The Immortal

I have watched many live and die
Yet here I am as the time passes by
Seasons come and seasons go
How long I will be I do not know
Age has been good to me
And time has been absent from me
I do not wish to call their attention
For I do not mind this ageless repitition.

Copyright Alissa Brown ~ 2007

Tale of a Hollow Girl

I've been broken so many times I'm no longer me
Put together so many times I've lost a couple peices as you can see
Through my wounds you can see my tender heart
Sewn together, one tug on the string and you will pull it apart
Forgive me if I stay in the shadows and don't speak
I am nothing but tender and weak
I can no longer trust someone to hold my heart
It's been crushed and torn apart
I am nothing but held together by string
A harsh word and I will blow away into nothing
You come to me and try to bring me out
I refuse and sit in the dark and pout
You beg and plead and tell me you'll be there for me
I can't be swayed that easlily
Day and night your by my side
I run but you refuse to let me hide
I am weak and I stumbled an hit my head
A broken body shattered and if not for you I would be dead
Needle and thread you took and put me back together
You sit and sew, day and night and in all the weather
You fill in the missing peices of me with peices of you
In the moonlight you took your time with my heart
You made sure it was not missing one part
The tender light of the night you captured inside
You used stardust to cover every crack I could never hide
You put me back together in the twilight
You waited for me to wake up with the touch of daylight
Your tender kisses on my lips set my heart fluttering alive
Emotions that were once dead and gone are now back and alive
You saw inside and my every secret you made sure to keep
I took you for granted but by my side you made sure to keep
You were there trying to hold my hand
You put me back together and made me whole again
You put yourself inside of me to be part of me
I now know you would never leave me
You will be with me till the end of time

©2007-2008 ~NewsboyBliss

My Storymaker

I watch him as he plucks flies from wings

And puts rocks to bed, as the rain sings

The grass is purple and the sky sugar blue

When he's around all fantasies are true

He's my storymaker...

The world looks like a rainbow as I pass

I ride upon a unicorn on a sea of glass

The fish fly and the birds swim

The stars dance upon the moon's rim

And I place the sun upon my head

And wear it as a crown

I am a queen when he is around

He is my storymaker...

He paints his canvas with every leaf

Makes emotion, love and grief

When he speaks music is felt

It makes me quiver and melt

He is my storymaker...

©2007-2008 ~NewsboyBliss