TwistedFate

Insult me,go on, keep bitching and moaning I won't fall prey, I'll just keep on ignoring I will not bow down to you petty minded folk Or to those who think I'm nothing but a joke I've been torn apart by many over the years I pushed through the pain and fought back tears For years, I've ripped out knives from my back And kept on fighting to get my life on track Yes, I've made mistakes, I'm just a human being Comndemnd by judgment to the anger you're seeing Nobody ever remembers the good that I've done Despite it all,  it's my life that's come undone I'm still learning truths about my so called friends The one's who promised they'd be there till the end The same lot who abandoned me when I was down But guess what, I'm still afloat and I didn't drown I stood with you and picked you up after the falls Woke up in the middle of the night to answer calls You held my mistakes against me, and I didn't see...

Wolves always work in packs Hunting, and watching each others backs But this one is an outcast, one left behind Perceived to be weak by his own kind He watches from a distance As his pack wonders away together For his family's acceptance There's no storm he wouldn't weather As the night falls and the moon rises His lonely howl echos in the wind One eye constantly watching for surprises Scaring of threats with an angry grin Alone, angry and hurt, he moves onward For his wounds he blames nobody but himself And through it all he can only move forward He is now and forever, the one true Lone Wolf

He had everything any man could need Just like the arrogant Prince in that fairy tale story Day by day he lived it up and his ego would feed Never realizing he himself would undo his on glory And just like that, one day he lost it all His life and riches gone and his heart broken Upon his knees he watched his kingdom fall His tears describing words unspoken Now all alone and his past a distant memory The life he knew slipped through his fingers Locked in his lonely tower for what seems like a century His appearance changed, like a beast he lingers The scars he bares from self-inflicted wounds Watching the world go by from his own personal hell Hoping that one day he will no longer be marooned and like the Beast in the story, he too will be saved by a Belle

It's an ability we all wish we had particularly when life got terribly bad but alas that's not the way the world works we have to accept that life can be a colossal jerk  It can be anything, no matter how trivial and there's nothing you wouldn't do if it means survival we all wish we could turn back time at some point in life and hit reset so we wouldn't have to deal with the strife A mistake that cost a relationship choking last minute and losing the big championship the loss of a loved one you couldn't be there for it could be anything, we never really know We all want that button, the one that changes it all one that takes us back in time with one simple call the one that gives us another chance to make things right but like a mirage in the desert, it fades out of sight Life is fickle and there isn't much we can do to mend and only the creator knows when everything begins and ends we push forward, knowing that an opportu...

They say it's a day for celebrating love in its purest form, and the courtships blooming all around is the norm being in love is a wonderful thing, it's a beautiful feeling it's so powerful that either extreme will have you reeling Valentine's day, a commercial buffet of chocolate and flowers cards, dinner for two and romance sprouting all over for hours candles and hearts decorate the entire world, specials all around couples holding hands and gazing into each others eyes so profound But then, there are those who don't get to celebrate love people who always get hurt when push comes to shove the ones left nursing broken hearts everywhere all alone feeling the extreme of love, they wish they'd never known There are some who feel that love escapes them looking on in envy of every couple they see before them there are those who've never experienced love at all they look on and wonder what it might be like to fall Love should be felt and ce...

Everyone wants to be the good guy or the hero, although sometimes it might not be right, sometimes its being the one nobody cares about, the one who everyone steps on and uses at work, the one who never has good luck with relationships the one who is always the third wheel, the chaperon, the one who hold's the door open for everyone the one who sometimes feels being alone, is best  seldom does being the good guy actually mean anything he's the guy that sits at the bar all by his lonesome, the broody one, who his friends always complain about but no one approaches because he looks like an outcast the shy one who doesn't know what to say to the girl he likes the one who loses out to the guy with deep pockets, good looks, broad shoulders and a six pack the one who walks away and disappears without a trace the one who gets left behind, because he doesn't play politics he's the honest one and oddly the lonely one, the recluse, whose bes...