Because He Loves Cocaine.

Having a hard time, thought I'd let it out.

 

I can see it in his eyes

When he comes creeping in.
He’s been somewhere he promised me,

He’d never go again.
He thinks that I won’t know it.

He thinks that I can’t tell.
But he forgets how many times he’s put me through this hell.
The deceit is never-ending.

The betrayal . Silly lies.
How can he even sit there and look me in the eyes?
I’ve cried so many tears.

I feel so all alone.
He’s sitting right beside me, but he’s not really home.

This drug has taken over him.

It’s eating up his soul.
It’s made his heart so ugly.

Black, a giant hole.
I try to stand beside him.

I try to give him love.
I beg him to love me more than it, but I’m not good enough.
This burden is so heavy.

I cannot tell my friends.
I pray to God to help him.

I pray it someday ends.
Please God hear me praying.
Please God help him soon.
But his heart is slowly dying.
Killing himself, without a care.
I wish that he could understand that this just isn’t fair.
I have no happiness anymore; it's killing me as well.
We always fight.

We never laugh.

We only scream and yell.
This is our lives he’s tearing apart.

It’s not a funny game.
It’s destroyed my life, and killed our love.
Just because he loves Cocaine.

And even more choreography :]

"Work" by Ciara

"I betchya you can't do it like me!"

More Choreography!

Possible assembly material for someday?

Maybe when I actually get a group together :[

Break Dancing Class!

New choreography, if you watch it, let me know what you think

I'm the one in the pink shoes! Plenty more to come ;]



Just a little bit of what I'm feeling at the moment...

Blank, big, eyes are something I have,
Because of the innocence I can never get back,
I have something most girls lack;
The ability to twist and turn my soul back.

In this darkness deep within my eyes,
Can you see the horror and lies?
Can you see how I'm confined inside,
To myself, all alone..
Darkness to hate,
Deep to the bone.

In these dead, faded eyes the light was taken,
Yes, by surprise.
The light is something I lack,
Something I'm trying so hard just to get back.


The light will never be as bright,
Never like before...
But something a little less than before.
A simple shimmer and nothing more,
Enough shimmer where you can see,
The truth in me,
Of what I used to be.
Of what I can,
And what I'm trying to be again.


You know it's hard,
Because of where I've been,
What I've been through,
But the shimmer is coming to.
As these big, blank, eyes are fading too.

"Music says that which cannot be said..."

I've just spent the last hour listening to this song and I'm still not sick of it.

It's entitled "Your Hand in Mine" by Explosions in the Sky.

The passion in it's notes are filled with more than I can grasp, it's healing to the mind.

I'm planning on choreographing something to this someday, it's just so beautiful.

Isn't it humbling that we get to be surrounded with such beauty as this?

"Music is love in search for a word."

- Sidonnie Gabrielle

"      Music speaks what cannot be expressed, soothes the mind and gives it rest, heals the heart and makes it whole, flows from heaven to the soul."

- Author Unknown