On day one I learn to talk her talk
She says talk to me
On day two I learn to walk her walk
She says follow me
On day three I learn to write her words
She says remember me
On day Four I learn to hear what she's heard
She says listen to me
On day Five I learn to stand where she's stood
She says help me
On day Six I learn what she never could
She says carry me
On day Seven I learn to feel what she never felt
she says love me...
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Sunday, July 26, 2009
There Once Was A Girl Named Sara
A while ago I had to write a story for my drama class. It was supposed to be a monologue, which accounts for the lack of real dialog, but it came out as a narrative. I hope you enjoy...
This story is about a girl named Sara.
Sara had a happy childhood, better than most, until her father died. He was always a kind, loving father and every night she went to bed, he read her a poem...
when she felt alone and no one was around,
when she felt like all the chips were down
I was there...
she said I would always be there, and she wasn’t wrong
because when everyone had left her and even I was gone...
still, I was there
One day Sara was at home with her mother watching a movie and her father was out at the store. There was a knock on the door ... it was the police. Sara's father had been killed during a car jacking. Sara's mother, Anna, went into a deep depression for the next four months.
Eventually, she tried to get back into the social world. But after several back to back dead end relationships, Anna took a different route. She met a girl named Rose. Anna became a lesbian with Rose and they began a happy relationship. But it didn’t last as long as Sara would have liked, because she actually liked Rose. Rose left Anna, telling her that the relationship was missing something. Soon after, Anna met Cierra, Sara didnt like her very much but she seemed to make Anna happy. Then one day, Cierra introduced Anna to heroin.
For months, Anna never seemed happier... always smiling, always happy. Then she got fired from her job for slacking so much. Sara seemed to immediately sense trouble. Cierra left on finding out she would no longer have easy access to her addiction. Sara watched her mother slowly decay alive. More and more appliances disappeared, more and more guys came over for short visits. One day Sara came home to find the TV gone. Though she had found so much relief in that school day,(it was her first kiss and she was 14) it was only temporary. Her world crashed in when she opened the door. everything was gone. Including her father. Her eyes watered up as she thought about how he said he'd never leave. She quickly wiped her eyes before a tear could drop and started dinner. She found two eggs in the fridge. That was all. She scrambled and cooked them.
Sara took the two scrambled eggs and brought them to her mother. Her mother was high again, but Sara offered the eggs. Anna told Sara to sit down. She started talking about what a beautiful women Sara was becoming. She stroked Sara's hair and stared into her eyes. Sara got up and tried to leave, but her mother held her back by her long hair. Sara told her mother to stop as she started to stroke her back and forced her head forward for a kiss. Sara snatched her hair away and ran from the room. The next day Sara had her second kiss (with a guy), for ten minutes. She wanted so badly to be distracted. When Sara got home that day, she closed the door, leaned up against it and cried. About ten minutes later, she heard the shattering of glass in her mother’s room. She rushed there to find it empty, a gaping hole where the window used to be. There was a note on the table that read:
im so sory
I owd yu so much beter... jus remember I lve u
when she felt alone and no one was around,
when she felt like all the chips were down
I was there...
she said I would always be there, and she wasn’t wrong
because when everyone had left her and even I was gone...
still, I was there...
Sara stayed in a rundown apartment that she paid for by working at a grocery store and Mcdonalds, until she was 17. She never broke up with her boyfriend (who had given her her first kiss) and when she was 17, he came and took her to his new apartment to live until he could afford a house for them both to live in.
Four years passed somewhat smoothly. But the war the country was in was growing. Eventually, the country had to resort to a most controversial strategy. The military draft. Sara was 4 months pregnant with her boyfriend Michael's child at the time. And they were engaged. A month passed and Sara worried more everyday. No matter what Michael did he could not console her. She couldn't avoid the idea of him leaving her and their coming child. The third month after the draft had started, Michael was called in. Reassured of her worries, Sara stayed in front of the TV watching the news. Everyday she saw the numbers of dead soldiers’ names roll across the bottom of the screen. Every night she cried herself to sleep. The birth date of her child got closer and closer.
One day, two months after Michael had been drafted, there was knock at the door. Michael had been killed in action. He had arranged for there to be a letter sent on event of his death. It said...
Sara, I'm sorry. I wish I could have seen our kid. It’s odd how things seem to play out. Your father died and your mother turned away from you. Well, I guess this is your chance to right her wrongs. Raise our child like I know you can Sara. I love you, and remember...
when you felt alone and no one was around,
when you felt like all the chips were down
I was there...
you said I would always be there, and you weren't wrong
because when everyone had left you and even I was gone...
still, I was there...
Sara clutched the letter to her chest and cried a deep, soul satisfying cry. Two weeks later, Sara delivered a baby girl. She named her Hope.
Hope grew up loved and happy, or as happy as she could be without her father. Sara always spoke highly of him though. From what Hope had heard his name was Michael and he had died in the military. Sara told stories about him every night along with a poem Sara had been told by Hope's grandfather. It went...
when she felt alone and no one was around,
when she felt like all the chips were down
I was there...
she said I would always be there, and she wasn’t wrong
because when everyone had left her and even I was gone...
still, I was there...
