I find myself,
In a timid place,
Under a tepid light,
With a treacherous task.
But is it the the task,
Or the truthless lies,
That I've been told,
Many times?
But the time has come,
And left in a tick.
For me to tweak up,
Not live with these tricks.
And so I tilt,
In an idle trance,
In a troubling place,
With this task at hand.
Jul 19, 2012
Jul 19, 2012 at 11:32 PM UTC
Of all the people I've met in my life,
You are the best of all.
Whenever I feel ever so short,
You tell me that I am tall.
You laugh at every single joke,
Even if you know them all.
You're always standing by my side,
And you catch me when I fall.
We always sing,laugh and play,
All the way throughout the day.
At sunset we lay down under the sun,
Thinking about our day of fun.
I reach for your hand and you grab mine,
And I feel your love, oh lovely mother of mine.
Now as I lay under dusk's laudable light,
I reach slowly for your hand,
Hoping you'll grab mine.
But you can't because you're under heaven's dawn,
Oh lovely mother of mine.
You can't because you're gone,
Oh lovely mother of mine.
Jul 19, 2012
Jul 19, 2012 at 11:11 PM UTC
And I find myself,
Facing the stars,
Holding up my hands,
Begging the sun,
For one more chance.
And I find myself,
Reaching for your hand,
When you're on the ground,
Praying 'till the end,
For one more chance.
And I find myself,
Shattering the night,
Throwing out the light,
Crying as i fight,
For one more chance.
But if I can't have one more chance,
Then I wonder who? Who can?
Jul 17, 2012
Jul 17, 2012 at 7:23 PM UTC
The place not told where the mountains stand low and the ocean waves up high.
Where soil grows up, from the plants so deep,
And the clouds float low with the grass up steep.
The place not told where at dawn, the sun crawls down very slow,
And at dusk it creeps up from the depths below.
The place not told where in the eerie night, I stand alone, yet in a frantic fight.
With whom you ask, the most evil of things.
In this place not told, I fight the darkness within.
Jul 13, 2012
Jul 13, 2012 at 8:16 PM UTC
Not a prison is one without a prisoner within,
Not a crime is one without one that commits,
Not a battle is one between death and life,
Without one that kills and the one that dies.
Not a tear you'll shed when a petal fades,
For if you believe, it will bloom again.
Not a heart is one without hate and love,
Not a god is one without the heavens above.
Not a hand you shall raise to the lurid skies,
If all of you're prayers are full of lies.
Not a word makes sense unless you understand,
So say what you believe, get up, take a stand.
Jul 12, 2012
Jul 12, 2012 at 7:13 PM UTC