I cannot contain my hearts joy.
It appears I have fallen for a very special boy.
I cannot control my brains thoughts.
I finally discovered the love I sought.
The winds blow is no longer frozen.
It is indeed by cupid that I have been chosen.
The water is no longer lifeless and untrue.
It is undoubtedly now a vibrant blue!
I can understand now why the birds sing.
They are rejoicing in the love the world can bring.
I can understand now the meaning of day.
It's so I can see the smile of my love, if i may.
Thank you heart, for showing me the path...
To the love I've longed for, that no force can surpass.
Thursday, December 11, 2008
Dream Boy/ Part 1
Times passes by so fast
In the blink of an eye,
Even though times has passed,
It still remains you and I.
The warmth of your touch,
The taste of your kiss,
Is just too much...
But, you will be missed.
You stand in my dreams,
This godly man,
Nothing is what it seems...
But, i still hold your hand.
In my imaginative mind,
We are a whole.
A giant smile so kind...
But, you have no soul.
It doesn't phase me,
That you aren't real.
As long as you and i can be...
In my never ending seal.
My dream has come true,
Though you're just in my head.
Mt dream boy is you,
To you I am lead.
If we could only meet,
In my dream one more time.
But, my nightmares have me beat...
You are no longer mine.
Your black hair;
Your brown eyes;
Your loving stare;
My distant cries;
Will continue to ring,
In and out my ears,
Though the thought of you stings...
I wish you were here.
In the blink of an eye,
Even though times has passed,
It still remains you and I.
The warmth of your touch,
The taste of your kiss,
Is just too much...
But, you will be missed.
You stand in my dreams,
This godly man,
Nothing is what it seems...
But, i still hold your hand.
In my imaginative mind,
We are a whole.
A giant smile so kind...
But, you have no soul.
It doesn't phase me,
That you aren't real.
As long as you and i can be...
In my never ending seal.
My dream has come true,
Though you're just in my head.
Mt dream boy is you,
To you I am lead.
If we could only meet,
In my dream one more time.
But, my nightmares have me beat...
You are no longer mine.
Your black hair;
Your brown eyes;
Your loving stare;
My distant cries;
Will continue to ring,
In and out my ears,
Though the thought of you stings...
I wish you were here.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
I
I
Like a broken Ferris wheel,
I stay in place.
Like a dancing ballerina,
I move with grace.
Like a hot kettle,
I blow off steam.
Like a sleeping child,
I lay and dream.
Like an evil witch,
I burn at the stake.
Like roaring waterfall,
I crash into a lake.
Like a gallant warrior,
I fight with pride.
Like a playful child,
I run and hide.
Like a newborn baby,
I let out a cry.
Like a tiny bird,
I learn to fly,
Like an hungry fish,
I take the bait.
Like a sick elderly,
I accept my fate.
Like a broken Ferris wheel,
I stay in place.
Like a dancing ballerina,
I move with grace.
Like a hot kettle,
I blow off steam.
Like a sleeping child,
I lay and dream.
Like an evil witch,
I burn at the stake.
Like roaring waterfall,
I crash into a lake.
Like a gallant warrior,
I fight with pride.
Like a playful child,
I run and hide.
Like a newborn baby,
I let out a cry.
Like a tiny bird,
I learn to fly,
Like an hungry fish,
I take the bait.
Like a sick elderly,
I accept my fate.
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Have you ever wondered?
Have you ever wondered?I wonder what she’s feeling as she sniffs drugs up her nose.Is she aware that she’s hurting others? Do you think she even knows?I wonder what he’s thinking as he shoots heroine through his vein.Have you ever stopped to think if he’s doing this for personal gain?I wonder what she’s feeling as she drinks her eighth beer.Do you think she’s drowning away the pain that draws near?I wonder what he’s thinking as he hits his wife in her face.Do you think he feels like a man putting his wife ‘in her place?’I wonder what she’s feeling as she drives her car near a lake.Did you ever wonder what’s stopping her from slamming her foot on the brake?I wonder what he’s thinking as he points the gun to his head.Do you think he’ll find peace when his last drop of blood has been shed?I wonder what she’s feeling as she cries herself to sleep.Don’t you ever wonder exactly what happened to cause this child to weep?A problem we all have is that we spend too much time complaining about the little things that aren’t going well in our lives. We never stopped to think… to think that there are others out there who would do anything to complain about spilled milk, or their wife spending thousands of dollars in a Prada bag. It would be nice for them to worry about things such as those, rather than pray to be drug free, alcohol free, pain free, worry free… and just plain free.
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