Hope was always worried for her mother, she was always sick. They were staying with Michael's family who had happily agreed to have them stay with them indefinitely. One day, when Sara was off work, she went to her room and locked her door. Then, she sat on her bed and thought about her old life. Being at home, alone, surrounded by syringes, hot plates, spoons, filth. Then she remembered her father, how he loved her so much. Then she thought about Michael, and all the small things he used to do for her. She smiled a tearful smile. Tears flowed as she thought about what she would never have again. Then there was a knock at the door. She heard a voice call her name. Light, cheery, girly, happy. "Mom!" And she smiled.
Four months later, Sara died of pneumonia. Hope was fourteen when her mother passed. She grew up living with her father's family, Michael's sister playing her role of an aunt. Hope went to med school and became a surgeon. She is now the best surgeon that hospital has ever had. And every time she treats a child, she reads them a poem that says...
This story is about a girl named Sara.
Sara had a happy childhood, better than most, until her father died. He was always a kind, loving father and every night she went to bed, he read her a poem...
when she felt alone and no one was around,
when she felt like all the chips were down
I was there...
she said I would always be there, and she wasn’t wrong
because when everyone had left her and even I was gone...
still, I was there
One day Sara was at home with her mother watching a movie and her father was out at the store. There was a knock on the door ... it was the police. Sara's father had been killed during a car jacking. Sara's mother, Anna, went into a deep depression for the next four months.
Eventually, she tried to get back into the social world. But after several back to back dead end relationships, Anna took a different route. She met a girl named Rose. Anna became a lesbian with Rose and they began a happy relationship. But it didn’t last as long as Sara would have liked, because she actually liked Rose. Rose left Anna, telling her that the relationship was missing something. Soon after, Anna met Cierra, Sara didnt like her very much but she seemed to make Anna happy. Then one day, Cierra introduced Anna to heroin.
For months, Anna never seemed happier... always smiling, always happy. Then she got fired from her job for slacking so much. Sara seemed to immediately sense trouble. Cierra left on finding out she would no longer have easy access to her addiction. Sara watched her mother slowly decay alive. More and more appliances disappeared, more and more guys came over for short visits. One day Sara came home to find the TV gone. Though she had found so much relief in that school day,(it was her first kiss and she was 14) it was only temporary. Her world crashed in when she opened the door. everything was gone. Including her father. Her eyes watered up as she thought about how he said he'd never leave. She quickly wiped her eyes before a tear could drop and started dinner. She found two eggs in the fridge. That was all. She scrambled and cooked them.
Sara took the two scrambled eggs and brought them to her mother. Her mother was high again, but Sara offered the eggs. Anna told Sara to sit down. She started talking about what a beautiful women Sara was becoming. She stroked Sara's hair and stared into her eyes. Sara got up and tried to leave, but her mother held her back by her long hair. Sara told her mother to stop as she started to stroke her back and forced her head forward for a kiss. Sara snatched her hair away and ran from the room. The next day Sara had her second kiss (with a guy), for ten minutes. She wanted so badly to be distracted. When Sara got home that day, she closed the door, leaned up against it and cried. About ten minutes later, she heard the shattering of glass in her mother’s room. She rushed there to find it empty, a gaping hole where the window used to be. There was a note on the table that read:
im so sory
I owd yu so much beter... jus remember I lve u
when she felt alone and no one was around,
when she felt like all the chips were down
I was there...
she said I would always be there, and she wasn’t wrong
because when everyone had left her and even I was gone...
still, I was there...
Sara stayed in a rundown apartment that she paid for by working at a grocery store and Mcdonalds, until she was 17. She never broke up with her boyfriend (who had given her her first kiss) and when she was 17, he came and took her to his new apartment to live until he could afford a house for them both to live in.
Four years passed somewhat smoothly. But the war the country was in was growing. Eventually, the country had to resort to a most controversial strategy. The military draft. Sara was 4 months pregnant with her boyfriend Michael's child at the time. And they were engaged. A month passed and Sara worried more everyday. No matter what Michael did he could not console her. She couldn't avoid the idea of him leaving her and their coming child. The third month after the draft had started, Michael was called in. Reassured of her worries, Sara stayed in front of the TV watching the news. Everyday she saw the numbers of dead soldiers’ names roll across the bottom of the screen. Every night she cried herself to sleep. The birth date of her child got closer and closer.
One day, two months after Michael had been drafted, there was knock at the door. Michael had been killed in action. He had arranged for there to be a letter sent on event of his death. It said...
Sara, I'm sorry. I wish I could have seen our kid. It’s odd how things seem to play out. Your father died and your mother turned away from you. Well, I guess this is your chance to right her wrongs. Raise our child like I know you can Sara. I love you, and remember...
when you felt alone and no one was around,
when you felt like all the chips were down
I was there...
you said I would always be there, and you weren't wrong
because when everyone had left you and even I was gone...
still, I was there...
Sara clutched the letter to her chest and cried a deep, soul satisfying cry. Two weeks later, Sara delivered a baby girl. She named her Hope.
