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Keith A Lake Jan 2014
I've been feeling kinda good about myself lately
I don't know who you are
But
Hopefully sometime soon I'll find you standing around in that parking lot again
Striking up conversations with each other as we done before
Your heart was not sad nor cold; it was warm and pleasant
Your personality was beautiful
Thus your entire being is beautiful
I am done being alone and afraid to ask you out
I have fathomed holding this girl in my arms
Watching her smile at dinner
Going out and having an abundance of fun
I want to discover you
I want to explore you
Staying up until the dark hours of the night
Just talking
But
Don't be afraid
I would never take advantage of you
This is me taking a leap
This is me asking for a night with you
But
Don't be afraid to say "No"
For I will not pursue you
I will not fear rejection
I would just like to ask you for one thing
My heart is bruised
It’s not my scars I want you to cover
Nor my cuts for you to bandage
It's my heart for you to cherish
© Keith Lake 1/2014
Keith A Lake Dec 2013
My droopy eyelids ache as if I saw the sight of the sun,
Walking silently, but swiftly; motionlessly into her arms
I hear  the fragile air passing through her lungs
I feel the delicate pulse of her neck
The fragile but weak heartbeat; beating down the seconds
I thought I felt nothing
Thinking it would only satisfy my cravings
as her life slowly became mine I dared not to look
But her faint smile overwhelmed me
The sweet sanguine fluid flowing down her body
Onto my lips
The only time I feel alive again is in this moment
Until my cravings are gone and the despair numbs me once more
I can see through her eyes
Her vision distorts me from her sight
Not knowing who she is or why she let me gaze upon
Her image, but it's one image I will never forget
An image I won't want to lose
A second more and she subsides
or
A second less and she subsists
For each second I felt her neck
Pulse
The first time I felt my heart
Pulse
And for each pulse I felt
The more human I became.
© Keith Lake 11/2013
Keith A Lake Nov 2013
I want to tell her what I believe in
music, love, *** and family
I want to offer my hand, I want to offer my peace, I want to offer something in some other way,
some proof I will be there for her when ever I can even if its in her dreams or standing right beside her  through tragedy and/or peace.
When she gets scared or lonely
I will be standing by her side holding her, comforting her.
She is my passion, my recall to life its self,
most importantly she is taking me on her life journey.
I breathe for her because I stay wondering and wanting
I wonder until my wonder is cut off
because she is my air
I do hear the breeze hiss from her lips
onto mine as if I am in love.
She is my air sign.
  Wondering why I cant sleep at night, it's because she is not by my side.
If I could fly I'd fly by her side from dawn to dusk
just to lay down by her side at night
because all I see is me in her eyes.
I see through her eyes the motionless sea,
Even though this sea rages around me,
I am at peace through the still water I travel,
I am at peace with or without still raging waves,
I am at peace even if I'm shattered and broken.
Me by your side each piece is at
PEACE
© Keith Lake 11/2013
Keith A Lake Nov 2013
I have always been the misfit of the bunch
The rebel within the pack
The troublemaker
the round peg in a square hole
the odd man out
the one who sees things differently
I am not fond of rules
I have no respect for a title above my head
You can quote me
Disagree with me
glorify or vilify me
About the only thing you can't do is ignore me
I change things
I push people to their limits.
I say things to make you react
I challenge you to challenge me
All I get is disrespect
All because people don't try to understand what I say.
Instead you think I am ignorant
childish and selfish
All these negative things and not one **** good thing
All because you don't understand me
While some may see me as
"the crazy one"
All I see in myself is a genius because
people who are crazy enough to think they can change or push
people to their limits are the ones who understand what we need to do
to improve this world and if you don't understand or grasp that answer then
the ones who know me think I am inferior to them
think I am not smarter or stronger than them
what they don't understand
The difference between a successful person and a unsuccessful person
is not a lack of strength or knowledge
but a lack of will
the will to create benefit for all and enjoying the process.
I have become my own optimist
If I can't make it through one door then I don't give up
I find another way to another door
Or
I'll make a door out of nothing into something
Something will come no matter how vague it seems
if you focus on this and adopt this definition
Success is yours for the taking
So I ask you one more time
Am I crazy?

— The End —