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Amenisia Lopez Aug 2015
please help my drunken heart,
the road is getting too narrow,
it's going to *crash


please help my drunken heart,
it's *lost and scared
,
the breaks are broken

please help my drunken heart,
it opened a crack,
now it won't shut

please help my drunken heart
it's addicted to love,
and it's on overdose

please help my drunken heart
it's going off the edge
and **can't stop
Amenisia Lopez Aug 2015
Bippity boppity boo and they lived happily ever after
Sound familiar?
Every book, every movie - An expectation we hold on to

That all it takes is a wish on a star,
and your dreams will come true

That all you have to do is kiss a frog
and you’ll have your prince

That we could be saved
that we could be caught
every time we fall

Our happily ever after isn’t written
It is *
done

We can't expect to walk through life
without falling

Sometimes we are caught, sometimes we are picked up
But other times we rise

We rise from our fall
Not just merely blow on a dandelion
and watch mini seeds drift through the wind

or pluck out an eyelash
and let it fall delicately on the floor
Stealing our wishes with them

Lets get off the ground
full of dust and dirt
stand up
walk
and fly to the stars high above

Happily ever after is just one flight away
Learn to walk
**So that you can fly
Amenisia Lopez Aug 2015
is anybody there?
can you hear me,
screaming into the empty hall?

is anybody there,
to hear me speak?

i'm giving up here
i'm tearing down

are you out there ?
you don’t have to listen
you just have to *hear
Amenisia Lopez Aug 2015
They see things, they keep quiet about them and they understand

There is a difference  between seeing and looking
one small difference that destroys a bridge

Some people only see what they want to see,
other people can see the negatives,

Others can’t see at all and are forced to look,
see the truth

That crack in the corner of a perfect picture
or that flash of a smile that disappears as fast as it appeared

We have a special way to see things,
people find it hard to see through our lenses

We don’t have a say in what we want to see
but we do have a say  in how we see things
this is just something to relate to , if people can relate
Amenisia Lopez Aug 2015
I can’t remember my last birthday,
i can’t recall last week

When there is so much to remember,
where there is so much to create a memories
I blank,

Where the ghost of my mind,
is chained to the floor

The past maybe my  history,
but I do not live in the past

I live in the now,
Now moves,
too fast
and sometimes too slow

Some people say that our past makes us,
that it is the mold which our clay fills

That we are just the misshapen clay
molded by our stories

**But what if there is no mold?
Amenisia Lopez Aug 2015
Only dolls bound by string*
and string bound to a puppeteer
**lets break free
Amenisia Lopez Aug 2015
i am in love with the city lights*
i love how they illuminate the faces of countless dreamers
i love the way the city shines like the billions of stars in the sky
i love that they light me up inside and make me feel alive
i love that to me they feel like opportunities telling me what is possible
i love that they remind me of the possibility of the impossible
i love the millions of fireworks that ignite in my heart when i see them
to me they symbolize dreams, heart's desires and holy grails
some people say they are just artificial, others say they waste energy
*that maybe true, but right now they are just as beautiful as stars to me
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