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Sunday, April 26, 2009

Random

I am writing this poem because someone dear to my heart asked me to write something happy:)


O! Happiness and joy is in the air
O! How life is good and fair
This is not a joke
So no need to choke
What I am saying is, life is great!
I am breathing at a fantastic rate
I wake up knowing a friend is there with a smiling face
The bad things do come but the good things win the race
If by chance you mistaken me a sad lonely child
Let me vanish these thoughts and say I am wild
Sadness is easily written by pen
But I am happier in the end





Wednesday, April 22, 2009

The Monster Within me

I look in the mirror

Waiting for the tear
I guess it will never come
I thought I had some
4 weeks I cried myself to sleep
4 weeks all I could do was weep
I left the memories in the dust
That part of my heart I left to rust
Where ever I buried you, your beginning to infect
I can not find you, your nowhere I can detect
I can feel the burning
The disease is turning
Into pain once again 

Friday, April 10, 2009

Road Trip

Set before us miles and miles of road
Clothes, food, and directions to load
Embarking on a wild adventures of all kinds
Whether our hearts desire it and no said our minds
We took that brave step of trusting a car from the eighties
It was Dynasty, no not your typical Mercades
We drove and drove until we said no more
We drove and drove until our legs became sore
I sat in the back day dreaming of all the could be
I sat there thinking all that had happened to me
I looked at my two friend's smiling faces in the sun rays
And thanked God it was going to be a great day!

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Sorry to any readers

As I was thinking about my last poem (A Girl) I wrote, I realized that I was a bit rash and let my anger come out in words that judged a group of people that are trying their best to do what is right. I let go of my high standard that I have for this school and only thought on the negative side. So I deleted it and I am sorry to whoever read the poem and if you didnt get a chance to read well then that is good. Words are a powerful gift from God, we should use them to only portray the truth and not condemn people that we have no clue about. So once again I apologizes and next time I will be more careful about what I write.

Monday, April 6, 2009

Not Every Man Is Truthful?

Another incident where man wore a religious facade

But all awhile looking at the girls singing fa la de la da
Why did they keep a psycho safe behind Holy bars?
Were the keepers just making sure he didn't go to far!
They only heard the gargling words of a man's false preaching
Cries of the innocent were smashed so that he could keep teaching
Not only did one fall but so did the others who did nothing to stop the fall
Whether they were giving him a second chance or be nice it was not their call
Because what happened was to be stopped a long time ago
They should of not waited for another crucial blow
It tainted the image of their beliefs they spill out all the time
But when it comes to their own kind they won't give the harsh fine
There are good few but their voices are to low
They may have stopped it but frankly they were to slow
May this fraud find his way to the straight path
And I hope he finds it soon before God's wrath
May this be a lesson to the faithful men
That not all are sanctified within 

Sunday, April 5, 2009

My Nightmares

I know when I lay my head down 

That I will hear that frightening sound
I beg for my dreams not to come when I sleep
For I know when I awake I will want to weep
I hear those footsteps walking in my mind
I know when I follow who I will find
I put off sleep until I can no longer hold my eyes open
Wishful hopes lay in my mind and I know I have awoken
Sweat and regrets roll down my face
I arise and quickly start to pace
Another night of tossing and turning
Another night of memories burning
Solid images of a form that taunts me
Reminding me of all that I wish I couldn't see
You got this a head filled up with smoke
Your feeding me lines that make me choke
Night after night I hope its something new
Night after night it is just you




Friday, April 3, 2009

Gravity

Gravity forces me to the thing I despise the most
I stand watching it, awhile I brag and boast
It is the oddest thing to know I love to stare
But o the smile I can hardly bare
I never know why my brain becomes mush
And those words of hate, I tell hush
That magnet force that says follow
Even tho the lines are very hollow
I stand there waiting for the gaze
And there my visions becomes a haze
I hope that I was not to much
I hope your getting along and such
Until the force pulls me and makes me sigh
I gues this is just another way to say goodbye

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Burning blaze

Your just a reminder that I lost it all
Your just a reminder of my greatest fall
Seeing you is the pain giving me a wake up call
Why not just crawl back in your hole
I don't want the fire to blaze in my soul
I will tell the story of a grand tale
Where I was told that I will always fail
I thought I removed that rusty nail
That you long ago planted in my chest
Just live me alone, put everything to rest
This is what you wanted all along
This is the pity you put in your song
There you go about to flaunt
There you are, always to taunt
I do not know I started the fire
But this is beginning to tire
I am ready to forget your name
I am ready to lose the flame
You always hanging around is not a fit
So get out and put that in your pipe and smoke it

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

I Want It Back

I followed these tracks one day
They led me until the end of may
I looked at the weather
I looked at the wild feather
The rain would calm the feather tonight
It would wither me till I was out of sight
It was of no concern to me
Whether I couldn't see
Or if I had a place to lay my head
Or if my stomach was well fed
All I wanted was to hear your voice
Dieing here all alone is not my choice
I hope you will soon see the path
And you will let your heart lead not your wrath
This will be the day a piece of my heart is returned
And hopefully the rest of it is not burned
I am waiting...