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AL Braddy Dec 2015
I have a friend named happiness,
he stays with me a lot.
He helps me find my way through things,
and helps me not to rot.

He helps me  through the winter days,
and through hot summer nights.
His friendships always there for me,
and keeps away my frights.

He's like a yellow happy flower,
blooming to provide me joy.
He fights away the monsters,
and the evil's ploy.

Happiness is there for me,
ready to cheer me up.
Happiness can help you too,
asking, "Hey, What 'sup?"
AL Braddy Dec 2015
There's a test here,
and a test there,
and everyone made the best grade.

Everyone but me.

Let me guess,
they will all ask what I got on this test.

Let them ask,
the a*holes of them,
and let me tell them.

I bet they'll go,

"Oh that's nice. I got a 100."

and I don't think they understand.

I don't give a Sh
t.
AL Braddy Nov 2015
It shines on those who wish.

It's rays shun the doubters.

Here's for the dreamers.

The Wishers.

The Believers.

It shines for those who don't run away.

It smiles upon the brave.

It opens it's arms and lets them in.

It shines on those who wish.
It shines on you.
AL Braddy Nov 2015
Red Heated rash,
stinging to the touch.

Aching to the core,
and burning through your skin.

Denial,
Betrayal,
Acceptance.

Then it starts to peel.

The rash will eradicate,
the burn will be no more,
the pain will peel away.

The skin will be renewed,
the red now replaced with fleshy pink,
and the ache now a dull pain.

But the heart remains broken,
it's love now shattered,
the inside torn,
and the ligaments now severed.


The Ache is Diminished,


But the burn is forever.
Sun Burn: Please understand the representation of the sunburn. (Hint: It's not really a sunburn.)
AL Braddy Nov 2015
Their melodies
sing soft and sweet
bringing forth their light.

They never rest,
or fade away,
working all the night.

They sing and sing,
without a stop,
and give their wings some flight.

And if their tune,
did ever die,
I would not be all right.

For their lovely song,
I sing with them,
and I keep my light.
Birds
AL Braddy Sep 2015
****
you're
gone

and
no
one
cares

what
you've
done
or
seen.

Po­of
you're
gone

and
no
one
cares

if
you
are
okay
idk
AL Braddy Aug 2015
His icy blue orbs
The dark seas of the frore north
The key to my world
Haiku
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