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Setting Sail was never so easy.
Just the sky and I, and a passenger who may be queasy.

The sun should soon set, and I with it.
But the good ole girl and the wind continue to flirt
as I skirt through the airwaves.

Slowly sinking, gently, ever so gently.
As the good ole girl and I kiss the earth.
I may make no attempt to rhyme,
But please understand that it is because I’m trying to convey something I have never found words for.

I once was met with an indescribably powerful force, it came in the same sensational form as a hug.

But I will never be able to call this that, nothing I have ever nor will ever find, no matter how close the form, can compare to this.

I am not speaking out of romantic fashion, or idealized thinking, but out of something I can only describe as equal to power as the Great Spirit who fashioned all of this.

But even if this sentence were to **** me,

I am much more than satisfied.
A rare exception for me since I'm writing this out of reality and not just some form of a fictional state. (the occurrence was many years ago now, but I still think about it often, and it seems when I do I happen across the individual as well. Some sort of fate I suppose.) Admittedly I hope the person this is about doesn't ever stumble upon this! it would be quite embarrassing since I don't think I've ever mentioned to her how many things have been inspired from those moments and how often I think about them.
Grammar
There is a reason in English Grammar
That you lie in bed,
English is full of double meanings.
I met a man with weights in his shoes,
He says time doesn't have anything for me.
Are you that lonely? Or maybe you’re right.

Where have all my skills gone
I’m not as careful as I once was

I don’t got anything new
You’re unaware it’s the same old tune

But we'll sing, and scream to the moon,
Because o maybe soon
Hopefuly soon

Itll be June, and Ill be another year closer to U
(still needs edited a bit, but its suppose to have a steady progression of grammatical errors)
I feel numb I feel numb
I feel like a dream

O I could soar I could soar
Over the sea

But I will float I float
out past the shore

So I can't swim back
No I won't swim back I won't make it back
To the shore

I feel numb I feel numb
I feel like a dream

So set sail with me
we'll never make it to never ever land

O I could soar I could soar
Over me

Like a flag in the breeze Follow me
My hearts a grenade

So if you pull the pin

You'd best lay on my chest

So I don't take out the room


(alternate version?)
My hearts a grenade

So if you pull the pin I'll keep my grin  

Just before the boom

You'd best lay on my chest

So I don't take out the room
(I feel like I've read this before because it just seems so familiar, which is most of the reason why I put it up here!)
I find it difficult
To enjoy free time
I know I should know better
To do better
Work wise, play hard
I find it difficult to talk
Without numbers and facts
I dont always act like
Im stressed out,
But free time pushes me over
Over time
Twiddling my thumbs addition for lyrics:

...Over time
Just twiddling my thumbs
Working for the man! Man
But dont you see
That man is me.
So rinse and repeat this cycle
Til its worn a hole through the groves and trenches i walk through.
Hopefully ill fall right on by
To begin anew on the otherside.
A vagabond
O come on.
I can't promise you everything,
But I can promise you anything.

"You know you're a hopeless romantic."
I'd like to believe its simply semantics.
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