that girl.

regret every second i lost
the debt a great cost
the eyes of brown gold
fell for each word she sold
outstanding girl
whimsical whirl
i’ve lost control
missing heart and soul
when you know that they don’t care
you only think that it is not fair
i am still waiting for a day
when she might come back to stay
I am a fool to state
the longer i wait
is love reality
or a missing morality
i miss the world i lack
the stress will stack
up on my back
and i will carry it all
until i fall
vague face of beauty and wonder
I love her, my heart has sundered

--JacobDexterCoffey--

Music is a sound for all to hear,

Something that pulls and draws you near,

The flows of tone-

All make sound their own,

Incomparable feeling and emotion,

Noise and chords tides in the ocean,

Not like anything I have experienced before,

I must listen, please, give me more,

The sound of music comes to comfort me,

Can you not see,

It makes me happy let me be,

Oh gee,

I cannot believe that you won’t take it in,

Turn it up now, Make a din,

I stood there while around me it whirled,

Stand for what fuels you, Music runs the world.

--JacobDexterCoffey--

I wonder what would happen to the world

If this stupid girl

Didn't live anymore.

Would there be peace or war ?

What if she died young-

And never spoke the words caught on her tongue

What if this girl couldn't bear it?

Would people think it was just a girl throwing a dumb fit?

Would they care that she was gone?

Or would it just be a quick "So long"

Only to be forgotten - "Holly who?"

Or would they think she was just a fool

But what if she couldn't take it anymore?

What if she thought there was nothing left to live for?

Who would save me?

Burning me up inside;

Feels like I'm being eaten alive

The razor crying out for me

"I'll make you feel happy"

My blood would drain

As I slowly go insane

Oh how I crave;

That soon-to-come day

When I finally give in

To the razor so sharp , yet so paper thin

Being happy? It's easy to pretend

when you're so close to the end

One cut, two cuts, three

Just one more please?

Sitting on a swinging porch bench
Sipping slightly sweetened ice tea
Sunshine massaging my wrinkled face

Scenting fresh earth and leaves at my feet
Sounds of traffic absent
Sassy racket of resident Blue Jays

Spying clear majestic Rocky Mountains
Separated by half bare multicolored trees
Sky clear blue with wispy clouds

Sitting forever with no cares
Shutting out the bustling world
Soaking in Autumns wondrous glory

I look in the mirror just to say
I am looking forward to another day.
I laugh and cry,
But I am not sure why.
Can you see through me?
I just want to be free!
I live in a bubble
Filled with all this trouble
I want to get this through,
*I still love you!