Hope grew up loved and happy, or as happy as she could be without her father. Sara always spoke highly of him though. From what Hope had heard his name was Michael and he had died in the military. Sara told stories about him every night along with a poem Sara had been told by Hope's grandfather. It went...
when she felt alone and no one was around,
when she felt like all the chips were down
I was there...
she said I would always be there, and she wasn’t wrong
because when everyone had left her and even I was gone...
still, I was there...
Hope was always worried for her mother, she was always sick. They were staying with Michael's family who had happily agreed to have them stay with them indefinitely. One day, when Sara was off work, she went to her room and locked her door. Then, she sat on her bed and thought about her old life. Being at home, alone, surrounded by syringes, hot plates, spoons, filth. Then she remembered her father, how he loved her so much. Then she thought about Michael, and all the small things he used to do for her. She smiled a tearful smile. Tears flowed as she thought about what she would never have again. Then there was a knock at the door. She heard a voice call her name. Light, cheery, girly, happy. "Mom!" And she smiled.
Four months later, Sara died of pneumonia. Hope was fourteen when her mother passed. She grew up living with her father's family, Michael's sister playing her role of an aunt. Hope went to med school and became a surgeon. She is now the best surgeon that hospital has ever had. And every time she treats a child, she reads them a poem that says...
Building on a Floor of Ice
The wind’s been blowing harder since I came into this town
A ghost town
There’s no one else around
The desert sand is drifting through the air
I close my eyes
Far from home, where no one cares
Water is a lifetime away and so is help
But she keeps me driven
If only seen in my dreams and no where else
The air’s gotten thinner since I began to climb this mountain
Water water everywhere and not a drop to drink
Not exactly like sipping from a fountain
But I’ve got plenty time to think
I see her sometimes through the snowstorms
But I blink and she’s gone again
I love her and wonder if she’s no more
But I think she’ll come home again
One day…
The rain’s gotten harder since I set sail
I grab the charm that’s never failed
The necklace I clutch to my chest
reminds me of my regrets
No way I can forget
I see death in front of me
But I’m more afraid to look back
I know for a fact
That his embrace will be warmer than that
I close my eyes
I see her face
Here comes the embrace…
All I have to do now is wait…
It’s been a lot colder since I’ve been without you…
A ghost town
There’s no one else around
The desert sand is drifting through the air
I close my eyes
Far from home, where no one cares
Water is a lifetime away and so is help
But she keeps me driven
If only seen in my dreams and no where else
The air’s gotten thinner since I began to climb this mountain
Water water everywhere and not a drop to drink
Not exactly like sipping from a fountain
But I’ve got plenty time to think
I see her sometimes through the snowstorms
But I blink and she’s gone again
I love her and wonder if she’s no more
But I think she’ll come home again
One day…
The rain’s gotten harder since I set sail
I grab the charm that’s never failed
The necklace I clutch to my chest
reminds me of my regrets
No way I can forget
I see death in front of me
But I’m more afraid to look back
I know for a fact
That his embrace will be warmer than that
I close my eyes
I see her face
Here comes the embrace…
All I have to do now is wait…
It’s been a lot colder since I’ve been without you…
Real Being the Perception
Reality seems to be careless
never neglectful but
how could it be that there let
lie a pained man cry
a dying woman die
just to get a glance of eyes
and why
need there be an epidemic for
the world to go to war
against the right guy
the right enemies stares us in the eye
yet we let him pass us by and turn around and try
to assist him in his endeavors
but why
so reality says that this is the way it works
this is how much it hurts
this is when you give birth
this is your empty church
this joy will be your first
and this one your last
reality is past,
present and future
in an elegant stupor
so brilliant we see the light from within like it gets in our skin
and turns our blood
as we're newly akin
to this being we are
this pain we feel
this person by far
whose scars will not heal
but these bars will not deal
with the problems we face
they will not change place
they will not change pace
on point like an ace
our problems will persist
and so must we
and never will the world be free
never a great man i might be
but always a great hand you will see
because sadly enough the is the curse over me.
i wish i knew what i fight for anymore
maybe...
Peace...
never neglectful but
how could it be that there let
lie a pained man cry
a dying woman die
just to get a glance of eyes
and why
need there be an epidemic for
the world to go to war
against the right guy
the right enemies stares us in the eye
yet we let him pass us by and turn around and try
to assist him in his endeavors
but why
so reality says that this is the way it works
this is how much it hurts
this is when you give birth
this is your empty church
this joy will be your first
and this one your last
reality is past,
present and future
in an elegant stupor
so brilliant we see the light from within like it gets in our skin
and turns our blood
as we're newly akin
to this being we are
this pain we feel
this person by far
whose scars will not heal
but these bars will not deal
with the problems we face
they will not change place
they will not change pace
on point like an ace
our problems will persist
and so must we
and never will the world be free
never a great man i might be
but always a great hand you will see
because sadly enough the is the curse over me.
i wish i knew what i fight for anymore
maybe...
Peace...
