David Bojay

David Bojay Feb 2014

tahW

my mother once told me happiness isn't realized
I guess that's why I never seem to catch myself cherish it
When I was 7 I made out with my sisters bestfriend
I had no idea what I was doing
What I did know is that I was sinning
I knew that I was doing something rated R according to the movies
I sin a lot, but I sin because if I dont, Jesus Christ died for no reason
It's only fair
Sometimes im riding my bike and spit ahead of me and catch it again while riding
Sometimes I eat cold pizza, almost frozen
Sometimes I look at girls and feel nauseous
Sometimes I want to die, sometimes I want to live
Sometimes I remember, sometimes I smoke ****
Sometimes I wear shorts in the cold, sometimes I wear sweaters in the hot
Sometimes I cry, sometimes I laugh a lot
Sometimes I open doors for old people, sometimes I egg their cars
This is not suitable for anyone
This is garbage
This is a waste
I'm going to respond to that text I just got
Sleep well
And dont ******* too much
Love you

David Bojay Feb 2014

Soulmate

Years will pass, and I will become a man
I've always thought of you as a woman
Your sophistication as a person amused me so much I could study you all day and not learn anything but the love that has always been there
Every step you took, was a line of beautiful poetry
Your life is an endless poem, and everything you did for me dug a whole in my heart and filled it with care and made me feel silly
You were the drug I didn't want to let go of
I didn't care if you made me go crazy, because it was a good kind of crazy
The kind of crazy you're proud to be
The kind of crazy that people envied
I don't remember much when I'm touching Gods feet
But I do remember when I used to call you and I used to talk about the stupidest things
My eyes were red, and everything in my room was blurry, but the sound of your voice made everything so simple, clear, and it soothed the ground I was stepping on
You made my Saturdays worth dressing up and cleaning my room to impress you
My mother told me you were the most joyful person she has ever met, I guess she saw the happiness you brought to my house
When you came over, you made my environment feel like a home
I always thought my room was missing something, now I know it was your laugh and love that filled up the rest of my room
You gave me house a Christmas feeling, I really don't know how those feelings are, but I read on the internet that it those type of feelings make you feel happy
I guess you were my Christmas feeling, I'm sure of it
The way you sat on my bed, the way you laughed at me acting like a fool
You're the poem I'll never get tired of reading
You're the movie I'll never get tired of watching
You're the TV show I'll keep up with every series
You're the social network I'll be addicted to
You're the lips I'd love to kiss every morning
You're the person I want to bring orange juice to when we wake up
People asked me why I let you go, the truth is I'm more of a giving person
Honesty is pain, but someone was dying, and I had to save them
I didn't care If I lost everything, I just wanted her to be happy because I knew we'd be together someday
I'm overjoyed at the thought that she's happy for accepting who she really was
I'm overjoyed that you have someone now
If receiving meant being alone in terms of being with somebody
I don't care
I see both of you smiling in the hallways, and It's fine
I'm more of a giving person like I said
It's 10 pm, and I don't think I'm getting any sleep today
I've been meaning to write this for a while
I can't tell you this in person, neither can I text you it
So I write to the people who scroll down on this website to see peoples vents and forms of expression through the art of writing
I miss you, and I love you.

David Bojay Feb 2014

I pray to God

Buried in the stillness of time
I loved how I used to cry about not having anybody to share things with
Later on I found out I should cherish what other people didn't know about the mysteries of the human mind
I thought of it as a gift, not a curse
Yet at times this "gift" made me find ropes to tie around my neck
I wonder a lot, and sometimes wanderers wander to the their inner monsters
Pain has brought me to my knees, and stronger I've gotten
I guess that's why my thighs never get tired when I travel 10 blocks on my bike with nothing on my mind but the stillness of the time
When a kid opens their gift for Christmas they feel happy and hopeful
I'm scared to open my gift
I'm afraid I will explode
I'm afraid the only thing that will be seen is a letter saying how much I loved my mom and the persons I cared about and how sorry I was that I wasn't going to see them, ever again..
I'm not good at goodbyes, many people know that
I guess that's why I usually "peace out" when I leave the scene
I guess that's why I still think the earth is still greeting me to more things
The day the greet ends, I'll know to let go to mother natures handshakes
I pray to God people learn to love and care truly
I pray to God people understanding isn't fully understanding
I pray to God he takes my soul away before my mothers
I pray to God my friends read everything I have ever written so they know that the person that makes them laugh is smiling at his sadness and confusion
I pray to God society doesn't define me by what my grades are
I pray to God I'm not thirsty or hungry before I die
I pray to God, I pray to God

David Bojay Feb 2014

Apologies

Excuse my absence
Therapy is driving me crazy
I'll be back in a few days with some new stuff
Stay blessed

David Bojay Jan 2014

Four

My lungs have been damaged and now they're the color of how I like my coffee
Black

David Bojay Jan 2014

Blue Coat

If I were to have no meaning
I would be fully unclothed
If I were to be armed with needs
You'll see me with a blue coat
Armed with lucky charms and wishes
My business is in my pockets
Yours are in the mouth you insult your mother with
When you see me with a blue coat
Know that I am ready to open the gates to the sky
Within the coat, there will be pockets of rich cotton
Within the pockets, there will be a cherishing smell
The salt in your eyes will be noticed
You'll envy that I will soon visit another universe
I won't explore, I'll just float and laugh at what seems to be a false religion
My spirit you want to figure out is senseless and insipid
Paradise is alone
My purity was taken a few disagreements and punches ago
A few less ***** ago
The mystery of your touch will be my new religion
So **** if the world is moving
Let's visit the clouds and sit within the stillness of your voice that damages my soul

David Bojay Jan 2014

Where do I ride to now?

I guess it is how we're made
Our fate lies along pain and tears
These days I just create art and listen to songs I'd dedicate to you
I imagine us in each others presence in motion of the music
The Saturdays I imagine myself with you and you're not with me are sadder days
There's times where I go on bike rides and pretend I'm riding to your house to give you roses
So I'd have your smile to look forward to
If I don't pretend, I'm riding to the destination of nothingness
If I don't pretend I would stay in my bed thinking of you wondering what it would be like you being secure in my arms
Sometimes pretending is all I can do to feel like nothing is missing
I've been pretending lately, and I'm okay
And I'll be okay until the day I throw myself from the building I've always wanted to visit
Then I'll be great