Monday, February 2, 2015

My heart is young
The night is fresh
Your love is mine
Forever to hold
Your kiss is fine
Your hugs bold
What am I to do
With feelings that cannot be told

Your gazing eyes
So bright
Looking into mine
This sublime

Sunday, January 11, 2015

If time is measured by moments
then I don't believe in time


For my love for you is timeless
Our moments are never finite


Even death due us part will not devour our love
For I know that I will always search for you my love
In the next life and every life after


For my love for you is timeless
Our moments are never finite


Even if we live on separate parts of the world
I will find you in my heart
Not a day will go by without the yearning of your touch
Even just the taste of your lips on mine
Is the ultimate drug of mankind
No one will ever have your heart


For my love for you is timeless
Our moments are never finite


And if one day you find someone else
I will still love you like no one else
Please don't ever forget


My love for you is timeless
Our moments are never finite


Search for me wherever you go
I promise to be there for you to hold
You will never be alone




To Bruno



Thursday, January 8, 2015

I feel to deep- thats my problem



Sometimes my mind accepts the darkness, conceals it and lets it grow, until the moment I see your face the darkness escapes into a world unknown

Misery is a foul thing to taste, yet it lingers on my tongue, never to be replaced

Not a day goes by that I am not fearful of destiny

How bad can it be?

Knowing the shallowness of humanity

Will my envy be free?

Who will understand the paths of life

If not me?

I am not my own

I am yet to bestow the quality of life I am meant to own




Unknown is rather a strange word

a meaning so manifold

encrypted yet relevant to the lonely heart

Is there a solitude of worlds with peace and tranquility

or is this a mere manifestation of hope and dream?

Maybe it is good to not know

Sunday, December 14, 2014

I will never understand how it is to live in poverty
Not in poverty of wealth in societal standards 
Poverty of the soul
I believe it's a beautiful thing to understand culture, values, ethics, foods, music, dance
It's part of humanity 
Since our exsistance, we've all came together in unity 
Evidently we are social creatures 
We are all the same 
No one better or worse 
So why judge? 
I have no enemies and I don't believe I should 
What have I done to wrong anyone?

I just want to be known as Anthoulla 
With just a name I want to be known 
I know I'm different 
I know when I walk in the room what people think of me 
I hate the attention 

Social creature obsessed with beauty and knowledge 
 
I'm not lost anymore 
I know who I am 
I'm no longer living in darkness, depression, and fear
I know where I want to go
I want to shine 
I want to be brilliant 
I just want to be me now

I hope someday you find yourself and love you for you 
No one can replace you or ever be you 
Take pride in yourself because you have talent and grace 
No one can take away your essence - make sure it's always a good one 

With love, 
A

P.S.
My writing is not directed to anyone in my personal life, only the reader. 

Monday, February 24, 2014

People ask me if I'm happy
I smile and respond with, "yes".

And the truth is,
I don't hate myself,
I don't think I'm ugly,
I don't have people bully me,
I was the popular girl in high school,
I'm in college getting a career,
I'm skinny,
I have perfect skin,
and in a relationship

But I think beauty is a curse
I have all this confidence but inside it hurts
Pain from my past, present and future
I've see things I wish I could erase
Heard things a child should never be told
Felt things I wish I never felt
I think i'm tainted
I'm messed up
I want to be understood
I just want to let go
My heart feels heavy
My blood rushes
Sometimes I wish I could disappear
and that's the saddest truth of it all

Thursday, February 13, 2014

They say crying is for the weak, well, maybe that's why I always cry alone.