Not A Word Said
[Cold Play
Violet Hill-
“I took my love down to Violet Hill
There we sat in the snow
All that time she was silent still
If you love me won’t you let me know…”]
There she sat
All my heart had longed for
I never looked back
It was like nothing from before
A rose for my rose
Made my violet turn violet
But silent heaven only knows
The plight of a pilot
I do all I can to make my love smile
But her lips never part
And it seemed all the while
I only hear what’s coming from my heart
Silent tears roll down her eyes
I ran to catch every drop
Yet somehow her silence still denies
That I should ever stop
I close my eyes to hear the quiet
The sound of a butterfly’s wings
I still want to deny that
I painfully enjoy these things
I can’t hear her laugh
So I took my pride in her grin
I enjoy the beaten path
But my path is growing thin
Silent tears roll down my eyes
But I don’t think she can tell (shhh)
Does this actually imply
That I’m really going through hell (no…)
I’m in heaven with her but it’s my secret
I can’t say it to anyone
There’s a song here but I can only see it
Oh what I would give to hear it sung… (shhh)
A bell rings and a bird chirps
These are things I remember from long ago
I remember how much your silence hurts
So if you love me won’t you let me know…?
(shhh)
IF YOU LOVE ME WON’T YOU LET ME KNOW?
Violet Hill-
“I took my love down to Violet Hill
There we sat in the snow
All that time she was silent still
If you love me won’t you let me know…”]
There she sat
All my heart had longed for
I never looked back
It was like nothing from before
A rose for my rose
Made my violet turn violet
But silent heaven only knows
The plight of a pilot
I do all I can to make my love smile
But her lips never part
And it seemed all the while
I only hear what’s coming from my heart
Silent tears roll down her eyes
I ran to catch every drop
Yet somehow her silence still denies
That I should ever stop
I close my eyes to hear the quiet
The sound of a butterfly’s wings
I still want to deny that
I painfully enjoy these things
I can’t hear her laugh
So I took my pride in her grin
I enjoy the beaten path
But my path is growing thin
Silent tears roll down my eyes
But I don’t think she can tell (shhh)
Does this actually imply
That I’m really going through hell (no…)
I’m in heaven with her but it’s my secret
I can’t say it to anyone
There’s a song here but I can only see it
Oh what I would give to hear it sung… (shhh)
A bell rings and a bird chirps
These are things I remember from long ago
I remember how much your silence hurts
So if you love me won’t you let me know…?
(shhh)
IF YOU LOVE ME WON’T YOU LET ME KNOW?
Lost
I have to say I'm lost
All I have can't pay for what love costs
too much loss
Home ain't even where I wanna go
Happiness falls into the laps of everyone I know
Even though
I try to make them happy hopin it will return
It won't but maybe I'll never learn
my turn
seems like it don't wanna go where it's supposed to be.
good things don't seem to like me
i see
all I ask for is a kiss maybe on the cheek
by the one I long for week after week
I'm weak
When it comes to her and everything she means
It pains me to feel like things are really the way they seem
I mean
She is beautiful but so far away she is
from me and having my heart fulfilled
until
One day after I beat all the odds and defy laws
I hope to be with her and she smiles leaving me in aw.
yet far
I gotta go seems like across the world
on my hands and knees for this girl
uncurled
unleashed and revealed is real
released and freed and unconcealed
and she'll
one day say I love you too
but whether or not that will be true
Who knew.
But right now. I'm lost. And she
is lost in my head. My heart. In me.
maybe....
All I have can't pay for what love costs
too much loss
Home ain't even where I wanna go
Happiness falls into the laps of everyone I know
Even though
I try to make them happy hopin it will return
It won't but maybe I'll never learn
my turn
seems like it don't wanna go where it's supposed to be.
good things don't seem to like me
i see
all I ask for is a kiss maybe on the cheek
by the one I long for week after week
I'm weak
When it comes to her and everything she means
It pains me to feel like things are really the way they seem
I mean
She is beautiful but so far away she is
from me and having my heart fulfilled
until
One day after I beat all the odds and defy laws
I hope to be with her and she smiles leaving me in aw.
yet far
I gotta go seems like across the world
on my hands and knees for this girl
uncurled
unleashed and revealed is real
released and freed and unconcealed
and she'll
one day say I love you too
but whether or not that will be true
Who knew.
But right now. I'm lost. And she
is lost in my head. My heart. In me.
maybe....
Kisses
Forced to face a generation of scars
There’s one that I smile on
One that I remember getting
But I don’t seem to be regretting
Never had the benefit of easily forgetting
I have the unfortunate habit of always chasing mystery
And she has more mystery than American history
But literally is visibly the most physically
Apt form of undiscovery I’ve ever discovered
Maybe…yet
She questions me
So I question myself
She’ll get by
Without my help
Truth be told I could never tame this dragon
Because dragon’s don’t exist
Just like nothing lasts forever
Neither will this
But I have to admit
Even though I’m chasing the wind
Like I’m hunting my end
I’m going to get my kisses all the way there…
There’s one that I smile on
One that I remember getting
But I don’t seem to be regretting
Never had the benefit of easily forgetting
I have the unfortunate habit of always chasing mystery
And she has more mystery than American history
But literally is visibly the most physically
Apt form of undiscovery I’ve ever discovered
Maybe…yet
She questions me
So I question myself
She’ll get by
Without my help
Truth be told I could never tame this dragon
Because dragon’s don’t exist
Just like nothing lasts forever
Neither will this
But I have to admit
Even though I’m chasing the wind
Like I’m hunting my end
I’m going to get my kisses all the way there…
For Lack of A better Word
They call them flaws
For Lack of A better Word
Most flaws can be seen
But even some can be heard
Some people can point them out
Say “that is wrong without a doubt”
Perfect is an opinion imperfect is a fact
Seeing perfection no matter the setting
Is the first step to understanding
Beautiful imperfection
How do you describe a person without flaw?
