She
She walks in beauty like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies,
And all that's best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes;
Thus mellowed to the tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One ray the more, one shade the less
Had half impaired the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress
Or softly lightens o'er her face,
Where thoughts serenely sweet express
How pure, how dear their dwelling place.
And on that cheek and o'er that brow
So soft, so calm yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow
But tell of days in goodness spent
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent.
-- Lord Byron, (George Gordon)Dedicated to someone special
Now you know!
I thought there would be time I used to think I knew the way Now I’m caught in the madness Of every suffocating day There's too much or not enough It's too soon or a day late Sometimes I sit and laugh I guess I just pissed off fate Too many people talking I just don’t care anymore I learned to pretend to listen Like I used to before I’m the one that's living this And no you don’t "know how it feels" And yes I may wail too much It's how someone like me deals What the hell am I running from It's been so long I forgot Just stand in one spot Give a "new start" a shot So here I am again New place new people new me Oh God here I am again With these demons you cannot see Don’t tell me it's ok It'll be better in a year Nothing seems to take away This overwhelming fear It wasn’t till the dayI opened my mind to see That the monster I was running from Was the choices made by me Just stop screwing it up And now I'll be just fine I'm glad that night wasn’t the end And God knew it wasn’t my time.
