An open door Closed windows Looking into the depths of my soul Can I really see anything Or am I blamed for something I did not do Can you catch a glimpse of what is truly in my heart In my soul I am kind and free Please take what you can from this and live Waves come crashing down to destroy where we stood Can you ever forgive for something I did not do How and what you expect from me is not always up to you If only there was no barrier in communication From heat I drip condensation All those sensations you have our nice and all Passion comes from the truth inside Not physical sensation that puts you on roller coaster ride So united we stand divided we fall You did this You just say I do it all
They are rushing furiously across a danger path. Trying to escape all foes in stark contrast. Light brightly shining their path. Escaping giant demons of wrath.
The day of reckoning is over soon. Precious are the lives of a chosen few. Above and beyond the swarm cries too. Just the fleetest will do.
As they were born above the ground. Crawling toward an evil and also hopeful sound. Across the ground these demons pound. The fault of some they found.
Driving their fleeting heart even more. Kindly they beg the evil and demons who ignore. High in the clouds the evil soar. While the hopeful eyes of many are ready to look toward.
As the demons pass. Steep trouble will find the many at last. High above the evil gathers it’s strength fast. Diving from the sky with speed blast.
Some are plucked from the ground by the evil. It is feast or famine not to cause an upheaval. Soon few of the many will be safe in their home that is primeval. What these fleeting few have been through is unbelievable.
Extreme emotions have me contemplating life or death. It would seem I have and will act like this way until my last breath. Please someone tell me what I need to hear. Though every time I do it seems they disappear.
Despite the fact that what I do not want to hear is not right. I still have the future as phosphorescent and bright. Can someone stay with me please? Or is it again for me the nature of the beast.
Everything I try I can not release emotional pain. My feelings run deep as an ocean and rain. I try to self medicate. To all that is crazy in my life, I dedicate.
Emotional pain can be dealt with. Just go to the source; that is what you start with. I can not back down. No, I must not even now.
Holidays are my only release. Again, just the nature of the beast. Like the Mad Hater, March Hare, and the Church Mouse. Everyday can be your escape, your way out.
Just try to release emotional pain the healthiest way you can. We can all be friends join hand and hand. Life should not be about stress. It should make you relaxed and not second best.
This is for when you are down and feeling blue. Give a heart to heart and time will stand still. When you need somebody just imagine and they will be there. No guilt will come to you, no splitting hairs.
For a nitch in time could save your life. Three days from now you will be free from strife. To save your life multiply your life and you will be moonstruck. It is better than any high off of any drug.
Twenty-seven days and they will all ascend to heaven. With that you never free from eleven. To all you saints and the lonely hearts help your knowledge grow. The basic need we all need to know.
Let all be bestowed onto you. With that knowledge we grew. It is good to be kind and caring. Within this is the truth I am bearing.
Can we see each other for who we are? We should practice this whether here or far. As the clouds pass over. We see the blue of the sky, I wish we could forever.
Twenty-four hours goes as the world turns. The rain falls like ash; which to the skin it burns. Before the crackling fire we have formed. At the end of the day another lesson learned.
All these people try to keep me from happiness. The do it to spite me never the less. They take away all the ones I like or love. People that I think are heaven sent from above.
They take away my talent when things are going good. They even turn their back’s on me if you would. Can someone tell me why this is? When it comes to anything I am right there with.
I even go through unbearable pain from these people. They threaten me all the time with unfair judgment that makes me feel weaker. I am trying hard every day. I can not even make ends meet so what can I say.
Some if not all have made me lose my ways to get paid. They even ruin my chances of being laid. I try to hold it together. I always have to deal with danger just to watch a picture.
These people could care less who they step on. They are people that are close to me and even ones where I want to just help to make myself move from. I do not like these games that they are playing. I do not even like what they are saying.
I can not take it anymore. Everyone sees their side of the story just something that I can not ignore. I need some help from someone please! I am here saying help me please!
