I'm having trouble expressing this feeling within me.
It'd be better described as a feeling not at all.
I have a light in my heart and a hop to my step,
Though I'm not at my best,
And I never will be again.
Don't ever forget I always feel better with a pen.
In any case, this realization dawned,
And I knew I could be myself better,
But it doesn't seem worth it
If it's not the best.
That seems a very perfectionist way to view it,
But this is a quality of mine I am attuned to.
And I can tell you, the perfection I care for
Resides in your left breastplate,
Somewhere your rescue will never be late.
I, Myself, truly don't understand my strife.
It's got absolutely nothing to do with how perfect things are,
But more with the absolute disgust I feel with...
*I don't ******* know*
'Cause **** this!
My head is clear.
This time in life barely matters
I will persevere.
My goal is golden flakes of happiness dipped in sun.
My beliefs are trust, fun, and a pure heart.
All my young devils will be known as angels.
You will not be born owing anything to anyone.
If you wish to run, run with the wolves,
Or breathe with a tree.
True happiness is imagination,
Letting your soul be whatever it wants to be.
Really don't allow yourself down that hole of despair.
There are much more annoying people down there.
So may your eyes burn deep with curiosity,
And may your soul sing a song of serenity,
With a hint of integrity.
And there it is... The Best of Me.
Sep 24, 2013
Sep 24, 2013 at 9:57 PM UTC
I've got a constant ******* raincloud.
It's always there,
Even when it's sunny
That **** don't disappear.
I feel like I've been dead forever.
I feel like no one can hear,
But maybe my cries are just silent.
Only heard by my ear.
Keep telling myself it'll be better,
One day this storm will stop.
Until then, it seems I have to stay dead.
Stay dead or I'll really die,
maybe that'll be better.
My soul will float to the sky,
I'll never have to hear my cries
And shiver because I thought I was too clever.
Too clever to bring my own demise,
Too clever to be brought down by grey skies.
Thought I'd never lose that feeling
The feeling of the sun in my heart.
Just gotta keep telling myself
It's time to restart.
Mar 18, 2013
Mar 18, 2013 at 4:55 PM UTC
Sleepy, yawny,droopy eyes
She's waiting on clearer skies.
She cries tears like the rain,
When she smiles it's like a beautiful summer plain.
Her laugh swayed like the wind.
The stars change her attitude
On a whim.
Summer eyes twinkle
Making it through the chill.
Freezing from the inside out,
Her mood is sinking in.
Save this angel, save this light.
Eventually she'll melt from fright,
Fright of living alone in her head,
If only someone would crawl in her bed.
Hold her, sing to her, cradle her head
Make her feel safe before she closes her eyes,
And hopefully when she opens them
She'll see those clear skies.
Feb 26, 2013
Feb 26, 2013 at 11:45 PM UTC
It's not my place,
I don't even own one.
It's time to run,
Important to no one.
Feb 26, 2013
Feb 26, 2013 at 11:13 PM UTC
The birds chirp a lovely tune,
And the air smells like vanilla.
Fingers stained with a clementine scent;
Golden flakes reflect in the sun.
The trance of that song
Dancing across his nerves,
Before his thoughts are done.
Thoughts so constant,
He gets no sleep at night.
To stay focused is sometimes a continuous fight.
Deadly darkness he sits in
Flooding the empty space
With immaculate imagination.
Never will he rest his head,
There's too much action for bed.
Fly forever, Golden Boy.
Hold on dearly to that golden joy.
Feb 26, 2013
Feb 26, 2013 at 11:10 PM UTC
Seeds of despair
Grow in her hair.
They follow her around
Everywhere.
Active or not,
They are caught
In the sanctum of
Her beautiful thought.
Too much drive not to survive
She swings violently
Across her mind.
The spectrum has broken
Hell has been opened
And all love and comfort forgotten.
Feb 16, 2013
Feb 16, 2013 at 9:35 PM UTC
Shivers,
Cold wind,
Breezy,
through her fair skin.
Dark streets
And the occasional car,
If she's up all night
She's bound to get far.
Hopefully she'll reach the desert
And get her endless sun.
She's tired of the chill
Breaking up her fun.
Trapped in a cage of ice,
Movement is hard.
As imaginative as she is,
That desert is real far.
Feb 16, 2013
Feb 16, 2013 at 9:32 PM UTC
Oh, he
You know?
Him who i speak of
Who flies and goes.
Wrap his soul 'round your finger.
You'll hold the power of searing coal.
Burning.
Limitless Passion.
Does it show?
Lack of aggression.
She,
Like pretty white snow
The moon underneath that transparent skin.
What do you do?
With these emotions unwilling to show,
And this burning man
Who will wait no longer to go?
Feb 13, 2013
Feb 13, 2013 at 11:54 PM UTC
As time has passed
I've seen much that is great and vast.
My soul may wander
Up alone in the stars,
And my sight is clear
As xanax bars.
I speak fluid spanglish,
and sing of the sea.
Life is beautiful,
Oh can't you see?
Feb 13, 2013
Feb 13, 2013 at 11:51 PM UTC
I was kissed by an angel,
you see.
This dimple on my chin
Is the mark they left on me.
I wonder,
what may this be?
It's just another spell cast over me.
Feb 13, 2013
Feb 13, 2013 at 11:48 PM UTC