The perfect nose I suppose
But there is no perfect nose…
So no nose at all?
No mouth
No ears
No eyes
No tears
Oh my oh dear
The perfect person could not be here
I hope not,
Because I wouldn’t want to see
It would be the perfect
Atrocity
Logically
You really don’t wish to be this monstrosity
So flaunt your flaws or ignore them
It’s all the same
Because your flaws were forged
With a heavenly flame
And that heavenly fire
Fueled my desire
For this lady that’s here
And her name is C-
C-
Can I just tell you next year?
Thanks
But remember flawed people
Who have this poem heard
They only say flaw for lack of a better word
For Lack of A better Word
Most flaws can be seen
But even some can be heard
Some people can point them out
Say “that is wrong without a doubt”
Perfect is an opinion imperfect is a fact
Seeing perfection no matter the setting
Is the first step to understanding
Beautiful imperfection
How do you describe a person without flaw?
The perfect nose I suppose
But there is no perfect nose…
So no nose at all?
No mouth
No ears
No eyes
No tears
Oh my oh dear
The perfect person could not be here
I hope not,
Because I wouldn’t want to see
It would be the perfect
Atrocity
Logically
You really don’t wish to be this monstrosity
So flaunt your flaws or ignore them
It’s all the same
Because your flaws were forged
With a heavenly flame
And that heavenly fire
Fueled my desire
For this lady that’s here
And her name is C-
C-
Can I just tell you next year?
Thanks
But remember flawed people
Who have this poem heard
They only say flaw for lack of a better word
Excuse Me Darling
Excuse me but, I'm looking for someone i have lost
we promised we would never spend another moment apart
tell me if you saw her
she's got eyes as clear as water
and a smile that ranged from miles
and you can't copy her style
See she does this thing with her eyes
when a question's on her mind
sometimes I think she'll cry
how silly of me
she's a soldier, but it still gets me sometimes
see I hate to see her when her eyes get teary
thats why when I explain I always do it clearly
Did you see this lovely lady?
I could have sworn she came this way.
Any day you lose the one you love is gonna be a hell of a day
I wonder if she's having fun out with someone else
maybe I should do the same but what if she needs my help?
Man I can't wait to see her again she looks just like my angel
I think sometimes she is but with a devilish angle
It seems we were meant to be since the day she was born
No one in the world is perfect. even roses have their thorns.
Excuse me but if you see her, tell her to call my phone
Tell her I miss her much and I hope she's not alone
Out with family or even friends I hope they're doing well
I'll jump to the tune every time my phone rings like a bell
You can't miss her I swear she has the body of a goddess
lips like candy words of honey and love in abundance like a harvest
I remember her day after day beauty all the same.
But she's been gone so long from me I seem to have forgot her name....
we promised we would never spend another moment apart
tell me if you saw her
she's got eyes as clear as water
and a smile that ranged from miles
and you can't copy her style
See she does this thing with her eyes
when a question's on her mind
sometimes I think she'll cry
how silly of me
she's a soldier, but it still gets me sometimes
see I hate to see her when her eyes get teary
thats why when I explain I always do it clearly
Did you see this lovely lady?
I could have sworn she came this way.
Any day you lose the one you love is gonna be a hell of a day
I wonder if she's having fun out with someone else
maybe I should do the same but what if she needs my help?
Man I can't wait to see her again she looks just like my angel
I think sometimes she is but with a devilish angle
It seems we were meant to be since the day she was born
No one in the world is perfect. even roses have their thorns.
Excuse me but if you see her, tell her to call my phone
Tell her I miss her much and I hope she's not alone
Out with family or even friends I hope they're doing well
I'll jump to the tune every time my phone rings like a bell
You can't miss her I swear she has the body of a goddess
lips like candy words of honey and love in abundance like a harvest
I remember her day after day beauty all the same.
But she's been gone so long from me I seem to have forgot her name....
Epic
Epic was his name from Legend he was born
Mystery was the girl who had his heart worn
out to save the world but his father always warned
the savior of the world is of the world scorned
Sorrow was the one who was the antagonist of he
so along to help Epic was Happiness to be
Happiness was beautiful a wonder just to see
even brought a smile to hearts full of Animosity
All Epic wanted was Happiness by his side
And Mystery to smile with that look in her eye
But Mystery didnt smile when she saw Happiness by
so she brought a new friend named Jealousy inside
Happiness couldn't stand to be near Jealousy
and Epic couldn't bear to leave his Mystery
so while Epic brought Happiness to everyone that he could see
Happiness was with everyone but he
Time came and went never saying hello but always adieu
Epic was still searching for something true.
