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Destre' Oct 2015
In the end
when the rain clouds have cleared
and the wind no longer blows
through good and bad
I'll be there

when things get hard and you're drifting
I'll grab you by the hand and guide you back to me
when you start to lose your balance and it seems like you might fall
I'll steady you and assure you everything's alright

I'll be there
through good and bad
when the rain clouds have cleared
and the wind no longer blows
in the end i'll still be holding your hand

when the mountains keep climbing higher and nothing's getting any easier
when you feel like you can't take another step
I'll be the shoulder you can lean on
we’ll climb this mountain together
you don't have to do this on your own

because what's the point in loving if i'm going to leave at the first sign of trouble
when your world has become a tornado threatening to be your undoing
and you don't know where to go
I'll do my best to be your anchor until you can find your way into the eye of the storm

In the end
when the rain clouds have cleared
and the wind no longer blows
through good and bad
I'll be there

I have no fear of this
I won't walk away
when all signs are pointing to a terrible ending
I'll take my pen and rewrite the story

When the sun shows itself once again
I'll be there holding your hand
through good and bad
I'm not going anywhere

Your anchor
your gravity
a shoulder to lean on
someone to rewrite this ending
I'll do what I can to be what you need

I'll be there
through good and bad
when the rain clouds have cleared
and the wind no longer blows
in the end
I'll still be holding your hand
For him.
One day I want to try to set this to music.
Destre' Oct 2015
Pride, lust, gluttony, anger, greed, two three one, three five two
They go hand in hand, all alone shadows dance, dark figures
Three two one, now I've got them trapped
A small box, shut tight, holding them within
Three one two, let me be, an..
..unwanted memory left broken, missing pieces, unfinished
Four one five, let me be, I no longer want to be a part of this torn painting
mmm, so, maybe not necessarily in a completely different direction, at least in my head. Memories can be haunting.
The last word of every line is from the interesting, if not amazing, poem by JDK titled “blushing”
"Blushing by JDK." Hello Poetry. N.p., 9 Apr. 2015. Web. 27 Oct. 2015.
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/1146774/blushing/
  Oct 2015 Destre'
Chris
Days apart
These tendered times
Of lonely spans
In endless rhymes
Were poets weep
With pen in hand
To send a dream
On written strand
That days will come
From far and near
And in my life
You'll soon be here
When this our love
Again does start
So I won't fear
These days apart
I miss you.
Destre' Oct 2015
Your heartbeat thumps steady and clear
Your eyes are kind, hidden pasts lay beneath their grey
when you hold me close vanishing is all fear

When you walk through the door smiles appear
When you leave i dream of a new day
your heartbeat thumps steady and clear

For you as tribute I would volunteer
For me distance means nothing as long as you meet me halfway
when you hold me close vanishing is all fear

every word I write is always sincere
every secret, worry, and wonder, in front of you i will lay
your heart beat thumps steady and clear

As you breath it's a sweet melody I love to hear
As you look at me there's so much I want to say
when you hold me close vanishing is all fear

In no way could anyone change my mind dear
In my feelings for you there is no delay
our heartbeat thumps steady and clear
when you hold me close vanishing is all fear
Destre' Oct 2015
When writing is forced usually it turns into compleat ****
have to write a sonnet with iambic pentameter for my creative writing class
  Oct 2015 Destre'
Day Wing
Men are brutal, having stones for a heart
Pain and anguish, these are their work of art
Among them you will live, try to play along
My child, my child, please stay strong

If they attack, they aim for the very soul
To break their prey, that is their standing goal
You will see them hunting all day long
My child, my child, please stay strong

In their eyes, you will never see remorse
To conscience, they have long been divorced
Cries and shouts to them are a lovely song
My child, my child, please stay strong

Someday, my child, this will all be history
Love and compassion, they will one day come to be
But for now, you will live amongst monsters
My child, my child, please stay strong
Destre' Oct 2015
Sometimes, the people who have the most to live for, are the ones who don't want anything to do with life.
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