Do Not Fear

I'm stronger than I lead myself to believe.
I'm stronger than I lead myself to
I'm stronger than I lead myself
I'm stronger than I lead
I'm stronger than I
I'm stronger than
I'm stronger.

Social Institutions

when the weight of the world becomes a little heavier
from my average day to day
i try to look to others to help with my burdens.
but others can't help lift this heavy load
it's mine to bear.

Just Another Endless Night

this bottle is my only friend
it blurs the lines
keeping up this happy face
slowly ticks the time

you're there livin loud in the streets
while i'm in here alone
softly my lonely heart beats
now that you're gone

take another
make it last
use them all and forget the past

time keeps ticking and i can't wait
your voice to wake me from this dream
maybe i should leave it all to fate
perfect, or so it seemed

take another
make it last
use them all and forget the past

now i'll go
don't you worry
takin' my last breath
before you figure out you're sorry

change your story
cuz no one will believe you

take another
make it last
use them all and forget the past

take another
make it last
use them all and forget the past

i need to forget the past

Tie a Noose around the Old Oak Tree

You gave me a ride home, I gave you my heart
You gave me a smile and laughter followed, I gave you my body
You gave me a reason for waking, I gave you my spirit

You gave me an excuse, I gave you redemption
You gave me a lie, I gave you trust
You gave me nothing in the end while I gave my everything.


this time, I've got nothing to say.

excerpt - Ch. 1

I walked into the room crowded with prescription medications and home-made hospital equipment.

Even in his final days, he thinks of himself as a doctor. Without even a high school degree…I don’t know where he ever got that inclination. He believes he has the power to heal himself but lacks the energy and spirit; instead, he allows his body to remain lifeless in the crippling fortress of a bed.

It’s been years since I’d stepped foot in this room. When I was younger, it was my imagination’s safe haven. As I grew up, it turned from my giant toy box of wonder and secrets to my grandfather’s sanctuary of pity and self-loathing.

Even the hallway leading to the bedroom, once lined with smiling portraits of children’s faces, looks sad and dark.

It’s at that moment that my eyes see him for the first time. It takes me a long time because the mattress where he lays has become so accustomed to his shape that the blankets and sheets swallow him whole. Not even his chest rising up and down as he breathes, in slow, repetitive motions, shows signs of hope.

His eyes are open but they stare blankly at the ceiling and they might as well have been closed.

This is his hour. We both know it won’t be much longer.

I took two small steps towards the edge of that bed; my hand grazed his dresser and the cold wood caught me off guard.

I slowly took a step back and gathered up my courage; it seemed to be slipping from under my garments and lying in a pool around me with every tick of the grandfather clock in the corner.

I had been waiting years to say what I had come here to say today and I wasn’t about to leave without trying.

Again, and this time, with slightly more confidence, I took a few more steps toward him.

As I stood by him, I could see his eyes shift to my figure and he did his best to raise his hand to rest it on top of mine.

He was terrible at showing his emotions: this time wouldn’t be any different. Even though I knew this would probably be the last time I would feel his touch again, it sent shivers down my skin.

mail call

DISCLAIMER: this post is not an excerpt from anything, it is just something that I feel I need to say.


For whom it may concern,

I was highly offended at the demonstration that was conducted on our campus last week. I personally may agree with some of the points of those conducting it, but I in no way condone the events. If you don't agree with something, it's perfectly fine to voice your opinion, just make sure you're not offending anyone in the process. I realize that you may have a lot to say on the issue because, I'm very aware that this is a matter of importance, but don't make a mockery of all the hard work some students are doing to make this university a great one. Diversity workshops are put on all the time by the university and many organizations must attend them; it's something the university has started (in the last few years) to pride itself on...their stress on acceptance and open-mindedness of diversity. Just because someone has different beliefs/morals than you, does not make them wrong. "Tomorrow hopes we learned something from today."
If you are going to voice your opinion in a public fashion, make sure you represent all sides. You can greatly aggravate the situation by doing things in an disrespectful manner.

Before the media got involved, the demonstration should have ceased. Now, Texas A&M has a bad image in the public eye.

Someone might have heard several great things about this University, but it only take ONE THING to totally change their perspective. Don't let the publics perception be a negative one about this great school.

as for "the freedom of speech":

"IT IS BETTER TO BE SILENT AND BE THOUGHT A FOOL THAN TO OPEN YOUR MOUTH AND REMOVE ALL DOUBT"


thanks and gig 'em

© 2008 Lauren Dickerson

Sad Song

For her, it's about love and growing old together.
For you, it's about satisfaction.
You know what you want and no one's going to stop you...you know you can just reach out and take it
Your actions seem noble but I'm aware of your intentions.
The facade you put on may fool others, but I'm no fool to your games.

I was once just like her.
No one told me about his dark side.
I had to pick up the pieces, myself, after my world was shattered.

She won't have to be like that though because she's not going into this alone.
She has experience on her side. She won't get hurt...
You, on the other hand, might not be so lucky.

© 2008 Lauren Dickerson