Moments like this aren't hard to find.
Wooden floors beneath my feet,
Screaming fans glued to the seat,

Everyone looks at me with a grin.
Pay it no mind for they will see.
First three minutes I'll score ten.

I hear the voices in the crowd.
Just keeping playing with out a word.
The court is the sky, I am the bird.

The game approaches the end.
They surround me by four.
So I shoot one more.

lying in this bed
unable to sleep
thinking of my pain
unable to weep
the mess in my life
unable to sweep
i'm on a falling ledge
unable to leap
everything dear to me
unable to keep
all the benifits of life
unable to reap
my wounds wont heal
way too deep
just leave me alone
and let me sleep (forever)

We cannot let time deceive us all.
If I so happened to die today.
This poem is all I’d need to say.
If I were to die before we spoke,
These words would be written in the smoke.
Say goodbye to all the tears and regrets.
Door closed, we don’t need the pain.
Time away just feels the same.
Without you, might as well be insane.
My thoughts of you haunt my brain.
Memories with you have begun to stain.
And my world will never be the same.

I lay awake with hopeless thoughts of you.
It seems that somewhere down this path,
I lost the smile and the laughter too.
Where did our passion flea?
How could something done with ease,
Just disappear like a winter breeze?

Staring at this canvas of my soul,
my thoughts start to fade away.
Deep into my lost subconscious,
I hope to find the words to say.
Farther down the hole i tumble,
until I land on that rainy day.

The storm was screaming with it’s tears.
The wind was blowing in every direction.
Soaked to the bone your makeup smears,
Unmasked by the storm inside,
I noticed the angel doomed to hide.

I was lost and forgotten in a crowd of faces.
Nothing worth your praised attention.
Yet you picked on me day to day.
You colored my arms in every shade.
The words you wrote I wished to say.

I love Clarice
I love Clarice
Everywhere you wrote.
I love Clarice
Is what I should have spoke.

I am from the cramped house down the street
From loud arguments that always repeat
I am from that hot summer day
From buckets of ***** covered in Old Bay
I am from bed time stories
From Harry Pottter to the west side stories
I am from looking for mars
From fires under the stars
I am from trips to Myrtle Beach
From chasing the Ice cream truck out of reach
I am from the basketball court
From taking blankets and building a fort
I am from sarcastic remarks
From ski trips at winter parks
I am from home made sweet tea
From “mom Dereks hitting me!”
I am from Saturday Cartoons
From blue party balloons
I am from gameboy color
From never sharing with each other
I am from “Hey, that’s mine!”
From “Boys, please don’t wine”
I am from church every Sunday
From school every Monday
I am from Home
Yes, I am from Home

Last night started out fun
But ended in disaster
We smiled in the sun
But lost our evening laughter
I am sorry we are boring
I am sorry for it all
I feel as if I am trapped
As if I hit a Wall
But regardless of what has happened
The fact remains the same
I will find our evening laughter
So that once again
We can enjoy the morning after

Where do I start
How should i begin,
I guess i will just write
until the very end,
I could start with my name
and where i am from,
Yes, I will start with that
and then more will come,
My name is Dylan
and I was born in North Carolina,
I am nineteen years old
but I feel even older,
I look much younger or so I am told
My days are long and filled with joy
I have a daughter
No, not a boy
I work, go to school, and am a father
I own my own business
As God as my witness
I have a beautiful companion
who is full of life
She is my joy
No, not a boy
My two girls are my life
one is my daughter
The other my future wife
My Passion is Business
My title is Entrepreneur
I love what i do
Which is more than most
If you love your work
Than you too can boast
My business is a brand
Perception Apparel is the name
I create unique Clothes
And nothing is quite the same
Check me out,
The website is the name!
Among my hobbies sports are fairly high
Basketball is my favorite
Still not sure why
Other interests  may include:
Food, movies, and long walks on the beach
This is begining to sound like a date
I can't think of anything else to say
My life in 300 words
It is sort of sad in a way
My life in one paragraph
Yet i have nothing left to say?
Well It seems I have begun to rant
I hope now you may know me
There is not much to see
For this is all there is to me
In essence of time
let's bring this to a close
And if you are lost, this was my Prose.