Monday, December 10, 2012
BOOK
This is a book of which I will write as long as have this thought. The thought that nags and makes me dream of something else. You would think this would be a long book then, if I held this thought in such high esteem. But you would be wrong. For I know it is wrong. And that's all I have to say about my book of thought.
Thursday, November 15, 2012
WHAT
We had all agreed. The pact was made. But why were we now running? It had been bullet proof. There was nothing lacking from our plan. Well, except for one minor detail. But that’s why we brought him along. We knew it was a risk right from the start, but I don’t think any of us would have imagined this. Now, running through the lengthy corridor I wondered, what happened? What went wrong? To be quite honest, I had no idea. And no thoughts could form in my head but curiosity and sheer panic, as sweat and blood fell down.
Tuesday, October 30, 2012
DON'T STOP
The stars, plantets, moon, and sun would all be at a loss. None would appreciate their beauty if they were not seen. So what are you doing, standing idly there looking towards the nothingness of stress. Don't simply stop in the middle. You will never see the bright light at the end; instead it will be a constant tease, a dream never be revealed. Some might imposter with a flame, trying to disguise, causing some to think that the end. The sunset must be ridden towards, not simply looked at from a far. In order to get there you must go.
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
DID
I don't know why I did,
I just know it happened.
I don't know why I would,
I just know that I did.
I just know it happened.
I don't know why I would,
I just know that I did.
Friday, August 17, 2012
REGROW
Why are you on my grass, my place?
Why do you trample it so?
Why is there a steady smile across your face?
Now I need to regrow.
Why do you trample it so?
Why is there a steady smile across your face?
Now I need to regrow.
Thursday, July 5, 2012
WEREN'T
You weren't there!
You didn't see!
You only saw!
You were far!
It wasn't real!
It wasn't your country!
Your town!
Your backyard!
Your life!
You didn't have to pick up the pieces!
You didn't have to stand there!
You didn't have to watch!
You only saw the result!
Not the pain!
Not the fear!
The horror!
The sorrow!
You weren't there!
You didn't see!
You only saw!
You were far!
It wasn't real!
It wasn't your country!
Your town!
Your backyard!
Your life!
You didn't have to pick up the pieces!
You didn't have to stand there!
You didn't have to watch!
You only saw the result!
Not the pain!
Not the fear!
The horror!
The sorrow!
You weren't there!
Sunday, June 17, 2012
COLD
As I walked through the wooded land white swirled all around. And its cold. I firmly tightened my coat and scarf around. But it is cold. The wind causes me to shake and the trees around. And it is cold. My pace starts moving slower as I walk around. It's so cold. And suddenly there is nothing around, but the cold.
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
AWAY
Take me.
Grab me.
Pull me.
To thine end.
Away from this creature
That within me stands.
Take the power of
Which that offends.
Help me to see
With sure eyes
Once again.
Grab me.
Pull me.
To thine end.
Away from this creature
That within me stands.
Take the power of
Which that offends.
Help me to see
With sure eyes
Once again.
Thursday, April 5, 2012
LEAVE
That steady smile across your face was once my great delight.
But now I need to leave this place and continue on my flight.
But now I need to leave this place and continue on my flight.
Monday, March 12, 2012
LEVEL
What level? Are you saying my level is low? Are you saying your level is up high? Are you on some horse leading others around? Am I some solider that is following your command? Are you the owner of a big farm? Am I a worker with a sore back? Is it so different, your level and mine?
Thursday, February 23, 2012
HAD BEEN
Sinking in the shadows.
Lying in the dust.
A sort of past that is never mentioned.
A fear that won't be named.
Paths that were once trodden.
Sights that were too much to behold.
And yet they were adored.
Things that had been.
Memories in the sand.
Lying in the dust.
A sort of past that is never mentioned.
A fear that won't be named.
Paths that were once trodden.
Sights that were too much to behold.
And yet they were adored.
Things that had been.
Memories in the sand.
Thursday, January 5, 2012
DESPITE
The pain is excruciating. It stings and burns within and out. With fire devouring the very soul, tears and screams explode. It seems like there is no way, no escape, no hope for a better view. But then again, that is always wrong. It is within the mind and the only way to get through it is to realize it. There's that need to realize that despite the hurt now, it will be worth it. So keep up that chin. And despite the fires, despite the agony, despite the heart break, despite whatever happens, walk out with that chin up as a stronger better person than ever imagined.
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