Orange is a color to be recognized. It is the color of a pumpkin with a demon surprise. On Halloween it is all carved out with jagged teeth. Take the pumpkin it is all carved out, a top, and a candle underneath
Orange is the color of Autumn. When the leaves turn color is it not awesome? They fall to the ground, a plucked feather. The season of Autumn, what time could be better?
It is also the color of a basketball. The seasons usually start in autumn as well. Dribble and pass, drive, or shoot, your choice When the buzzer beater is made the fans show their voice.
Orange is the color of a citrus fruit known by the same name. It is also part of breakfast if you drink you could rise to fame. Because of the old saying of “early to bed..”. Can make you in the morning quick to lift your head.
Orange is also the color of a campfire; With the provoked embers ready to inspire; The tails that are scary; With monsters that seem a little too hairy.
As you can see the color orange can inspire a great many things. When you think of it I hope it inspires dreams. Orange is the color for your creation. Wherever you live no condemnation.
I run into a forest with fudge and green frosting trees. In there I find squirrels made of cheesecake grey sesame. The acorns are made of candy hard root beer. Twigs made of cinnamon to my feet adhere.
The ground has bunches of lime gummy grass. I saw a rabbit of white chocolate run past. The foot prints were of cocoa divine. This forest is filled with deserts that seem mighty fine.
I come to a river filled blue raspberry jelly. That will surely adhere to my belly. What am I to do with all these treats? Is it time to run or do I have time to stop and eat?
I see birds made of cookies and cream. Is this a terrifying nightmare or a beautiful dream? The snow falls powdered sugar flutters. Whoops, stepped in droppings made of peanut butter.
Maybe from a chocolatey brown bear. Just as tame as that white chocolate hare. I guess I am getting out of here. All the sugary stuff that will adhere.
Hopefully I do not attract those. They are red hot fire ants near a cream filled rose. Though I finally leave. What just happened I could not believe.
To whom this may concern, I wished for it! I cried for it! I almost died for it! Nobody shows me love! Not from the people I like at least. I waited all my life. God would give me no love. Now I am reckless. Where can I find her? I am tortured by it. Now I can not live without it. Please someone tell me it is alright. No one will say anything sincere. It just plays into my childhood. At least that is a professional point of view. I say it is pointless! Why talk about the past when you do not want to relive it? I am like anybody else. I have a fantasy and I want to live it. I am sorry I am using “it” a lot. I am just venting. I have a few things wrong that makes me not go into the public. I can not take any more. Yes I have my eye on a few. The intuition that they do not like me always creeps in. I was hoping to become a writer too. I guess there is nothing more to do.
Diplomacy is the best policy. Ever since the dawn of man we have waged wars to believe in a fallacy. The future is sacred. With diplomacy on each side we feel no longer *****. Sit down discuss our thoughts. Look we are heading towards the future, look what I brought. Make trade talks with each other. Please be my friend, be my brother. Because without diplomacy the world will come to an end. No more of us having a future, fun, or friend. By backing each other into a corner what will we have? Something that just rips me apart, makes me feel so bad. No more people in love. Just driving a stake through our hearts, no freedom like a dove. History is bound to become true over and over again. Without diplomacy how will we ever find ourselves again? Please if you would spread the news. If you do not believe; please take some time to look at today’s news. With fair talk people seem to react. No more of us fighting *** for tat. Diplomacy gives nobody a raw deal. People do not walk away empty handed for real. Just give it a chance time and time again. Write down your thoughts and express them as well as you can. So practice like we all want to be. A world where we can all sit at peace, and peaceful dreams become reality.
