chrystal
Mexican
Glistening in the foggy morning breeze / I hear i hear someone calling my name / A voice that said to me / Im hear than there im everywhere / Going through the tuff trees like a maze / Just to see where this voice is echoing from / Sounding a bit like a drum / My corpse is yet numb / I yet continue to this voice / I spot a tree yet up the hill / To find out this voice is only a tree / A tree a tree that stands tall / With hair long like mine / I visit this tree everyday / And i named it willow, willow my tree
Your love for me is like a burning tree thats throws out smoke like mists from a jungle
It spits on me like showers in may
It crumbles like a cookie when devoured
I dread every moment for it feels like
Chili on an open wound
I turn to you
You turn the cheek
How I wanna just run a blade right through
Your heart and end it there
So theres no more pain and agony
It can just be lonley
Like on a chilly night all hovered in my covers
For this is how I live a nightmare
That wont leave
I say leave me now for I spare your life
A life of pain and suffering
Aug 3, 2013
Aug 3, 2013 at 6:20 PM UTC
Coldness of emptyness is all i sence inside
Glancing ahead at the bright head lights
But yet my mind is day dreaming
And all i can see is your warm warm hand massaging mine
I see a future that can hold the key
To our everlasting love
I blink my eyes
And wake i cant cry
Yet still empty inside
my heart crys out blood
Like the vietnam war
I dont know if this battle is yet for me
Jul 25, 2013
Jul 25, 2013 at 1:59 AM UTC
Imagine; just imagine
Balancing on:
Everlasting clouds made out of cotton candy
Nodding off in:
Homes that are of ginger bread
Skimming through:
Green grasss made out of tropical kiwi frosting
Driving on:
Roads that are built of grahm crackers
Supper, supper that are
Non human walking, talking deserts
The dreams that civilians dream
Are as realistic as they come for dreamers
Are called a dream that when you wake
Its reality a reality that turns into
De ja vu!
Jun 24, 2013
Jun 24, 2013 at 1:56 AM UTC
Going to bed upset
Dreaming to hope your sorrows wash away
Dolphins splashing you in the misty breeze
Tasting the water with those salty lips
Your ride is up
To rise up in the same ***** head
All shookin up like a shake in a blender
To feel like a big girl
But only slender
Jun 22, 2013
Jun 22, 2013 at 1:15 AM UTC
He wanted piece
He wanted one nation under god
He wanted the ability to succeed the freedom
what he called speech
In his courage for words
and walks through a nation of ignorance
He held his head high
And all he ever dreamed of was for his brothers
To be loved... Held...
And cared for the same
Are we not yet one nation one nation in this land
In this land we call world
Wake up wake up i say
For your dream has become
Jun 21, 2013
Jun 21, 2013 at 1:47 AM UTC
They say blood is thicker than water
But really water runs more than blood
All blood is lost through wars and sorrow
And when we cry its water not tuff tasting metal
We need blood to live within our souls
But yet water is needed to survive
Jun 20, 2013
Jun 20, 2013 at 11:05 PM UTC
Surrender your heart to his heart and soul
Surrender your mind so both are in control
Like a remote know which buttons to press
Not knowing causes erosion and misfits
Jun 20, 2013
Jun 20, 2013 at 9:36 PM UTC
I once knew this person with a warm heart
I once knew this person who had spirit
I once knew this person who always cared
I once knew this person who knew deep within
What they really wanted but never took the chance to tell me who they really were
Jun 20, 2013
Jun 20, 2013 at 2:35 PM UTC
This world is ironic
They say its sitanic
What i believe is the scriptures of the dying sea
It needs to be herd it needs to be read
That there is only a one way ticket
To this everlasting piece
A fire in a bush
A man on the cross
Sea shells in the desert
And the first sinners
Darwin you tell me is this not enough?
Jun 20, 2013
Jun 20, 2013 at 10:38 AM UTC
No one holds the key physically
to unlock the pearly gates just yet
Its a war on earth we have to battle
In order to prove our worthyness to the man above
We go about our paths
And think thats enough
But really it takes courage and strength
To stand up to those who are not right
They glance at you funny
Like a clown in a circus
But they dont have the knowledge
To know what is right
Jun 20, 2013
Jun 20, 2013 at 2:14 AM UTC