The shake,
It's pain you see,
Holding me back,
From breaking free.

I carry it,
Traveling with it so,
My shine fades,
A single glow.

I worry now,
I may not survive.
But my life if young,
I have yet to arrive.

The stars are long gone,
They've fled far away.
What's left is just lighting,
But I think we'll still stay.

We are unafraid,
As we lay here so still.
This night will be ours,
It's destinies will.

So keep back the rains,
From the watery sky.
This night is now ours,
Please don't question why.

Time comes to a close,
It crept up so fast,
I hope to see you again,
This won't be out last.

Today is the day.
I can feel feel my heart beating,
Faster and faster.
It's time for me to prove myself.
This is my day to live.
Today I'm going to show them.
Today is the day.

As the sunsets,
And ends this day,
I ask myself,
Why things didn't go my way?

What did I do,
To deserve this hurt?
My wounds reopened,
Rubbed in with dirt.

I feel the sting,
Inside my chest.
My hearts on fire,
No time to rest.

But I must sleep,
I must proceed.
For tomorrow is a a new day,
A new day to achieve.

So I close my eyes,
Forget the pain.
I open my window,
And fall asleep to the rain.

Maybe I write to much, but it's all I know.

Trains of thought we ride,
With no direction.
No time for memories,
Or mild reflection.

Ridding on we go,
Letting off hot steam.
Wishing alway time,
And forgetting to dream.

We miss every field,
Every meadow and flower.
We just chug along,
Heads down, full power.

May these tracks never end,
And our minds shuffle so.
May our souls be in route,
Where ever we go.

These walls, tall walls,
So high above my head,
Come down, come down,
I must see over over you instead.

The things I write will no more be remembered then my footprints on the beach; slowly being washed away by the waves of time. But this matters not for I wish to leave behind something more permanent. To change the lives of others and inspire them in all they do. To push people to commit good deeds, and have faith in humanity. To put faith in themselves, and all they can accomplish.

Weekend philosophers,
We search for what's right,
We open our mouths,
Letting words take flight.
They blow where they will,
The wind guilds our soul.
We are free from all,
Only truth takes hold.
Weekend philosophers,
Ideas so distant.
Yet we reach for them,
All so persistent.
So bring on the world,
Let life take it's course.
For I am prepared,
No time for remorse.

Page after page,
Day after day,
And yet it makes no difference.
You can't rid yourself of your problems,
With just a pen and some ink,
At least not permanently.
So what does it really matter if I write,
No one really cares,
It wouldn't matter to me or to them.

Dreams tell me everything I will ever need to know.

Trade one life for another,
Surrendering my soul.
I don't know if I've given up,
Or just gotten caught in dark hole.

Motivation is gone,
And so is my head.
I'm losing myself again,
I might as well be dead.

Silly you say,
There's so much in life.
I haven't found any,
All I seen is strife.

So why not take myself,
Out of this place.
Really, what's keeping me here,
Lock in this space.

We wait for Superman,
Where is he now?
He said he'd be here,
He made a vow.

Our man of steel,
Has let us down.
Now it's up to us,
To save this town.

So let us unite,
And fight together.
Let's fair the storm,
And survive this bad weather.

As time goes by
We start to see,
That Superman
Just wasn't meant to be.

If he wouldn't have left,
We wouldn't have been united.
And our human spirit to live,
Would not have been ignited.

i nevur payed atention in inglish class,
But I'm sure no won wil notice.
ive made it this far with owt any help,
this hole gramur thing is bogus.

I only sleep so that I can dream of you.

She speaks like the clouds,
High up in the sky.
She loves like the wind,
As she passes me by.

Her laugh like the rain,
Covers everything.
Her lips like the snow,
Are soft and up lifting.

I wish for her weather,
Every single day.
I wish for her now,
So I can be okay.

I am a nation,
At war with the world,
I fight not with weapons or men.
But with letters and words,
I spit forth in ink,
With my trusty paper and pen.

My pen strokes like bullets,
Streak across the page.
My words like bomb shells,
Explode in sheer rage.

They make craters of hate,
Piles of rubble and dust.
But they never hurt anyone,
For I never share them,
Not even with those I trust.

It's a secret I keep,
Buried deep inside.
A secret of war,
I will always hide.
This war rages on,  
Inside my soul.
I am a nation,
And I cannot be consoled.

The only one who really needs to care is you.

I used to make of people with acne.
Their faces all gross and red.
I never realized how hard it was,
Until I found myself wishing I was dead.

It struck me head on,
Literally right in the face.
I was covered in acne.
From my forehead to base.

I never saw it coming,
It just suddenly appeared.
I was horrified and scared,
It was worse then I feared.

I now understood,
How other people had felt.
I hated myself,
And the hand I has dealt.

But by the grace of the gods,
My acne subsided.
Thanks to my doctor,
And the drugs she provided.

I look much better now,
Than I did at my worst.
And I have a new perspective,
Different then my first.

So next time I see a kid,
With acne galore,
I won't make fun of them,
This I swore.

The moment you left
I knew trouble was coming,
I knew there was going to be
A bumpy road ahead.
And I was right.
Now that your back,
I've tried my best to
Fill in all the holes.
But I just don't know
If I'll have the time.
I do know for certain,
That I want this to work,
I hope our paths will
Once again diverge.