Here you have gone and hit your head. The heart beating like a clock makes the rivers run red. Eating makes you grow fonder. Drinking makes sink much further. I can only imagine what garden awaits your grand design. Seeing it out to the end makes it very fine. Here you are again. You are seeking out your friends. Who awaits you at this party? Your grandma, uncle, and your cousin Marty. As you can see; “No party of your own” they plea. Maybe meet someone down at the beach. “Ignorance is bliss” is the only bliss they teach. Now here you are in king’s court. “I am the queen” they snort. Here you are again now with your blood roses. What you did right as rain; they know you did, and you know this. So let us take a walk through the forest. This is the only place no one is trusted. What you want to see catches your eye. Nothing about the chain smoker and the other guy. Because now you are seeing yourself look back. The kind of quality some people lack. Now as the beast draws near. You wake up; it was playing on your fear.
The eyes that follow. Down the hall I deeply swallow. Is something trying to hurt me? What are they trying to tell me? The eyes that follow just beyond my bedroom door. Do I dare to follow in horror? I feel dizzy. Quick has something stricken me? The phantom questions that are neither seen nor heard. I dare to question every spoken word. Am I among the living? What am I seeing? Apparitions appear to me. They are sending a message apparently. They infiltrated my mind, body, and soul. I used to take refuge in my home. Now everything seems different. Tell me who or what sent this. My body has been taken over. All I hear or see my system can not recover. The eyes that follow have not released me. Now my feet have hit the ground fleetingly. As I try to flee. The eyes that follow so evenly. I have finally made it out. The eyes that follow will they ever find out?
The years when I was a child were filled with a infinite range of emotions. Emotions so strong it felt I could move mountains, land, and even oceans. My childhood was full of tears and fun. I know now I am not the only one. I remember exploring the country side with friends. When we were older we drifted apart and the pain never ends. I remember all the cartoons we watched. I remember birthdays, Christmas, and the toys that were brought. I remember all the pets we had. I remember the days when I was happy or sad. When I think about it I am mad. The days I have now are filled with sorrow and grief from that. Though my childhood still remains. I should be glad that I am alive, please relieve these restraints. Every day I am reminded of the past. Hopefully I relieve the pain at last. I am not proud at what I have become. Maybe now the dreams of my love. My friends and family I will follow them. With their guidance I will swallow them. I hope to never remember the past so angered. For some, hope for the future is endangered. My advice is to find something you are good at doing. Run for the future and never look back unless it is wrong you are pursuing. I will keep the past pain and hardship near. My pain in my heart is stored right here.
From the life on earth we draw a current. Electrical energy can pass right through us. From opposing points we are bearing the weight. Also from opposing sides we hate. All we know comes from the current inside every living thing. If we are damaged in some way do you know what hate that would bring? All the seasons brought from different stances of the earth. We should all appreciate every little nuance from birth. How some things are treated is no laughing matter. In fact what is matter but a fabric in time that does not seem significant enough to cater. If we pay attention to all the earth current’s we have a better understanding. We will have no more sorrow, grief, or misunderstanding. We can save ourselves if you lend me your attention. From the earth and water we have grown with no apprehension. Although somehow we have let that slip through the cracks. Now we must bear the weight of the world on our backs. We all must stand together to save our home. Without it we have no hope. If we find another place, a distant world. That would be great, but the same rules would soon unfurl. So, we must understand what has made us on the inside to understand how to save the earth. I hope I am not the only one whatever it is worth. Electrical currents and other currents of the earth must be understood. This is just me saying what I feel is right if you would. Passing through time for anyone should set them at ease. Just be on point and life is a breeze.
There is a light following behind me. Making a angry shadow in front of me. Should I turn to the safety of the light; Or investigate my curiosity in a parallel universal fight. The light beckons for me to come home where everything will be fine. The shadow represents my future self within my new design. For me to accept this new variation of myself I must slow down time. I must accept and inspect from my past design. The influence of the light has brought to this confrontation. The maddening thought is how can I change without positive reconciliation. As the light fades on another day. Will I change in some other way. The decision is to try to make a change on myself. By putting all life’s tragedy’s on the shelf. Forget them and stash them far beyond the comprehension of oneself. Deep into my memories I will dwell. With the rising of another day. I see my shadow and look on it with dismay. Have I changed? Maybe I have just rearranged. Whatever is done is done. Next time I meet my shadow I might turn and run. Although change might be good for me. I most of time I do not see. The light carry’s us away. No longer will we be crowded in dismay.
