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Thomas Apr 2013
Laying here
thoughts in my head
staring at the ceiling
may as well be dead
But thoughts keep me going
the way they always have
Mystery and fantasy
Is all i've truly had
for if she lied next to me
id tremble and shake
in my soul id lie in disbelief
that perfection could awake
And in her grumbles awakened from slumber
i would be amazed
for just a second, so happy to see
her beautiful smiling face
Thomas Apr 2013
Standing in the eye of the storm
Whirlwind changes the landscape
People and places in the blink of an eye
Content to watch, mixed emotions appear
I'm happy with this sight
I'm happy with my place
At least I have been
But I'm thinking now
Just might be the perfect time
To step through the winds
I don't intend to be swept away
My eyes will betray me
But my feet will keep me grounded
My mind will keep me in one direction
I will cross through this storm
And emerge upon the other side
Changed, and in new lands
Cast your anchor, fall from the storm,
Walk with me
Thomas Mar 2013
Blank, aware
inside this body
a force moving limbs effortlessly
what am I?
How do I do this?
Again and again I ask myself
to no avail
what am I
WHO AM I??!
Thomas Mar 2013
and yes, i'm the bom
oh did i forget the b?
don't take that personally
or i'll sock you in your intestine
and decide your destin
****, now i forgot the y
oh well, i still make a mean apple pie
or maybe an apple ***
because i ate too many apples, you see.
you better believe them apples
and next i'm gonna take a crapple.
Thomas Mar 2013
Thank you
You have shown me all the ways I will never succeed
in friendship and in deed
Truly I can never be who you want me to be
And I'm okay with that
Selfish and alone
I will stand tall
Though I am the truest contradiction
To perfection and goodness
I am cut from the same cloth as all
Selfish and alone is my path
and I will walk this road until my knees buckle
and all hope is lost
Thomas Mar 2013
Bold and daring
Mountain with a beasts rage
Eagerly subduing the weak
To make yourself strong
You walk a line with one person in mind
Deflecting sentiments from those who care
Hypocrasy be thy name
you do none of what you say
Psychotic be thy face
evil in your eyes these days
I hope you wise the **** up
May you recover the sanity lost
Before your bones rest under the cross
Thomas Feb 2013
Light shown through the pale curtain
Awakened from distant slumber
to meet an Angel with no face
And a dream I dont remember

Shadow pervades all corners of this room
A light from the window reveals the form
Not fearful but not calm bewildered I stared
A butterfly wing immense up there

For a while it floated in space
Above my bed where my body dost lay
Wrinkles in the curtain portray its sway
Familiar in spirit terrifying in form
Ever watchful over my
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