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Jun 2014 · 1.3k
Gotta Love me Some Open Road
Jordan Clark Jun 2014
Gotta love me some open road
Doesn’t matter which way I go
Left or right nothing can stop me now
Cause I’m going to forget the memory of you somehow

So turn around and let me go
Walk away and forget my ghost
Cause the ways opening up; I’m driving way too fast
Making sure that this memory will never last

Cause one thing I've learned is life has no time
And wasting it on this 'game' seems likes such a crime
So I'm taking my life back and making a stand
And letting go of your selfish controlling hand

But the memories of you, just tantalize me
As I’m driving with no destination as far as I can see
Cause your smile is there every time I close my eyes
But then I open them and remember all your lies

So I keep on driving through the open road
With the burden lifting the faster I go
Left or right there's nothing that can stop me now
Cause I’m beginning to forget the memory of you somehow

Oh the beauty of the open road in the middle of the night
Seems like my thoughts just started to take flight
Now it’s just me and the stars in the midnight sky
Forgetting everything behind me except the reason why

The reason that got me to where I stand
That reason being, I’m becoming a better man
You and your memory were just getting in my way
So I’m creating a different path, its starting today

Yeah, gotta love me some open road
Doesn’t much matter which way I go
Left or right nothing can stop me now
Cause I’ve started to find my place somehow.
Jun 2014 · 681
Children so Dear!
Jordan Clark Jun 2014
What’s this madness on the news?
What’s this sadness? I’m confused!
A child so loved! Children so dear
All of them lost, lost in this fear.

How can one man create such pain?
To those so innocent, there was no restrain
Now families fall upon their knees
Calling for Help, “Lord help us Please!”

The children now rest in heaven above
In the arms of their Savior and His love
The families below lay in pain untold
Leaving them feeling the ultimate cold

So let them feel your love tonight
For no family deserves to feel this fright
From A loved one lost, much too young
Before life’s spring had truly sprung

So together we come to their aid
To try and ease so much, oh so much pain
We’ll shed our tears, we’ll say our prayers
Knowing even time may not repair

It’s an act of sadness this is true
And an act that can truly unravel you
So as a nation we say stay strong.
You’re in our hearts where you belong!
This was written the day of the Elementary shooting in December of 2012.
Jun 2014 · 2.0k
Twisted Heavenly Bliss
Jordan Clark Jun 2014
Life has its twisted ways
to keep you pondering through the day,
'why the worlds gotta be like this;
is there such a thing as heavenly bliss?'
Every now and than life teases you,
giving you hope with everything you do.
But thats the only glimpse that you'll see
for it seems heavenly bliss isn't meant to be,
cause life just tortures with everything it does
making you look back at everything that was
always making it seem like the past is where to live
and the now has nothing left to give.
Usually I'd agree and say its right,
but every now and then I think it just might
be saying keep your sights on what you desire
stay your path through any storm or fire
for the end may be worth everything thats lost
and you'll see that heavenly bliss was worth the cost.
I know I found it here with you
I feel its warmth with everything we do
I was lost and now i'm found,
broke through those chains that kept me bound,
escaped the hell that devoured my past
when i lived for the now, lived oh so fast.
But heavenly bliss now has set me free.
Heavenly bliss is you next to me.
Now I wanna take it slow and save what's right
cause I wanna be with you on this flight
for staying by your side is my one desire
and I know we can make it through any storm or fire.
Now I'm pondering every single day
how life can be perfect in almost every way
Jun 2014 · 792
Never Again to Conceal
Jordan Clark Jun 2014
You seemed so pretty, you seemed so right.
Just a touch of crazy, But worth the fight.
Cause loves a battlefield that tests us all
‘Til we find the one that’s worth the fall

I thought I found that one when I found you
Just a look into your eyes, I would come unglued.
But then that crazy turned into more
With injuries sustained, I was dying from this war

Beaten and bruised, I could no longer run
The heat of the battle was no longer fun
So I turn to crawl through the landmine field
Knowing that never again will this chest conceal
The pain, the hurt, this heart does feel
Much blood lost. Too much to heal.

You seemed so pretty, you seemed so right
Just a touch of crazy. But worth the fight
Cause loves a battlefield that tests us all
‘til we find the one that’s worth the fall

Like a shooting star falling to the earth
I fell for you. Because I thought it would be worth
the risk the chance. I thought you'd save me.
But as the flame fizzled and I could no longer see
I realized the armor of digression that you've put on
I give up. The red stained white flag is drawn.

Much blood is lost. Too much to heal
From the pain, the hurt this heart does feel
Knowing now this chest will never again conceal
So just let me give way in this battlefield

Never again to feel whats right
In this game that turned into a fight
Jun 2014 · 314
The Heart
Jordan Clark Jun 2014
There's no chance in this life
to the find the truth, to fix this strife
for the sun does set, in the midday sky
for behind this smile, my heart does hide.
It digs the moat, it builds the wall
actually praying that they'll never fall.
For there's pain out there,
too much for the heart to bare.
So deeper down it goes,
hiding in the darkness of the hole,
but it catches a glimpse of a smile up there
starting to climb to see a light so fair.
But the smile fades by the end of the day
causing the climbers strength to fade away
did it climb too fast, was the pace not at fault?
Either way, the climb up came to a halt.
With nothing left above to see
the deeper it digs out of curiosity
but even the heart as its own memory;
a "what if" in life that just wasn't meant to be.
Its become too late to answer the IF
the wall's too high, the moat's become a cliff
time's passed by, the climber has grown weary
its time the heart realizes, its as good as buried.

— The End —