We will chase the sun until our time is up
And we will be ok because we have to be
oh, we will chase the sun, till our time is up.
so don't fear for us we were strong enough.
Oh chasing the sun until the moon comes up in the sky.
We might get sad but, youll never hear us cry.
Tell my mom that I am alright, tell my dad I wont
be home tonight.
I am chasing the sun, but Ill be home when I've had enough.
and when its all said and done I would have lived,
I would have chased the sun.
As great as it might seem, freedom is never really free.
We are young and we still bleed.
We were young, much to young
we didn't get to see the world for what it was
But we chased the sun, our time came now our time is up.
Pleas don't foget us now that we are breathless
don't cry for us because we are gone
love us for what we were not what we could have been
love us till the end
We will chase the sun till our time is up,
and we will be ok because we have to be.
We have lived, we have lived enough.
We chased the sun till the moon came up in the sky
so pleas don't cry for us now that our time has come.
pleas be strong enough

it's okay to be a man
to be an animal
to be cage-free
to seek dominion
to express emotions.

it's okay to have enough sleep

I must say that these last couple months have been interesting since I found this site.
It has given my an inspiration to let more of my words out and to search for all of your words.
So far I am amazed.
We won't save the world but at least we can show how similar and different, light and dark we are.
We are the soul of this age and I don't want a single person here to foget that.

Keep up bearing your souls.
We all have something to say.

And as always I will bear my soul to you as well butl leave it up to the viewer what might be seen.

Your lover, brother, and other,

Joshua Haynes

(1/23/13)

when it comes to **** - i agree for this was something that she did not foresee
she wanted to have a normal life, fall in love and become a wife.
to have children if and when she decided, and not be afraid or to hide it.
she had been ***** - body , mind , and soul
and she feels she no longer has control.
now this is what a ****** has in mind, and wants to be in control all the time.

yet now ! you do have a choice which will be the first of many
keep this child or abort, and foget everything that you may have been taught.
if GOD had this **** planned for you ( which i don't believe)
then he's also given you the choice as what to do
he has given us all free will, and with a decision like this
you can't stand still.

some will say it's because the clothes you wore- or things you said
but with a ****** - you did not want to bed.
( e.g. )right now this child is like a drop of spit which you spit out
because of the bad taste it gives. "do you want this child to live?"
the taste may stay in your mouth the rest of your days
is this the way this child will be raised?

yet the choice is up to you - no one knows what you've gone thru.
if they had punishments to fit the crimes, then the ******
would get it from behind.
they would know what they put you through because they'll be
going thru it too, and if they was to **** with intent
their life in jail would be spent.
if they have no regard for human life
then they should pay the ultimate price.

Did you know
That in the snow
Despite the glow

Our fears
Are still there
Still holding us near

Did you know
In the snow
The fear still grows

Even when it's covered
Under beautiful snow smothered
Just beneath the surface can be discovered

Did you know
In the snow
The winds of change still blow

You can try to foget
It will still make you sweat
It will still make you pay that debt

Did you know
In the snow
The fear will still make your blood run cold

I will close the window and open the door
I will go walking but not in a vehicle yet think of every human being
I will stand but I will sit too but never foget to get up.
Its not that I never fall,Its that I get up everytime I fall
If a theres anything I’ll catch it with both hand even if it is a ball.
Just like sun shine on world my life will shine in the world.
I will complete what I started even if theres a obstacle to fold
One change leads to another change, but my change will lead to many changes
How far everones voice will reach, my voice will reach everyone thru their own ranges.

you appear so fragile:
i don't know whether
to want you,
or discard you,
touch you:
or foget to have missed
me *******...

your language
is a laguid tease...
i macbeth, i macbeth...
i leave the i am,
open to satiate
your scoop
for an, opening
of the wound...

i am bemused by
having to deal with you
as a curiosity,
that i...
sometimes forget
to chase my own shadow...
you: forever in third
person...
are:
     a person not worth
an enigmas' worth
to replace the person
being towed...

and i know what appears
fragile...
the most... insect-like
apparent...
a dog-barking-familiar...
fake...
i know what shuffles
in shatter
and the scooping fake...
a mind...
like any other...
a hybrid of the wind
like a tow of the sly
of the southern scythe
made: lumber...
tow: and the fallen
tree, tow...
  silence...
echo...
   winter breed:
a lost... scuttle...

   macbeth o macbeth!
i beseech you, macbeth!
to have to heave
one
heart, but be given
another....
and all that constitutes
the deaths of
the enshrined
parody
of the basics of
the lived society...

      ich bin spiegel:
ich bin schrein -
ich bin mutter-witwe:
    ich bin:
die zuletzt:
                   ende...
                          
kommen entweder sie
zeit,
    ür
                platz....

    ür:
                ­gott ist alle
gott iß güt!

i don't want to speak
the language
i was either born with,
or the language
i acquired...

but i also don't want
to speak the language
that's desired...

ar wir bestimmt...
        sprechen klein so?

am i always to
halve what is,
and what isn't so?

scot: hi'   h'oon!
hoom!
sober...
and soak:
and north baron
of: 'oon!
'arangue?!

             'a!
swoon a'r'ah shoon!

hoo!
e'yeer!

Space is black, so as too it why can't you win a race.

Face it winning, is my honor you are like gum sticky and silly only filled with envy for you will never become a winning.

Know, I was just kidding your "OK" at getting second place, when im looking back your head bagging to my style.

Slow down pal forward, only no slow motion because as is sacred gemetic shapes  see to it I'm the out line of gold.

So yes you now can behold, you are a silver me is of gold so be better next time and don't forget to become bold.

Cuz heating thang's up is my cup of gold low and bewilder of change and flow.

So, watch out as spring become's of snow and your feet get stuck in the soggy cold.

I will laugh, with glee as you become of fever you should have wore a coat you dreamer.

Im, a thinker slaying reason of flaws we shall talk of winning.

Winner winner points on board is the defender.

Loser loser you are sad and clueless.

The options where not fixes as to your believing them to be.

When we raced im a spotter of flaws.

Calcated your movements and pace.

Sure too glance, before the race to Duluth your out looks at 1st.

Now you seem, to think back nodding do you understand it was my plain at hand.

Not to say I cheated using methods unknow for my win.

I just Foget basic Principles of thought and see all points of reference.

The colossol sky was blue enough to absorb our anxieties
The immense clouds were white enough to provide us peace
The tall grasses were green enough to smile at us
The stony path was rough enough to burst us into meaningless laughters!
The consoling songs were melodious enough to help us foget everything
And...we were euphoric enough to enjoy every moment!
I miss the lost old days...