chazmarie

"You dare to question me?" His voice roared around the old building like thunder. "After all that I've done for you! I made you, and I  can break you. Don't for a second think I wont". It was true, he  did make me, and I had no false delusions that he would destroy me if he wanted to. I had seen it before, anyone who crossed his path that he didn't like or anyone who tried to question his power, sometimes just out of boredom, he didn't have a problem with turning an immortal into dust. "I, I just need to know the answers" I said, sounding scared of my own voice. I had to play this carefully, if anything sounded like a challenge or a mistru

How can I be so alone when U are all here? How can I be so afraid when I'm told there's no fear? How can I miss U when U say there's nothing to miss? How can U say I don't love U when it leaves me feeling like this? I don't understand, maybe I'm just being dim, But how could U love me when U then go with him? Is it spite that makes U want to cause me so much pain? I would understand, but then don't ever say U love me, again. I don't want to hurt him, I love him to much, But my heart aches at Ur every touch. U tell me to go to him and I know it's the right thing to do. But I look over his shoulder always searching for U. I've tr

Looking back on all my hearts burses and scrapes, I can see what I didn't see then to help me escape, With darkness around my heart I couldn't see the light, But that was okay then, I didn't see the need to fight. Now I've found you I can see the cracks in the fog, The hatred that used to fill my veins now starts to unclog, The shadow of sadness that left me crying in shade, Has now stated to lift and all around me fade. I no longer wonder why life is so glum, And now I know that I don't have to keep my heart numb, I can once again feel the sun on my face, My heart longs for our next sweet embrace. I never thought I could fee

Date one, man one. W: What colour are my eyes? M: What do U mean what colour are Ur eyes? W: We have been on this date for almost two hours, in that time U havent looked up from my chest. So, what colour are my eyes? M: I have looked at Ur eyes, Ive not looked at Ur chest. Ur eyes are, erm, blue? W: No, my eyes are brown. Date two, man two. W: Its like Groundhog day, living the same night over and over. M: What are U talking about? W: What colour are my eyes? M: What? How should I know that? W: We’ve been on this date an hour and a half, in that time U have looked at my chest, the legs and ass of the waitress

Hello doctor, Ive come to you with a question. Lately Ive been feeling down and I have a confession. Im obsessed with life and I fear death. That every intake could be my last breath. Have I got a disease or some sort of flu? Ive thought and thought but I dont have a clue. I wake in the morning feeling fine. But as the day goes on I cant help but think of the Devine. That one day I will meet my maker. I think about it when I go to work and to the baker. Its making my life a long hard dredge. Like Im always living on lifes edge. Please give me some pills or something to cure. I really dont think I can take this anymore. I