my post.
Marines stay at their post.
So do I.
Because I have endured more than any other Marine,
and you more than any other commander.
For together,
we are Fighter and Sacrifice,
Protector and Protected,
we are,
Hopeless.