The fire of our hearts,
It burned us to ashes.
We sobbed into our hands,
Tears hanging from our lashes.

Your tears stirred sorrow in me,
To see you torn up tore me down.
It made a whole calamity of feelings
Spur up and become found.

Now, I don't know what we are,
Or even how to advance.
I'm sorry that I went along,
I'm sorry I danced that dance.

By:D.E.T

Two tears may run down your cheeks
But just know it'll take week's
To heal all the wounds
Cuz that's life rules

So, know when your vision is getting hazy
Because it's  wet and rainy

I'll be there by your side
To fill you up with courage and pride

When you feel lost in the darkness
I'll make sure to open up your curtains so, you can see the sparkles

Glowing and growing

Life is not just about love
Just look up above
In take a closely and look at the star's
You'll see that they also have scars

Cuz they choose to let the scars
Shine because they want to let the pain heal.  
Their scars

The scar of your heart will repair
So, therefore you gotta breathe the air
Cuz that's the medicine for your heart beat

I'll be there
Whenever you feel like you are about to drown
I'll put my hand down
So, you can stand
Again in the sand

I'll be there to show you the way
And show you the sun ray
So, you see that you still have a long path
Won't let your flashbacks
Make you collapse

Cuz that's why I have you as a friend
Or a brother
From another mother
But that's why I'm still here
So, when you shade a tear
I'm here

To heal you
And give an advice
Of not to think it twice
Or thrice

But I'm here
Whenever you shade a tear
Remember I got a door open up
So, whenever you wanna settle down
For a break time
I got you covered

To whom are we responding,
All bad news for responding.
Someone's editing all this stuff,
Media and worldwide web, that's tough,
Let's examine the motivation,
Feeding us their manipulation,
Read and listen in bewilderment,
Assess the agenda in amazement,
You want us to believe that stuff?
Motivation and manipulation, guess that's tough!

i spotted her across 72nd street
wearing a red flannel and
jeans that ripped right below her knees.
i fell in love with the idea
she called herself queen and
managed to smiled with only the upper half
of her mouth, slightly biting her lip
as if she was nervous but excited to tell
you about how she sees stars revolve around your head.
i told her years back about how he was just a
phase yet i was a lifetime
while she laid her head on my shoulder to the
rhythm of subway tracks at 72mph.
she wrote about me (i hope) on her palms
with a pen, she called it her very own style of
palm reading (i call her my future).

If you're addicted to something
Or love doing something
Then you'll find a way of doing it
Even if you haven't done that thing for a considerable amount of time
Sure it'll take a wee bit of time to get back into the groove
But once you get your confidence back
You'll be doing terrific

Each day to live as though a last
sounds a crystal wind chime's blast

Moments, atom grains of silica and lead
melt into hour's memories bliss bled

Humbled into submissive psalms of love
dragging homeward bound this bag of bones

Alone, only in this day of next reflect
how imposing polished this mirror's affect

Soon to lay among stars and worms
perchance to dream a rooster's morning turn

-cec

An idea hit me like a tornado....
If I were a superhero,
I guess I'd be like Robin Hood,
Always aiming to do good,
I'd grant everyone their wish,
Hand them blessings on a golden dish,
Health, wealth and happiness,
Grant the world a superhero bless,
I see wrongs and wish they were rights,
It's the world, won't get uptight,
This idea hit me like a  tornado,
Oh, if only I were a superhero.