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Eve Pruecil Mar 2010
A pen and paper and all the time in the world
A head filled with a million words, but none that work
I sit there struggling to put pen to paper
I know what I want to write, but I can't
I can't find the right words in my library of words
Nothing is right
Eve Pruecil Mar 2010
Splish splash
The waves crash on the sandy shore
Attracted to the ground up rocks
Like children to lollipops
Or bees to flowers.

Splish splash
The waves are getting fierce
Rain is starting to pour
Like a child with a hose
Spraying their brother on a warm summer day.

Splish splash
The waves are like skyscrapers
Towering above me
Maybe I should go; I’m all alone now.

Splish splash
The waves have formed into one
One giant wave covering my island
I run away, up the mountain.

Splish splash
The devastation is done
The buildings lie everywhere
So do the bodies
I am the only survivor.

Why
Why did I survive and not the wise old man down the street
Why not the old merchant who only sold oranges and beets
What would father say?

I know
I know what he would say
He would say, “Because you are you and no one else is you. That’s why you survived.”
Now he is gone

Splish splash
The waves are calm again
Attracted to the sandy shore
Like children to lollipops
Or bees to flowers
this is my first longish one, so you know, it's not the best
Eve Pruecil Mar 2010
The smell of sweet roses on a warm afternoon
The sun is shining and the pond sparkles like a million diamonds
Can life get better then this?

A warm fire on a cold winter night
A cup of hot chocolate, with white floating islands
Can life get any better then this?

A cool ocean breeze on my own private beach
With dolphins and turtles popping up to say hi
Can life get any better then this?

No, I don't think it can.
Eve Pruecil Mar 2010
I used to be an innocent laughing child
Now I laugh at laughing children.
What happened to me?

I used to be a bird flying high
Now I am the hunter who shoots them down.
What happened to me?

I used to be a sleeping baby, with not a care in the world
Now I am a juvenile with a dark look at life.
What happened to me?

I used to be so happy, nothing could bring me down
Now I feel depressed, life isn't fair.
I might as well die.
What happened to me?
Eve Pruecil Mar 2010
I am like an icicle, cutting an innocent passerby
That happens to be standing right under me at the worst possible time.

Iam like a viper, lashing out at the unfortunite witness
That tortures souls that need no torturing
That already have enough in their life.

I am like a murderer, who has no mercy
Who strikes with a knife, to whoever happens to be there.

When did this all happen, when did I become this way
Now I remember, it's when you tear me apart
With an "innocent" comment
But a comment that burns.

A comment that is like acid on my heart
That tells of the abysmal life that you led me to lead
It's like a reassuring hug that suddenly turns on you
Why did you do this to me?
Eve Pruecil Mar 2010
Wings spread wide
They beat in an endless sky
Daring others to a challenge
The great ruler of the blue expanse

A rumble in his throat
A fierce cry in the night
The enemy returns to his perch
Crying in fright
The great ruler of the blue expanse

A weak and feeble cry
From the bald birds's heir
'I'm hungry' it says
No need to fear, I've got you covered
Now open up that beak
My baby ruler of the blue expanse
Eve Pruecil Mar 2010
My old friends disapear
Struggling to find an other
In a sea of strange new peers

My old house is gone
With intruders making it a home
Now I must try
To make a new life
In a new place

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