Your mind shall stray from such lethal words

i wake up in the middle of the night
trying not scream out secrets that i've kept inside
everything is turning into a blurry sight
nothing seems to be clear enough for me to feel alive.

light breaks through the darkness where i hide.
my broken heart reflects off the shattered mirror by its side
i take a deep breath as tears and cheeks collide
nothing seems to be clear enough for me to survive.

The words from your mouth shot without a care
leaving me in silence to scream the truth I wouldnt dare
The emotions that flow noticably within me I must not share
Stitched emotions and mouth to match is truely fair

The screams enhance to the point I must not cross
But to avoid existance why draw the line its loss...
Till the day my lips betray The secrets enclosed...your mind must stray....

Original Poetry From The Hearts Content-Nauta, Renea LT

Smearing Thoughts Onto A PAge



Just as the wind gently leaves with a screaming kiss upon your lips, tears pervade the eyes knowing very well you cannot or will never have that one person, whom steals your heart, murders your breath,and doesn't seek it within your eyes yet their is but one who seeks it within your eyes, steals your breath for hostage yet has not had the audacity to retrieve your heart for you continue to hold onto something that cease to ever want to be held onto..Knowing this fact, you continue to deceive your mind that love is but a horrid mistake, and not to be held against you until you learn but in an awkward awakening of your true vulnerability, something you have been running away from, something that mislead you, did you wrong, and had cowardly been lurking in the shadows watching as you tear your self's being apart...All to your doing, and gets the credit and pleasure in seeking such a low status in your point it laughs in your mockery..you hear it, and it is quickened to be held silent,for you have but a possession of blame, which you place on whom you are still holding onto..yet a majority upon yourself, forcing the other to drift every time you bring up that persons name, you wonder whats leading you far from what you would've had, but don't cause of something that you want, but in return has not been willing to hold you deeply within their heart, saying they will, but over the times you notice all has stopped, your face down on a dashboard, silky red iron liquid is spreading fast, voices you hear in a very faint, yet earshot distance, which you seem to notice does not belong to a familiar figure.Listening as your heart punches your chest, and slows the pace as your gasps for air shorten, jagged short lenghty air which escape your once so rosy lips, you quickly fade, and so does your vision.Would you call this blinded by selfish love or love to be held on and yet not the right owner of something so fragile

Original Poetry of the hearts content.-Nauta, Renea LT