I was just a little boy when I asked why I couldn't run in the traffic; when I bathed in the inflatable pool and didn't get out; when I locked my mother in the room; when I locked my cousin and myself in the room to play with our toys; when I was puked on by; when I scraped my bruises in fun; when I got a fever after I saw that lost kid at the mall; when I ran in the hallways in races with my friends; when I told my mother everything; when I was innocent.
In event of my untimely demise I request "Wish You Were Here" by Pink Floyd to be played at my funeral
Your instructions on attire are simple Something a little lacy Flowers in my curled hair
I imagine my family will sort my belongings and I ask that my poetry be left with someone who will never stop flipping through these old notebooks Never forgetting I was devoted to the words that meant the world to me
The little girl Had kittens and pups to play with New to life, herself She knew the only life with them around All of five, homeschooled She had friends Never left alone Giggles and smiles Her parents’ delight
As a little boy takes a walk, he bumps into a little girl and in that very moment when he looked into her star gazing eyes and realised it was always meant to be.
This little boy saw through her very broken soul but somehow still fell in love with every single of her broken pieces.
Was it true love? Or Was it fate? Or Was it destiny?
Eventually, as time does it's magic they evolve into young adults. Just to fall a part... But always finding their way back to each other. Until the inevitable day arrives.
Will they always love each other in their hearts? Will they still miss each other?
We all need something to help get us by Whether you realize it or not Some of us make the choice to get high On methamphetamine ****** or ***
Even if just a little bit Everyone has a vice The unfortunate succumb to it Wiser try only once or twice
Still others choose a different crutch To aid them in their distress Food Work *** and such Are addictions nonetheless
We tangle pain with love and fear The knot increases in size Swallow it down and chase with a beer Or drown it in exercise
Pour a drink made with clear liquor Mixed with a dash of frustration Anything to **** feelings quicker Avoid any sensation
If we don't face the cause of our heartache Problems will only get worse Each day in this nightmare our lives are at stake Each fall closer to the hearse
Once we accept that we need to change We can forgive ourselves and heal Freedom and peace are not out of range If we stop running from what we feel
