Lonely
Walking down the street
she quivers
shivers running down her spine.
She feels
Lonely

Stressed
About her new life
and yet she has
faced this before
had to face drastic
changes
in her life.
But she walks along.
Her sighs sounding
Stressed

Morning
Will soon rise.
But the difference
between today
and the rest,
is her Mother’s soft kiss
gently on her cheek,
it won’t be there to wake her.
Oh the
Mourning

Oh the Mourning
the Mourning
she endures
everyday without her
ever since she was taken
from her.
Oh how she misses her Mother.
Oh the Mourning
But she walks on
to her new home
even though
she knows not
where
she goes.
And she walks on.

Tears
streaming down her face
as she walks on
stressed
lonely
oh the mourning
morning

A new morning rises
A new start to the day
and yet the same old
tear streaks
mask her face
she wipes them
and moves on
as always

But this new day
had something
Different
Something Horrible
yet another powerful
blow to her
A New Mother

But not a Mother
it was
Different
Something Horrid
to make her
life worse
not just worse
But Now Unlivable

Oh the Mourning
How she wanted to
Die.
To join her
late Mother
To leave this
cursed world
Into the arms
Of her Angel

Years and Years
of suffering
occured
because of
the Fake Mother
But one day
A ray Shined
unto her.
Someone to share
her life with
Someone to share
a need to live with

Oh how she loved
Him.
Oh how he loved
Her.
Oh the mourning
the mourning that
continued in her heart

The two joined
each other
hand in hand
they walk on
move on
as always

But then
They Meet.
Two unknowns
Two random lives
Suddenly entwine
Suddenly Collide
Suddenly Fix
together
all because
Romeo worked
up the courage
all to say
“Hello”

“Hello”
like ever friendship
starts
But this was no friendship
this was
togetherness
support
dependability
trust
hope
companionship
L­ove

Romeo loved her
But she felt differently
She already had Him
And He came before Romeo
But Romeo didn’t care
He just wanted her
happy
He just wanted her
to feel loved
He just wanted her
His best friend

But their adventure
continues
Her’s and Romeo’s
for they are
Forever Best Friends
As it was meant to be.

You tell us to be ourselves
you tell us to be free
that we own our lives
that our mistakes are ours to make
and yet you still hold us back
and yet you yell when we arent you
when we dont do what you want us to
when we arent as perfect as you
but are you even perfect?
but who is ever perfect?
No one is ever perfect
no one is ever going to be perfect
so stop expecting us to be
so stop treating us like the lesser
like we have no idea what we are doing
like we are children
we are adults
we are ourselves
just like you are
just like you wanted us to be
us the new adults of the world
us the future of the human race
know how to live our lives
know how to ask for help when we need it
can make our own decisions
can fail on our own
but we dont have to fail,
but we also dont need you breathing down our necks
leave us alone
leave us to live
our own lives like we are meant to
our own mistakes to make
cant we all just get along
cant we just live in peace together
instead of constantly fighting
instead of the forever war in our relationship
we are adults
we are people
treat us like we are
treat us like we are
and we will treat you like you are
and we will learn how to be in our future
be the example we need
be the people we look up to
dont be the people we hate
dont be our enemies
let us join together
as adults
and rule this world
together
parents and children together.

Jason Vadney
And
The One
Forever and Always
True Love

I'm so scared to lose you
to have the thought
of you leaving me
alone and afraid
without you
made to be
my old
broken
self.

What The ****
I'm So Bored.
And so ******* Lonely

It started off so easy,
That Fight.
All the shiny, luminescent soldiers
Beaming in the face of the beast.

Those soldiers moving line by line,
in That Fight.
Getting through
Through every wave.

But like every wave, they get bigger.
That Fight,
had turned into a massacre.
Slaying every bold soldier in it's path.

Until one is left,
fighting That Fight.
That Soldier Broken
Broken beyond repair.

And Losing,
That Fight.
Finally after so long,
The Fight has won.
Claiming with it, My Life.

Marching, Marching on.
That Broken Soldier
Unfix-able, Never to be intact again.
After to many years of fighting.

And yet still fighting,
That Broken Soldier.
Fighting the never ending fight.
Slowly falling, still, ever fighting.

But he is crumbling,
That Broken Soldier.
Falling apart by the day.
Left in an eternity of frailness.

Becoming less human everyday,
That Broken Soldier.
Solemnly stewing on his personal madness.
But that Soldier fights on.

Still fighting,
That Broken Soldier.
Fighting the never ending fight.
Slowly falling, still, ever fighting.

But his will wavers,
That Broken Soldier.
Is the fight worth fighting?
Worth the deathly blows thrown every day.

Soon none will be left,
of That Broken Soldier.
Soon the fight will be done.
Soon the last hurrah will sound.

The last Hurrah,
from That Broken Soldier.
Giving up the fight.
While letting go, his life.

For his life,
That Broken Solder,
Is his fight.
His fight soon lost.

But still fighting,
That Broken Soldier.
Fighting the ending fight.
Slowly falling, still, Not Ever Fighting.

Not Ever Fighting,
That Broken Soldier.
Not ever more.
The Fight is lost.
Lost is The Broken Soldier

What will happen
When time stops?
Will everything still exist?
Or will they disappear with time?
Everyone and Everything
Just vanishes...

Or do we out live time?
Keep on going like the broken soldiers we are.
Fighting and living on.
Making the impossible, Possible...
Joining the select few
Who have already out lived time.
I want to...
Do You?

Seeing you
Thrum...***
Hearing you
Thrum..***
Feeling your touch
Thrum.***
Being able to call you mine
ThrumBum

Love is everything,
Love is nothing.

Love is here,
Love is there.

Love is me,
love is you.

Love is crazy,
Love is insane.

But Love cannot be sane.
Being sane doesn't make you shake.
Being sane doesn't make you crave.
Therefor Love is not sane.

So What?
Who Cares?
No Big Deal.
Who Cares?

I Love You.
Who Cares?
But Do You Love Me?
Who Cares?

Who Cares?
I Care
That's Who.
That's All That Should Matter

The perfect sight?
It doesn't need the perfect light.
Not seen at the perfect height.
It'll make your heart take flight.
On the perfect sight.
You. My loving blight.