Freedom.

You never know how precious, until it is taken away.
You always wish you had it, for all the days;
Someone else was deciding your fate.
You’re not saying you’re great,
But at least you’ll be the one responsible for your current state.

The one setting your life at the right pace.
Making sure you're always in the right 'headspace'.
Making sure that every step, is the one you want to take.
Making sure that in the end, you can look back with a smile on your face.

Knowing, that this was your life.
That it was yours, and not the plaything of others.
That you bared your cross, and because of it, you were stronger.
That you made your own choices, and in the end, there is indeed nothing sweeter.

Just because its called a blunt,
Doesn't mean it dulls the edges.
It keeps everything turnt,
Giving a sparkle to the senses.

It gives you joy.
Whilst fading away your tensing.
Trips, it takes you on.
Just inhale. Take flight, take off. . .

The Dictionary.
The library of words.
The keep. The record.
A friend and helper to all.

The place of meaning,
By its very definition.
The book of many editions,
In numerous forms.

Calm, lies the water under the Bridge,
As the Ox laps from the gleaning Ford.
The Web aligns the stars,
As the Long man reclines,
Searching for the meaning of a word.

I wanna take your pain away.
Make you feel everything is okay.
Wipe your tears away; Every single day.
Don't trip. Baby, I'm here to stay.

I don't need anything but your smile.
That beautiful smile.
That smile that can light up a room, no matter how dark.
That smile that can brighten up a day, no matter the weather.
The smile that can solve any problem, no matter how stark.
The smile that can hold anybody down, without any tether.

I'm talking about the one that makes my pain go away.
The one that makes me want to stay.
The one I will never trade for anything.
The one I know that when I have it, I have everything.

Baby, You have to know that these words are true.
I don't ever want to be with nobody, but you.
No backups, no fallbacks, no side boos.
That smile is all I need from you.

I believe in ghosts.

The haunting memories of nightmares past.
The spooky stories buried inside.
The life I thought I left behind.
The demons I thought I left in the past.

The scary torment of which I thought I was free.
The sins I thought were forgiven.
The bodies, deep; that I hoped were forgotten.
The creatures I thought were dead to me.

I believe in ghosts.

I see them taking form.
Circling, over a prey they thought was lost.
Rejoicing, that their moment has come.
I believe in ghosts.

I’m all alone in the dark.
A dark and creepy night.
Armed with nothing but the moon’s light.
I believe in ghosts.