Happiness had left him, went out with Time one day
Mystery was still silent never much to say.
Epic didn't even know who she was
Then Time came back, with a young woman named Love
She looked at Epic and Mystery and asked him
"Why aren't you with Happiness, isn't she your friend?"
Epic looked at Mystery and held his head down.
He looked at Love asked "Who is this Clown?"
Love was just a joke to him after what Time had done
Mystery smiled darkly, Epic now the silent one.
"I brought a friend with me, who you haven't seen in a while."
Love had said this with a slight, sad smile.
Happiness stepped from behind her more beautiful than before
short and incomplete she was both of these no more.
Full and matured, she was at home with Love
Love had made her right, better than she was.
Mystery and Jealousy, vanished that night.
no more Sorrow for he too joined the flight.
Epic found out who Mystery truly was
his Mystery was the reason he hadn't found Love
Love never left Happiness, they were both there to stay
but Love told Epic the most important thing that day
Everyone else's Happiness won't always be yours
Happiness for everyone else was what Epic had set out for
you can't save the world, like you tried to do before.
because the savior of the world is of the world scorned.
Mystery was the girl who had his heart worn
out to save the world but his father always warned
the savior of the world is of the world scorned
Sorrow was the one who was the antagonist of he
so along to help Epic was Happiness to be
Happiness was beautiful a wonder just to see
even brought a smile to hearts full of Animosity
All Epic wanted was Happiness by his side
And Mystery to smile with that look in her eye
But Mystery didnt smile when she saw Happiness by
so she brought a new friend named Jealousy inside
Happiness couldn't stand to be near Jealousy
and Epic couldn't bear to leave his Mystery
so while Epic brought Happiness to everyone that he could see
Happiness was with everyone but he
Time came and went never saying hello but always adieu
Epic was still searching for something true.
Happiness had left him, went out with Time one day
Mystery was still silent never much to say.
Epic didn't even know who she was
Then Time came back, with a young woman named Love
She looked at Epic and Mystery and asked him
"Why aren't you with Happiness, isn't she your friend?"
Epic looked at Mystery and held his head down.
He looked at Love asked "Who is this Clown?"
Love was just a joke to him after what Time had done
Mystery smiled darkly, Epic now the silent one.
"I brought a friend with me, who you haven't seen in a while."
Love had said this with a slight, sad smile.
Happiness stepped from behind her more beautiful than before
short and incomplete she was both of these no more.
Full and matured, she was at home with Love
Love had made her right, better than she was.
Mystery and Jealousy, vanished that night.
no more Sorrow for he too joined the flight.
Epic found out who Mystery truly was
his Mystery was the reason he hadn't found Love
Love never left Happiness, they were both there to stay
but Love told Epic the most important thing that day
Everyone else's Happiness won't always be yours
Happiness for everyone else was what Epic had set out for
you can't save the world, like you tried to do before.
because the savior of the world is of the world scorned.
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At first, the image of perfection, oh the behavior of deception, it was
unfeasible
As it grows, my love is stolen and I smile, as she runs into the open, it seems
unbelievable
But soon I feel her sorrow and I return time that's borrowed, I have to see tomorrow, she feels
unreachable
Maybe this is a lost cause, that's what they think, I stand aloft. Too stubborn to learn, I feel
unteachable
I seek for it
So long
And so long been so wrong
It's no harm,
but let's just say I'm relieved that I found this one
something has begun
I can only wonder what this something will become…
And then,
I choose to believe and that's when
Eight arms can't hold you,
Not as close as I want to
Our world spins
Time stands still
Fate aims its guns,
what's soon to become is soon to begin
You may fire at will…
unfeasible
As it grows, my love is stolen and I smile, as she runs into the open, it seems
unbelievable
But soon I feel her sorrow and I return time that's borrowed, I have to see tomorrow, she feels
unreachable
Maybe this is a lost cause, that's what they think, I stand aloft. Too stubborn to learn, I feel
unteachable
I seek for it
So long
And so long been so wrong
It's no harm,
but let's just say I'm relieved that I found this one
something has begun
I can only wonder what this something will become…
And then,
I choose to believe and that's when
Eight arms can't hold you,
Not as close as I want to
Our world spins
Time stands still
Fate aims its guns,
what's soon to become is soon to begin
You may fire at will…
Unfeasable Unreachable Unteachable Unbelievable
At first, the image of perfection, oh the behavior of deception, it was
unfeasible
As it grows, my love is stolen and I smile, as she runs into the open, it seems
unbelievable
But soon I feel her sorrow and I return time that’s borrowed, I have to see tomorrow, she feels
unreachable
Maybe this is a lost cause, that’s what they think, I stand aloft. Too stubborn to learn, I feel
unteachable
I seek for it
So long
And so long been so wrong
It’s no harm,
but let’s just say I’m relieved that I found this one
something has begun
I can only wonder what this something will become…
And then,
I choose to believe and that’s when
Eight arms can’t hold you,
Not as close as I want to
Our world spins
Time stands still
Fate aims its guns,
what’s soon to become is soon to begin
Ready, Aim, Fire until....
