You know that feeling
that feeling everyone gets
when you dont want
any association with anyone
except for that one person
`your the only person i want to talk to`
its glorious yet aweful
and we do all get it
but its never been had like this before
that moment when you realize
the only person you want
you think of every person
whom has held said position before
and none of them will suffice
there isn`t anyone
who is the only one
the only one you want to talk to
Friday, December 17, 2010
Monday, December 7, 2009
Rusted Wheel
I am a rusted wheel
Stuck, cannot move
I once was moving
But then something
Came along and tarnished me
Came along and started something
Something that cannot be stopped
Once tarnished
I began to rust
And I started to move
Slower and slower
Until one day
I just stoped
On the side of the road
And now I wait
While I watch others
Who keep moving
And when they pass
I know that they see
And I know what they think
"Wow that must suck"
But all they do
Is pass by
They never stop
One day, one day
All the rusted wheel needs
All it needs, its one
One person to stop
One person to help
And while I wait
I think about the day
When help will arive
When I will start to move
To move again
To move along
Just one
One person
To remove all the rust
To restore what has gone
Yet as I wait here
On the side of the road
On the side of life
I keep thinking
About the sadest part
The fact that it only takes
One thing, help
Only one person to stop
One person
And while I wait
I know the sadest part
That the one person
Might take too long
Yet I still dream
Of the day
That I will roll again
Stuck, cannot move
I once was moving
But then something
Came along and tarnished me
Came along and started something
Something that cannot be stopped
Once tarnished
I began to rust
And I started to move
Slower and slower
Until one day
I just stoped
On the side of the road
And now I wait
While I watch others
Who keep moving
And when they pass
I know that they see
And I know what they think
"Wow that must suck"
But all they do
Is pass by
They never stop
One day, one day
All the rusted wheel needs
All it needs, its one
One person to stop
One person to help
And while I wait
I think about the day
When help will arive
When I will start to move
To move again
To move along
Just one
One person
To remove all the rust
To restore what has gone
Yet as I wait here
On the side of the road
On the side of life
I keep thinking
About the sadest part
The fact that it only takes
One thing, help
Only one person to stop
One person
And while I wait
I know the sadest part
That the one person
Might take too long
Yet I still dream
Of the day
That I will roll again
Wednesday, August 12, 2009
The Silversun Illness
The music was powerful
It took a hold over me
Listening to the beat
I could really hear it speak
But then it happened
My heart began to feel it
It filled with happiness
As quickly as it came
It was gone, My stomach
Would have no part of it
My heart's happiness
It was not allowed
My stomach turned and twisted
Until it no longer existed
Thus it was over
As it always is
My heart isn't allowed happiness
I am not allowed to love
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Monday, July 27, 2009
I Could be an Artist
I wish I had a talent
Something I was actually good at
Something I actually care about
I wish I could draw
I could be a great artist
Like Jonathan Wayshak
Or Gris Grimly
Something I was actually good at
Something I actually care about
I wish I could draw
I could be a great artist
Like Jonathan Wayshak
Or Gris Grimly
Or Ralph Steadman
I wish I could
Play the guitar and sing
With a voice of passion
I could be a great artist
Like Alexz Johnson
Or Sarah Brightmen
I could
Sing songs that inspire people
Draw pictures that impress people
Be an artist with a talent
That can change people
That can change the world
I wish I had a talent
I wish I could
Play the guitar and sing
With a voice of passion
I could be a great artist
Like Alexz Johnson
Or Sarah Brightmen
I could
Sing songs that inspire people
Draw pictures that impress people
Be an artist with a talent
That can change people
That can change the world
I wish I had a talent
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
I Love That
I don't like it when you breathe
I don't like it when your here
I don't like that your alive
I don't like that your there when I wake up
I don't like that you wont go away
I don't like that I can't get rid of you
I don't like your new family
But I love your old one
I don't like your lies
I don't like your past
And I won't like your future
I don't like that your happy
I love that you can feel pain
And most of all I love that...
one day you will die.
I don't like it when your here
I don't like that your alive
I don't like that your there when I wake up
I don't like that you wont go away
I don't like that I can't get rid of you
I don't like your new family
But I love your old one
I don't like your lies
I don't like your past
And I won't like your future
I don't like that your happy
I love that you can feel pain
And most of all I love that...
one day you will die.
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