For once, may the moment
Take you by
Surprise
Live for that minute
Act on Impulse
Just this once

Go somewhere new
Let the night surprise you
As it ages
Seize that moment

Pretend it is your last day
On this earth
What would you do with your time?
I bet you wouldn't sit around and whine

Shall I share my deepest thought?

Reveal all my secretes on these pages?

Filling each line with all my dreams

And every word I’m afraid to speak?

But who will listen?

Who will read?

If they do, would they look at its writer diffently?

Would they soak every up phrase? Or just simply turn to the next page

After all this is an empty canvas

A solace for a time in distress

A story wrapped around a blue dress

Watch me paint you a picture without a brush

Just a pen and my words

as each storys progress

i hope to leave the reader impressed

but at the end of the day

this is  an entry into my journal

who cares what i have to say

Since our knights have taken off their helmets
Showing the men behind their guise
I'll stand by you,
To hold your hand
Guiding you through this challenging time,
I'll bring you the sun to shine
On to your skin
So you can smile again
I'll get you through this
Because it's my duty as your best friend

Nothing
is
perfect
So find perfection in all the flaws around you

Poor confused girl
Wondered where her path in life was,
It is difficult to find oneself
In a world filled with possibilities

sorry so sorry
that you've lied to me
and tell a girl
you'd want to be with her
if it wasn't for me

sorry so sorry
for my crumbled heart
for ripping my world apart

sorry so sorry
its not like I needed you
to act as my glue
that mends my wounds

sorry so sorry
for asking you to bring some light
so my thoughts wont take flight
into a world of misery
Where the monsters can get me

Let's have a typical summer night
  And dance under the moonlight
We can greet the warm air on our skin
As this night begins

Let's go to the docks
Cross the rocks
To drink by the Delaware
Not giving a single care

Let's have a typical summer night
Because we are young
And this is our only chance
To have fun

Thank you
For waking the sleeping dragon
That now blows its fire
Creating every writings desire

I can feel
devotion pushing me
Through cold winter nights
And midnight frights

I can feel
Laughter of pure bliss
The passion behind every kiss

Thanks to the ten minute free writes
Of just the pen hitting the paper
My dragon grew stronger
So thank you Mrs. O’Hern
You have taught me everything I once yearned

Awake from your slumber
To crack your
all mighty
thunder
Lighting
Up the
sky
To everyone
With
An
Eye

I wish I had a pretty smile,
Or could look you in the eyes,
But when I do,
All I see are your lies