Weve all done somthing,
we wish we hadnt done.
Weve all had a secret,
and told only one.
weve all had that day,
where we started our life.
And weve all had that moment,
that felt nothing but right.
Everyone has cried, until they could cry no more.
everyone has bad dreams..
And memories galore.
We forget this world, is big enough for two.
your not the only one,
theres others with you.
problems, and fears are in everyone you know.
some people dont say,
or just dont let it show.
but belive im no different, from who you think you might be.
Because i may be younger,
but i have eyes. and i see.
your no different from most , yourexactly the same.
we both walk this earth.
And we both play this game.
Whoever you are,
take this poem to heart,
look up at the sky,
and wish on that star.
everyone can be different,
But we all live this life.
And will live day to day,
until our last breath is taken away.

Please take me away today, and please help me forget.
I dont wanna live with pain, nor leave here with regret.

But how can i loose all of this, and just move on up there?
It doesn't seem to possible, so take me to no where.

Run with me far away, where people are not found.
Run with me to a secret place, where there's never been a sound.

Let's just peace and leave right now, As fast as we can go.
For when we find our no where, it'll be somewhere people dont know.

So they will never find us, and never hear goodbye.
But even though ill be no where, i know that ill survive.

We've got bagpipes and buskers,
cannons, and clip.
Lots of marijuana, and tons of tall ships.
Plenty of seafood, and point pleasent park.
It looks pretty lame, until the streets become dark.
Weve got the Citadel hill, and pavilion kids.
lockups, and lockdown. All things that we did.
Plenty of days, where we fell on our *** ,
smokin dope in the glade, and layin on grass.
With colt 45, and 151.
Alexander keiths, and malibou ***.
Weve all jumped a fence, and swam chocolate lake.
No other province could handle the risks that we take.
Cause were crazy,obviously, were maritimers.
Dartmouth, and spryfeild.. Hell, our schools are the worst.
But its halifax, Nova scotia.
We do it our way.
Live like the east coast,
Cause i do everyday.

Can you please call nine one one.
Make sure they come before im gone.
Tell them my heart is slowing down.
And that my sanity is not yet found.

Hold my hand for i am cold.
Make sure my breath is in control.
Are they finnaly on their way?
I can see the light, but i will stay.

Just tell them come at their top speed,
Dont slow down for im in need.
Bring the meds and bring em fast,
every minute could be my last.

Did someone call me nine one one.
Im loosing life, but im not done.
All these faces watching me,
im on the ground and i cant breathe.

Finnaly i hear the sound,
of ambulances all around.
They lift me up and drive away,
please save my life for him today.

As i lay still upon that bed,
too much stuff runs through my head.
Death will come and all with time,
Anytime it could be mine.

Now im grateful for this life,
and ill stay here and be his wife.
They saved a life thats just begun,
thanks for dialing nine one one.

I am a slave to my own emotion,
I cant seem to hold myself back.

Im swimming in a heart wrenching ocean,
for the confidence that my heart now lacks.

I know that im happy today,
And I know that ive shed all those tears.

I know that i cannot betray,
my hard work though out all these years.

I know that im fallin with love,
I know that i have your love too.

Our patiance i know that were proud of,
and our love has been tested by few.

But back in the days of the strong girl i was,
has faded with passion and pain.

Its been shot down with love,
but rebuilt with courage and gain.

I might have grown weaker in loosing,
but youve made me grow stronger in turn.

Its because your love's so seducing,
that i allow myself now to learn.
Dependant on love, i rely on you,
to keep me forever in peace.
So thank you for teaching me all that you have,
I love you babe, to say the least.

I've written a million words in my day, and I cherish each verse and every page.
But when I am stricken with a block from my work, I feel inadequate to what I am worth.

When the ink doesn't flow and I've lost all my strive, I know that I'm living but not quite alive.
See my writting occurs when I'm sad mad or glad, and for every bump in the road there's a poem I have.

So what's been the change that occurred in me? I dont understand... My whole life's poetry.
And the only thing I can write about now is how I've been blocked from my poetic vow.

So from now on I promise myself that I'll write. About word less days and/or reckless nights.
No matter the subject, I really don't care. But loosing my passion is a loss I can't bare.

There's some things she used to do, but you just wouldn't let her.

She tried to do the best she could, but she deserved much better.

She started learning it was wrong to try and change her ways.

So she decided it was time, she left you on that day.

And now you're sleeping all alone, as shes falling in love.

You took that girl for granted and she finally had enough.

Her heart was pure, her love was true, but you just couldn't get it.

Now another man will hold her hand, you know that you'll regret it.

She's happy for the times you shared, but I'm sure that there'll be more.

A different love with great respect, so she can be adored.

So she thanks you for the little time that you two once had shared.

But honestly, you must agree, you never really cared.