Words
They seem to come when one does not expect or when one is not ready,
But the moment we try and write our mind goes blank,
Why is that?
Is it because focus ruins the thought?
Should we let the words come to us through time and slow thinking?
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Monday, February 18, 2013
Brawl
You were there to watch me fall
And I still answer even when you call
Guess what I still love you all the same
This is driving me insane
And I still answer even when you call
Guess what I still love you all the same
This is driving me insane
Saturday, February 16, 2013
Monday, January 7, 2013
Thoughts from Afar
As You wish upon that shooting star
Death does not seem to far
Trying to drown it out in the bar
Just pushes you deeper into the Dark
Death does not seem to far
Trying to drown it out in the bar
Just pushes you deeper into the Dark
A thought #4
It seems I can never do anything right
I'm not good at anything, and I've tried lots
Maybe I'll just have to take flight
And start anew, make a new plot
I try this, try that
Most I'm just mediocre at
Do I have a skill that I can make real?
Or will my life be one long photo reel?
I'm not good at anything, and I've tried lots
Maybe I'll just have to take flight
And start anew, make a new plot
I try this, try that
Most I'm just mediocre at
Do I have a skill that I can make real?
Or will my life be one long photo reel?
Saturday, November 10, 2012
A Protector or No?
Sleep
People seek it after long days
And an escape
To refresh
It calms them and renews,
Always waiting to take all into its welcome arms,
And turns away the blues
What breaks that is only your alarm.
But is it really all that nice?
They come to it, and then what?
Nightmares...
That's how it repays you
Now is it in the wrong for doing this?
You go to it expecting everything
Complaining when sleep is not perfect
Expectations of something giving freely
Humanity shows itself in every aspect of life
Stipulations?
Anger?
Thankfulness should be shown toward that which gives freely
People seek it after long days
And an escape
To refresh
It calms them and renews,
Always waiting to take all into its welcome arms,
And turns away the blues
What breaks that is only your alarm.
But is it really all that nice?
They come to it, and then what?
Nightmares...
That's how it repays you
Now is it in the wrong for doing this?
You go to it expecting everything
Complaining when sleep is not perfect
Expectations of something giving freely
Humanity shows itself in every aspect of life
Stipulations?
Anger?
Thankfulness should be shown toward that which gives freely
Slumber of the Souls
All sleep
All tire
And all yearn for...
Slumber
Not all survive Slumber,
Some do not even try
And others crumble into dust against its power
And they blow away, into the piles of dust
There is the upper sleep, and then the lower Slumber..
Upper is that of tired and exhaustion to seek refresh and new
And..
The lower is one of Slumber of the mind and sole and heart
A peace of some sort
But also
A punishment
To never have a care
Never know any pain
Or any love
Is a great punishment indeed
All tire
And all yearn for...
Slumber
Not all survive Slumber,
Some do not even try
And others crumble into dust against its power
And they blow away, into the piles of dust
There is the upper sleep, and then the lower Slumber..
Upper is that of tired and exhaustion to seek refresh and new
And..
The lower is one of Slumber of the mind and sole and heart
A peace of some sort
But also
A punishment
To never have a care
Never know any pain
Or any love
Is a great punishment indeed
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