I'm here for you.
From now until the end of time,
I'm your guardian,
And you are mine.
I'll keep you from relapsing,
Back to those dark times.
And you'll keep me from ever knowing,
Just how bad that feels.
To have no one,
For now it is impossible,
We have each other.
And together we'll save our own lives.
Jan 10, 2014
Jan 10, 2014 at 3:51 AM UTC
I thought it as impossible,
No young love could be so true.
I couldn't actually feel for someone so strongly,
I couldn't feel complete.
Then I met you.
Jan 6, 2014
Jan 6, 2014 at 2:29 AM UTC
I see him every night,
Walking, pacing, strolling.
Right outside my window,
Never seeming to have a purpose.
Just an old Saunterer,
Walking in the night.
I've tried to talk to him,
But each time I cannot seem to reach him.
He is a mirage on a desert road in the summer,
Always staying the same distance from me.
He doesn't talk, only walks,
His footsteps haunt my dreams.
His memories are all i see,
His life is what I live as I sleep.
My street has become his resting place,
My brain, where he manifests himself to me.
I have become his safe haven,
As he is mine.
He cannot speak,
Thus we communicate through the pictures in our heads.
Sharing stories, jokes, experiences.
We teach eachother things,
He has taught me about the old world.
How cruel it was,
I have only taught him how it is still much the same.
The late night Saunterer is now my friend,
He is so sweet and caring.
He always seems to ask how I'm doing.
I didn't know I could be so similar to a man who never talks, Only walks,
I feel as if he is a reflection of me.
Or maybe of what I wish to be.
Suddenly, as if cold rain hit my face,
I am revived from a trance.
I realize the late night Saunterer is a sweet old man,
He is the spirit of the future me.
Dec 21, 2013
Dec 21, 2013 at 2:09 AM UTC
There is Sadness. Darkness. Despair.
The world is filled with it,
The problem humans have;
few have discovered the secrets,
To joyful despair.
Not as in learning to cope with, And even enjoy pain.
Instead the techniques of rising to a challenge.
Finding the light in the dark, the good in the bad.
The problem;
We are too afraid of the unknown.
So terrified when we cannot see the path that lie forth
But little do we know, that taking the unforgettable leap into the darkness is just a start.
To forging your own path.
To facing your fate with no fear and saying "you cannot sculpt my being."
I will choose my own destiny.
I will choose to see the world around me in a new, explosion of light.
For It is the only way to ever unlock,
The secrets to joyful despair.
Dec 17, 2013
Dec 17, 2013 at 12:32 AM UTC
What is love?
Love is the tingly feeling I get when our skin touches.
Love is the butterflies I get when we lock eyes.
Love is the overwhelming warmth I get when our lips meet.
Love is the endless thoughts and day dreaming,
It is my newly formed lack of sleep,
It is the best thing in the world,
A preview of heaven.
Love is a journey of friends getting closer,
An i wouldn't want to spend it with anybody but you.
Nov 8, 2013
Nov 8, 2013 at 11:36 PM UTC