unfeasible
As it grows, my love is stolen and I smile, as she runs into the open, it seems
unbelievable
But soon I feel her sorrow and I return time that’s borrowed, I have to see tomorrow, she feels
unreachable
Maybe this is a lost cause, that’s what they think, I stand aloft. Too stubborn to learn, I feel
unteachable
I seek for it
So long
And so long been so wrong
It’s no harm,
but let’s just say I’m relieved that I found this one
something has begun
I can only wonder what this something will become…
And then,
I choose to believe and that’s when
Eight arms can’t hold you,
Not as close as I want to
Our world spins
Time stands still
Fate aims its guns,
what’s soon to become is soon to begin
Ready, Aim, Fire until....
The Easy and The Simple
It seems that within every decision there are two choices
a lot of times they choose to remain voiceless
making it seem as if you are in all reality choiceless
One decision will always be the easy one
even with blurred vision this decisions easily done
Because on the other hand may simpler come
Let her go may be simple but holding on easily decided
you realize within you these forces coincided
like a martyr you fall but mainly by your will
but moving on is all because it's within you instilled
face the realities or fake your mentality.
make your decision or change your conditions
There are many people in life who run from the truth
some are the youth who can't understand it's use
others are the elder who would rather let it loose
because sometimes the truth is a terrible thing to face
so we imagine and create to put something in its place
and we run and we hide even though all the while
we know there's no escape
Eventually the truth crashes down on us like a tidal wave on the cape
Some scream out to God
"Why is everyone so fake."
When in reality their not... they're running from they're fate
I ask the weak sometimes, "Why don't you just be strong?"
They replied "Because weak is easy, strong is simple but seems wrong."
a lot of times they choose to remain voiceless
making it seem as if you are in all reality choiceless
One decision will always be the easy one
even with blurred vision this decisions easily done
Because on the other hand may simpler come
Let her go may be simple but holding on easily decided
you realize within you these forces coincided
like a martyr you fall but mainly by your will
but moving on is all because it's within you instilled
face the realities or fake your mentality.
make your decision or change your conditions
There are many people in life who run from the truth
some are the youth who can't understand it's use
others are the elder who would rather let it loose
because sometimes the truth is a terrible thing to face
so we imagine and create to put something in its place
and we run and we hide even though all the while
we know there's no escape
Eventually the truth crashes down on us like a tidal wave on the cape
Some scream out to God
"Why is everyone so fake."
When in reality their not... they're running from they're fate
I ask the weak sometimes, "Why don't you just be strong?"
They replied "Because weak is easy, strong is simple but seems wrong."
Dear Winter
Dear Winter
I know you're responsible for all that I remember
Of snow, and Christmas in December
Excuse me if I seem to miss another Summer and Fall
as I enter
I let loose all my regrets
now I look ahead
They say stay in the box
and only do what he said
And thats just it
I chose to use the box to set my limits
of where never to go
but I would never be in it
Cuz inside of the box ain't nothin worth winnin
again in
the perspective of the real
the deal
it seems made with the devil
they say life is hard but
it's never easy livin like a rebel...
I know you're responsible for all that I remember
Of snow, and Christmas in December
Excuse me if I seem to miss another Summer and Fall
as I enter
I let loose all my regrets
now I look ahead
They say stay in the box
and only do what he said
And thats just it
I chose to use the box to set my limits
of where never to go
but I would never be in it
Cuz inside of the box ain't nothin worth winnin
again in
the perspective of the real
the deal
it seems made with the devil
they say life is hard but
it's never easy livin like a rebel...
Correctly Incorrect...
I want to right my wrongs
So I write my wrongs
And it seems to come right along
But then I see my wrongs
Are right at home
I smile at her
While inside I may differ
But how might I say to her
Bring these things to me like a caterer
I most definitely favor her
But some things later were
A major turn
My love makes me happy
To say the least
And I would gladly
Brave a beast
Who would make a feast
Of my lovely sweets
But would she
In turn
Brave what she may see
In me?
So I write my wrongs
And it seems to come right along
But then I see my wrongs
Are right at home
I smile at her
While inside I may differ
But how might I say to her
Bring these things to me like a caterer
I most definitely favor her
But some things later were
A major turn
My love makes me happy
To say the least
And I would gladly
Brave a beast
Who would make a feast
Of my lovely sweets
But would she
In turn
Brave what she may see
In me?
