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We go through life
Trained to question,
To seek knowledge,
To understand.

But this isn't
An easy task
We have here on hand.

The truth hurts,
And facts aren't always pretty.
A simple "yes" or "no" response
Can bring you down
Quite quickly.

"Is it cancer?"
"Is he cheating?"
"Am I really wasting my life away, sulking in cheap pity?"

Questions like these
Cut beyond flesh and bone.

Their answers go deeper;
They penetrate the soul.

So here's a tip
As you journey and grow:
Don't seek answers
you don't want to know.
The original works and writings of Jason Deegan.
All Rights Reserved. ©2015
When are you going to
wake up and realize
That this is your life
And no one else's.

Not your father's,
Not your mother's,
Not your Sister's
Or your brother's.

They may have
Hopes and dreams for you-
Things they'd like you to acquire,
But you're the
Composer of your own life;
The conductor of this choir.

Do what you want.
Make mistakes,
Learn, and grow.
You're only given
One chance,
Do you really want it to blow?
The original works and writings of Jason Deegan.
All Rights Reserved. ©2015
They say, "keep going
Till you smile again.
Keep going till you laugh
And dance, till sunlight
Washes away the rain
And joy unleashes your soul."

But, what if you've never
smiled, laughed, or danced?
What if darkness
was all you've ever  known?
What if it's been your only friend?
What then?
The original works and writings of Jason Deegan.
All Rights Reserved. ©2015
Uncork the bottle,
And pour it quick!
It’s been a long, long day
And I need sip.

Wine, oh Wine
I’m glad you’re mine.
Without you, I fear
I’d lose my mind.

Your dark, luscious beauty
And your white gentle hues
Coax and ease
My stress to defuse.

On days like today,
And nights,
Like tonight,
It’s you I turn to
For some bottled delight.
The original works and writings of Jason Deegan.
All Rights Reserved. ©2015
I'm tired of not having a date
to take me out on a Saturday night
When nobody calls me and its getting late
Its such a pitiful sight

So I've decided to put on my wizard hat on
then go down to the basement below
and when my family have all gone
I'll build my very own boyfriend and nobody would know

He'd have eyes so dark and dreamy
he'd have arms that'd hug me tight
and when he'd turn his face to see me
his face would shine real bright

In a huge *** I stirred the magic brew
and I started dreaming of my lover boy
dreaming of all the lovey-dovey things he'd do
I started to bubble up with joy

I threw in hairspray for wonderful hair
and a Jon Bon Jovi CD for a heavenly voice
For huggability I also threw in my teddy bear
along with all my other stuffed toys

I added cologne and expensive perfume
so he'd always smell like a cool breeze in spring
My boyfriend would be nearly perfect I assume
and he'd be made up of all sorts of wonderful things

I threw in a black tuxedo and dancing shoes
so he'd be classy and gentlemanly
He'd be the perfect boy I would choose
to start my perfect family

As I was done with my recipe
I chanted my magic spell
smoke and fumes rose up endlessly
My hardwork was complete I could tell

Out popped out this boy wonder
who looked dreamy as could be
My knees went weak and my heart spat thunder
as I giggled nervously

We went on our first date
but It was a disaster straight from hell
This monster I decided to  create
made me want to take back that awful spell

Me and wonderboy did not work
and we broke up instantly
with no love he turned out to be a ****
completely devoid of chivalry

The good things in a man
are not always the things that show
you see you must understand
True Love isn't what you think you already know

The things that send you head over heels
may not be the things that truly last
because the boy wearing expensive perfume
may turn out to be just another *******!
Do not get it twisted.
I only loved you
until I lost interest.
I insisted,
but you wouldn’t listen.
Now I’m gone and you’re left
wondering why I went missing.

#Lust
*Timelessessence
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