I'm sick of these late night car rides, pacing up and down the same suburban streets while you try to get away from the flames of your home, and hearing these tiresome complaints being echoed from car rides prior, slowly amplifying as the street lights begin to pass us faster and faster.
I'm too used to the feeling of the cold glass pressed against my forehead while I sit quietly in the passengers seat looking past the rain droplets dancing on the window, and growing bored of listening to your troubles, searching for something new on the winding roads I've traveled on for the past sixteen years.
I'm beginning to wonder if the day will come where my foot is on the gas just like yours once was, and I'm fleeing from the ghosts that I have so naively conjured, and my only escape from a nine to five **** is a drive to nowhere, where the working man goes to die.
I don't want to die like them, And I don't want to run like you.
I'm still working on this so feel free to give feedback.
Snuggle Into my wife on a beautiful day kissing her lips blew all my troubles away for that was the strength of our love Kisses that tasted honey on my lips caressing her body with my fingertips pure sensation through our body we felt Two excited hearts now beating as one that beat to the rhythm of passionate ******* Then to lay our bodies now satisfied to drift off to sleep warm and feeling safe Wrapped in each other's arms fall to sleep listening to the slowing down of our heartbeats
Beautiful memories of ******* with Helen Her kisses alone blew my troubles away
A dark blue velvet carpet decorated with crystal specks we call the night sky. My comfort in the absence of light. I won’t look down, otherwise I'm brought back to reality and may miss a speck go by. So my eyes are fixated, lost in your eternal beauty. My warmth on this cold night.
Soon time will bring with it light and clear skies and ur face will change. Then time will continue the cycle that brings u back again. So I'll wait patiently in the midst of all my pain as you make ur way back to me. I’ll leave indoors my troubles and you’ll bring with you peace and harmony. We'll meet and in that moment what'll matter is not the life we left behind, nor the burdens we'll face tomorrow but you and I, my beautiful, freckled sky.
A mess of a poem but I thought it would be nice to write about how the night sky makes me feel and how troubles seem so insignificant when I look up at it. It’s my escape from the world even though I’m very much still in it.
If one can look beyond the troubles of this world to where we live, beneath Its surface lies so much love unbelievable kindness a togetherness that gives us all hope In some of our worst times a spirit that helps all those In need, no matter where they come from, they are human being and all that matters
Spreading a little love and kindness through the troubles of this world
I can't was for the day I open up. These years of bad luck Die faster than how fast I'll run.
Oh and I'll run. I can't wait to the day. In the past, all the pain of yesterdays Have wrapped around my basement brain. I'll run and show again I might, Take over this world and Show a good fight. I'll forget my troubles, And move on.