GNOMES:o

Well…im Jessie. Don’t really know much about this. And since im using my phone for it I don’t really know how to do stuff other then post. So yeah, my songs and poems and pics that I post will always be mine. If theyre not ill tell you whos they are. “Omg did you write that??” Do you see a name beside it? No? Then yes. Yes I did:) ive never had a blog before. Guess one of those things where you just post whatever and noone can really yell at you for it? Well that’s good..cuz im very well-like today…there was this lady, and her knees-Nvm. No nightmares for you tonight, you’re welcomexD people say I have ADD, I don’t. I just really like things. And get distracted easily. And am kinda very hyper. I play guitar, and write, and draw, and whatever. That’s it. Have fun, enjoi, um..yeahx)

I held my tongue when you asked me to change/the stuff you said embedded in my brain/shed tears praying for rain/all that to wash away my pain/deep inside I know I have strength/it took me all those years to find it when you made me fall again/it fell out of my hands and yet again im weak

I wont forget the hurt or that image you held so high/it brought me to my knees/it made me want to die/preach me something new/I still love you despite who you say ‘we’ are/by the way/who’s we

I choked on the guilt you’d find out of nothing/through it all I held back words/how I wish I would’ve said something sooner/how this pain still grows/it haunts me even today/I know im not what you expected/but neither are you/I never could ever fucking please you

I wont forget the hurt or the image you held so high/I wont forget all the times I almost said goodbye/but you’ll never know how bad it felt/or how you have destroyed a big part of me/over all this I know you still care/SOMEWHERE I KNOW YOU CARE….:P

Behind her eyes I saw the stolen skies The memories of her happy days Ones of fun and adventure Behind her eyes I saw the stole skies Her heart longs to go back But she has to stay here When she thinks about the past All the memories that still last Behind her eyes will be a tear She can’t go back to that year

The fallen angel cries Wings broken and scarred The fallen angel sits under stormy skies Bones aching and heart barred The fallen angel cries out to the stars Praying to its creator for one more chance The fallen angel begs for God to heal its scars Praying to its creator,it sheds crystal tears The fallen angel running from its fears Trying to end this on going war The fallen angel looks around It finds its blood on the ground The fallen angel patches up its wings Its eyes glazed in red rings The fallen angel storms away to face its creator Enters like a phantom in the theatre The fallen angel turns to face its maker It shouts and screams asking him why he was never there The fallen angel stops and realizes All the hope its ever found was the creator He was always there