Wise words from a "wizzard."
Leaking out onto paper.

Caught up in a blizzard.
Storms are coming later.

Reading by a priest.
To me they mean the least.

Aknowledge the power.
Of words read for hours.

Agree or suffer.
Agree or die.

Agree with another.
Agree or cry.

Sensible seclusion.
Causes delusion.

Words without meaning.
Are words that need defeating.

Words that hurt.
Words that break.

Words that fight.
Words that are fake.

Hurt against you.
Hurt against many.

Hurt against the world.
Hurt against plenty.

Subside and control.
Controlling of nations.

Control of the world.
Control causing irritation.

Irrational fears subsided.
World being divided.

Walls being built.
Feelings of guilt.

Lonely days of nothing more.
Than what tomorrow brings in store.

Words that bring up such a bore.
Are words that pull at your hair.

These are the words that bring us down.
These are the words that don't care.

Time is ticking.
Time is moving.

Time is frozen.
Time seems gloomy.

Time is fragile.
Time is bent.

Time is where,
Time is sent.

Time is changing.
Time is arranging.

Time is strange.
Time is pulsating.

Time is always up.
For debating.

Should you move with the constant motion?
Take time to accept the simple notion?

Time can't be changed.
Time can't be altered.

Time has its own plans.
Time will not falter.

Time is tough.
And time is spent well.

Time is what you make of it.
Time is your living hell.

The fire burned blue.
The ashes blew too.

Rainbow in the distance.
Though it seems so distant.

Hard to reach.
Hard to teach.

Distance is the issue.

I'm counting on.
I'm counting one.

I'm counting two.
I'm counting on you.

I'm counting the days.
Until I say:

The world I live in is a masterpiece.
The world I live in is full of peace.

I'm counting on when what I say makes sense.
Talking about the world in past and present tense.

Changing of our minds.
Minds are faded and dead.

Counting down the few days.
These are the few days I dread.

I'm counting down until I see.
A place filled with nothing but glee.

A world one day that is nothing more.
Than a place where we can all be free.

I'm indecisive.
On whether or not I should write this.

Could I fight it?
Could I change?

All our plans.
All arranged.

You're deranged.
And I'm scared.

You seem to call.
When you seem to care.

You say you listen.
You say you hear.

But are you here,
When I wipe away my tears?

And all the years that have flown by.
When you used to see me.

And I'm blinded now.
Hard to see what I want to be.

And I miss the way you used to be.
And I miss the old you.

I miss all the times.
All the times I would think things through.

Walking down this lonely path.
In my heart I feel a lonely wrath.

A pain I have never felt inside.
When you're not here by my side.

But I need you.
And though I try.

Though I try to make things right.
You say that I'm always wrong.
We always seem to fight.

Though tonight.
I hope to see you.

And if you don't show.
I will show all who care
All who care to know.

How I feel.
Feel inside.

Feeling down.
Broken pride.

Sorry that I wasn't the best.
Sorry that I always lied.

I never seemed to care.
I never seemed to be there.

And now I'm scared.
I'm somewhere out here stranded.

I wish I could say I had things planned.
Though I never planned this.

And I always say I'm there.
Always there close to you.

Hoping that you miss me.
Are you hoping that I miss you too?

Ripped out.
Broken heart.
Hard to fix.
It's torn into two.

Hoping I get to see.
See a day.
A day spent with you.

And it is hard to say.
And it is hard to write this.

But I miss you.
And only you.

I'm sorry I'm indecisive.

Hidden stories.
Told at night.

Waking moments.
Morning light.

Silly girls.
And silly boys.

Young at heart.
They play with toys.



Mothers drunk.
And daddies dead.

Don't ever know.
What lies ahead.

And the wind moves in coming in and out.
Cutting off the sinister sound.

You're on the ground.
You'll be dead.
Wasting your life at what's ahead.

You don't know.
The full story.

You read the front and the back.
The book seems so boring.

But you don't know.
The full story.

You don't know what lies ahead.
Rather be at home laying on your death bed.

But you sneak around.
This very particular hallway.

Under the bridge.
At that same parkway.

But you don't know.
Where your sister stays.

Sisters out late.
Smoking *** in someone's driveway.

Why do things,
Things have to be this way?

Why does your life always have to,
Always stay the same?

Wish that my life,
My life would be sane.

Drunken mom on the road,
Drunk driver is switching lanes.

And sometimes my life,
Feels like It's always plain.

When the nights are boring,
The nights consist of pouring rain.

Wish dad were here.
I wish he were here to wash away all the pain.

But he's not.
He'll never be.

Nothing even left for him to gain.

Demand of respect.
A demand on its own.

Only needed when they ask.
No one there when you’re alone.

Prevent many mistakes.
Choose what to keep and what to take.

Take away what you can.
Asking for a better plan.

I plan to make better friends.
Ones that make life great again.

Nothing worse than someone uninteresting.
Always putting your feelings up for testing.

Break you apart and watch you shatter.
Acting like your well-being doesn’t even matter.

Twisted words and hurtful remarks.
Should you even take the chance to embark?

Why try when you have tried too much?
Trying to see them, but they never stay in touch.

Two faced people with double standards.
Only after things that they are reaching towards.

Would they ever ask about you and your goals?
Would they ever help you at your all time low?
Would they spare a moment to get to know?
Would they know what to ask and what to say?
Would they ever ask if you were okay?

Starting to feel frustrated.
Tired of friends that seem so outdated.

Finding friends that matter is an endeavoring task.
Will you find a friend that will truly care?
That is the hardest question to ask.