She sits on the wet porch, being awakened by the cold wind that hits her skin. Wind shall pass, if not, then why does it blow?

"Weep when i'm gone if you must,
But know it's true if you trust.
I'll only be gone for a day;
And soon you'll be going that way"

The leaves fall gently upon her leather tired shoes,
They're beaten and worn.
She's made a mile and a half just to get where she is now,
She wants to stay.

"Weep when i'm gone if you must,
But know it's true if you trust.
The tears you shed now in such sorrow,
Will be tears of great joy in the morrow."

As the bronze clock strikes noon, she watches the sky leave her behind.
What if she isn't here tomorrow?

"Weep when i'm gone if you must,
But know it's true if you trust.
Death isn't the end of the story;
It's just the beginning of glory."

She trails off and is never seen again.

His icy waves struck my face as I begin sinking into his bearing arms.

I get a thick salt taste when his massive pushes pull me down.

My heart beat is decreasing, water is filling up like a glass.

His drenched, wet hands touch my bare skin.

I'm still drowning.

I try to escape, but the agony is too strong.

He buries me in pain.

I gasp for air, try to say words, but his massive ways are just too much.

His shallow, dark, abyss personality appears as I sink deeper in.

Why must he cause a storm like this?

I'm lost in this stormy love affair.

Will I ever be saved, or will I just drown.

As I caress her soft, gentle skin with my velvet touch, I start to see chills rise up.
Her knotted hair ties between my fingers.
I try to get a hold of her face, but with all of her twitching and moving, I lose grasp.
I look deep into her eyes, I see fear.
I can almost feel her nails digging into the skin on my back.
My hand over her mouth, she becomes silent. Her breathing has deceased.
All the lights become dim, the world stops moving.
With one blink of an eye, she's gone.

As he places his hand on her soft white cheek,
He sees the tears of a lost one.

His left hand in hers,
She holds him tight as if he's going to fade away.

He can feel her heartbeat through his,
Their love is so close.

He can tell she doesn't want to let him go,
But with a sudden tug, he pulls away.

Tears on her face,
Her eyes are widened, she reaches her arm out.

He can hear the loud cries of his sad lover,
There's no turning back.

Ready for war.

The way we live,
It's dangerous to walk alone, sleep at night,
Trust people.
Our voracious greed for lust and pride,
Can we share a meal or give a hug?
The murderous crimes we make,
We grieve, mourn, suffer.
Why are we all insecure?
The way we look doesn't fit the press or set the stage.
There's alot of sins we created that cannot be undone,
Some of us pray, some of us resin.
We rely on technology to babysit us,
Yet we're still lost.
We're all sunflowers lost in a world filled with sorrow, complaints, lust, greed, pride,
The only thing that completes us is the little happy things in our lives.
We're sunflowers lost in the world.

So sour, yet delicious.
Your lips pucker, your eyes squint.
The tangy juices drip from your mouth.
Citrus smells arose.
Lemons are sweet, their winched.
So sour, yet delicious.

Boys are weird!
Us girls will never understand them.
They scuff their knees up and walk out the house with tousled hair,
Can they ever think before they do?
They swing, climb, run, and jump on everything!
Just stay still.
Boys will be boys,
With dirt on their faces and cuts on their fingers.
They stick gum in girl's hair,
Carry slimy frogs in their pockets.
Their appetite is atrocious,
Are they gentlemen deep down?
Boy's language is all washed up,
They'll call you hot instead of beautiful.
They're full of burps and hung up on videogames,
Wrestling in the house every second.
Do they have a nice side?
Dads will keep a good eye on them,
Making sure they're good for their daughters.
Boys never stay like this,
They grow up to eventually become a *man.