The bees swarm. They do it just to explore. Their disturbed by a potential confrontation. For themselves and the protection of the hive yet another righteous indignation. They fill the combs with honey. They stay together as a family that always tells me something. All within my dignity. Creatures should always be approached with caution, and I feel the fear it brings within me. As sun helps them thrive. They still have a struggle to survive. On this day I just seemed to pass. The swarm was provoked by my humble passing at last. If you know your terrain you know your danger. This time it was not like I was a stranger. Although I already have a plan. It must have been fate that shook my hand. Though I was never stung. My fear still lives deep in my heart for that one. Always respect the way of our earth. Just like with any living thing it is their choice of birth. I am not getting into politics here. I am just warning in nature be cautious and know what is near. If you are someplace you do not know. Adjust accordingly and off you go. Just know you always need family or friends. So seek out life’s adventures to the very end.
I appreciate the time we spent together. You know I used to come to you in any weather. But you denied me my friend. This is how I know this relationship will not happen again. Now I will make sure that odium becomes reality; Because of you and your fake personality With these thoughts I aim at you with such veracity. If only you could feel what I feel just to understand me. Some would say I have chosen the wrong path, I guess I will pull out the claws and never retract. Thanks to you I am more idiosyncratic; I have no more friends to make this situation less chaotic. I am certain that all the little things I do add up to nothing to you. That is why I am saving the best for last, because that is what I am due. I have been put on the path of least resistance; Because the most dangerous things in my life will always stay persistent. Now to make a stand for myself in any light. The carnivores have me and with a jagged tooth they will bite. This is my pure unadulterated return. For years and years my hatred flame has burned. Never do I want my friends to be enemies. It is better for me to count sheeps with a Golden Fleece just ahead of me. Now that is said and done to you. I hope you do stick in my head like glue. All of us pay the price for a chosen few. I hope to never see again. I hope this remains until the very end.
You are my candy, so sweet. I am lost without you; I can not compete. When I am with you I feel complete. This is the kind of loss I can not defeat. When I lick the skin it tastes sumptuous. Your lips are scrumptious. Oh no what happened I miss you so much. With all the moments we shared; I still long for your touch. I want to skip the dinner and go right to desert. Now that you have gone away I miss the way we flirt. The way you hair smelled. I must confess I fell under your spell. You hurt me when our kingdom of love fell. If you were here right now, I would kiss your lips and deeper into love I would have fell. I am hooked on you and can not resist. I need you again or will no longer exist. Although you made your choice. I must respect that; though I miss the sound of your voice. I hope to love someone like you again. Someone to take my love; everlasting until my peaceful end. Do you realize what memories I perceive. I will keep your picture and when I see it I feel relieved. No, I am not telling this to deceive. I just hope the peace between us has been released. But I never want to feel as alone as I do now. Your love will always stand tall in me, this I vow.
You are fake when you are there. You make me lead a life of damage so disappear. We are not talking all that gobbledygook. If you do not know what you did to my life just look. No more of me trying to placate around. I can not find anyone to listen right now. You just scuttle along your business. Because you ripped me away from my true path of this existence. Always the one to make me a maladroit. Sometimes I think you do this to annoy. It made me feel like a pipsqueak in a vast universe. You will never make the grade with the past you coerce. You were always the one to instigate me to aggress. A kind of quality I could not digest. My heart is beating like a rataplan. If you think I can’t stop you, I can. This is my final written gesture. Now my life will no longer fester. I grow forever fonder. Because I will no longer sit and ponder. As the years grow faster. The years you took forever will remain a disaster. I have been made an **** creature. So sit back and enjoy what fight I have left in here. Here are the new rules. I have you in stitches, so do not move.