Around the World
She looks like a star
the Sun from afar
her light was like a glare
on a brand new car
Her eyes were like pearls
yes she was a fine girl
you couldn't find another
if you went around the world
her shape was an 8
her face was a 10
when you add it all up
you never see it again
and even through thick and thin
she ride until the end
she always in it to win
and when you lay down at the end of the day
and
when you think about your life slipping away
and you're going on to do what you may
she'll be there
by your side
down to ride
and you only got one thing to decide
will you be satisfied with being with this girl
or will you choose to go back around the world
the Sun from afar
her light was like a glare
on a brand new car
Her eyes were like pearls
yes she was a fine girl
you couldn't find another
if you went around the world
her shape was an 8
her face was a 10
when you add it all up
you never see it again
and even through thick and thin
she ride until the end
she always in it to win
and when you lay down at the end of the day
and
when you think about your life slipping away
and you're going on to do what you may
she'll be there
by your side
down to ride
and you only got one thing to decide
will you be satisfied with being with this girl
or will you choose to go back around the world
In Between Math Class and Gym Class
I wander by
Seems like I’m in a stupor
How wasn’t I knocked off my feet before
Like I’m a man whose first name is Super
But I’m no savior
I more or less need saving
She looks like the perfect candidate
No more procrastinating
I open my eyes just to close them again
The essential radiance of her beauty is blinding
I can’t forget her not even for a second
Fast forward to the plays again in my head stopping only for the rewinding
And after a while, once I’ve walked that mile
I take one step back to feel her pushing me ahead
The thought of this one thing that exists that makes me feel like this
Trying to fathom this, my neck drops my head, my brain feels like lead
She smiles at me and asks my name
I open my mouth and my mind tells her it’s “your first love”
Luckily my mouth says Gerald C. Pittman
She smiles and again I have to close my eyes because it’s like the heavens opened above
She begins to reply but my ears begin to rely on my eyes to do their job
“My name is” I can barely hear her but her name rhymes with fire
How adequate, because at the moment I’m burning up
I can’t take my eyes off her eyes, the girl whose name sounds like desire
She became an angel saying all the right things,
“So when are you going to ask me out?” asked the girl with the flame for a name
And with that question she earned her wings
My life would never be the same
Then she said she’d been waiting for weeks
I say, “Have we met before”
She just laughed like this girl I met a while back
Wait… aw man I gotta watch what I ignore…
Seems like I’m in a stupor
How wasn’t I knocked off my feet before
Like I’m a man whose first name is Super
But I’m no savior
I more or less need saving
She looks like the perfect candidate
No more procrastinating
I open my eyes just to close them again
The essential radiance of her beauty is blinding
I can’t forget her not even for a second
Fast forward to the plays again in my head stopping only for the rewinding
And after a while, once I’ve walked that mile
I take one step back to feel her pushing me ahead
The thought of this one thing that exists that makes me feel like this
Trying to fathom this, my neck drops my head, my brain feels like lead
She smiles at me and asks my name
I open my mouth and my mind tells her it’s “your first love”
Luckily my mouth says Gerald C. Pittman
She smiles and again I have to close my eyes because it’s like the heavens opened above
She begins to reply but my ears begin to rely on my eyes to do their job
“My name is” I can barely hear her but her name rhymes with fire
How adequate, because at the moment I’m burning up
I can’t take my eyes off her eyes, the girl whose name sounds like desire
She became an angel saying all the right things,
“So when are you going to ask me out?” asked the girl with the flame for a name
And with that question she earned her wings
My life would never be the same
Then she said she’d been waiting for weeks
I say, “Have we met before”
She just laughed like this girl I met a while back
Wait… aw man I gotta watch what I ignore…
Love, Life and Whatever Comes After...
I once fell in love just to see what it was like...
I don't think I landed right.
Talked to life the other night,
she tried to leave me but I put up too much of a fight.
Saw Death who had a gun and I only brought a knife.
Never pop the L word with Life,
because as soon as you do she'll act up out of spite.
Treating death like my daddy to teach me how to fly a kite.
Maybe someone else would understand my plight.
They might…
I don't think I landed right.
Talked to life the other night,
she tried to leave me but I put up too much of a fight.
Saw Death who had a gun and I only brought a knife.
Never pop the L word with Life,
because as soon as you do she'll act up out of spite.
Treating death like my daddy to teach me how to fly a kite.
Maybe someone else would understand my plight.
They might…
Undone
I’ve seen Death in all his glory
Steal a man’s voice and end his story
Call a man old before he was forty and
Change the face of the earth before me
Solve problems
Cause problems
Walk through fire in Gomorrah
and recreate Sodom
The strongest man can’t stop him
The sweetest voice can’t sway him
The Great Wall can’t block him
But the smartest man will await him
This is what is key in patience
Learn the art of waiting
And stand firm against what you’re facing
Even death
Because it’s not about your current placing
Or the route you’re taking
But that in your waiting,
You’re still going somewhere
Going for the girl, or what you crave
Or even if it’s to the grave…
Steal a man’s voice and end his story
Call a man old before he was forty and
Change the face of the earth before me
Solve problems
Cause problems
Walk through fire in Gomorrah
and recreate Sodom
The strongest man can’t stop him
The sweetest voice can’t sway him
The Great Wall can’t block him
But the smartest man will await him
This is what is key in patience
Learn the art of waiting
And stand firm against what you’re facing
Even death
Because it’s not about your current placing
Or the route you’re taking
But that in your waiting,
You’re still going somewhere
Going for the girl, or what you crave
Or even if it’s to the grave…
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