happy life
When white fades to black, When light provides the view, What's wet will turn dry, When rain falls continue, I may not
continue. My happy place is in you, I hope to continue, this Happy Life we live. What's yours will fade to mine, When love
provides the income. What's mine will turn to yours..... All of it and the some. We may not continue... My happy place is
in you. We will conutinue.... This Happy Life we live!
alot in common
You're beautiful... but strange... So am I.
You're smart... but still slow... So am I.
You're impatient... but fast...
So am I.
You're tired... but still last... So do I.
You're hot... but still cold... So am I.
You're established...
but not old... So am I.
You're waiting... but happy... So am I.
You're leaving... but staying... So am I.
You're
amazing... but weird... So am I.
You're yourself... but still feared... So am I.
We both want to be... A forever seen
star.
I have to say... a lot in common is what we are
empty tank
Here I am again... tired from not sleeping...
Sad from not loving.
I feel miserable again... here on this plane...
Here
on this Earth.
I've done it again... I stayed out all night.
I feel it again... I dread this flight.
Why? Because
I'm sick...
Sick of being known
If I was normal...
Would she like me the same?
If I was just a stockboy...
Would
she still enjoy my name?
I'd like to think she does and would...
I believe in her and believe in me she should.
I'm
gonna lean my head against this window...
Close my eyes and go to sleep.
I'll wake up in the next town...
With thoughts
beyond deep.
The days will go by as I will just act.
As the days go by I can only look back...
At the good times...
the fun.
At the bad times... the fun.
I wonder if she misses me as much as I miss her...
I wonder if she waits to
see me...
I wonder if she waits?
I'd like to think she did and would...
I believe in her and believe in me she should.
My
heart is so curious...
My mind is so blank.
Without you I'm lost...
I'm an empty tank.
if they remeber
When they look out through the clouds
When they look out through the sky
Does a normal person look?
Is it normal
people that cry?
When they look out through the night
When they look out through the stars
Does a normal person wonder?
About
life behind bars?
When they look out through the ocean
When they look out through the sea
Does a normal person react?
Like
I would if it were me?
When they think about Heaven
When they think about Hell
Does a normal person become scared?
Is
it normal to sell?
These all deserve the question stamp
These all create an unpredictable ramp-----
There are so
many other than me
So many differences that we all see.
But there are always opinions and there are always lies-----
So
its day by day until the body dies.
Who controls the soul, whe leads the way?
Has it paid off?
Remembering to pray.
impossable of me
Being who I am.......... Is truly a gift of God!
Being who we are together.......... Is truly a gift of love!
I hear
that God loves us all
I hear that love can capture anyone's heart..........
But separating the good from the bad seems
like an unwinnable game to me.
We can't just expect to be alike.
We can't just expect to get along.
All we can expect
is the unexpected.
Things that will blow our minds!
Things that will take our souls!
Things that will make us happy..........
Things that will make us sad..........
These things are nothing we know.
Hell! They might not even exist!
If God
and love have a lot in common, and all these people take "belief" to the extreme, The impossible will be proven wrong.
The
word impossible will never function again!
inside away
Inside a bubble... that somebody blew...
I am the wall that you see through.
Away from space... I'm trapped inside...
There
is no room... no room to hide.
Inside a star... that everybody sees...
They see the sparkle but can't see me.
Away
from land... I'm trapped inside...
I'm sorry I did it... sorry I lied.
Inside a song... that nobody hears...
It's
only me... wet from tears.
Away from grace... I'm trapped inside...
I'm floating away to the other side.
Inside a
world... that you created...
I've left this world... myself has faded.
Away from love... I'm trapped inside...
I'm
held from holding... my body's died.
Inside my soul... that you reach through...
I am the ghost that stays with you.
Away
from them... I watch you sleep
I visit your dreams... in peace so deep.
Insided a bubble... that somebody blew...
I
am your angel... That somebody is you.
Hide away... Fly away... Insideaway.
imspied by a feeling
Was he nervous or was he scared?
Was she willing or was she dared?
Or is it a feeling that we can't explain..........
Maybe
a feeling..........
Exchanged for pain..........
Is this the answer or is this the clue?
Would she, asked the question..........?
Would
she control you?
If it's just a feeling that may soon pass..........
It could become the feeling that seems to last.
How
could we be different if we didn't even know..........
The facts of life upon us..........
The facts of life that grow.
Could
it be the feeling that we once remembered well-----
Or could it be the feeling..........
"You know, exciting mail?"
I
can't believe I live here.......... each and every day.
Wondering what's next.......... especially what to say.
I think
it's a feeling of love and jealously..........
I feel it is the feeling that takes control of me-----
So, were you nervous
or was it a scare?
Together we were willing-----
And forever, I still care.
Yes it is that feeling of joy, a happiness.
That
feeling we all wish for..........
So please let me possess..........
And if you're really out there-----
Then I will
pray to feel-----
Your love and your witness..........
Thank God! This feeling is real.
nothing siad
It happened again...
I said hello and I heard no hey.
It's happened again...
There's nothing to say.
Maybe
the old man thought I was
Stupid, ignorant, mad, or insane.
Maybe the old man didn't want
Me on this plane.
Who
really knows?
Who really cares?
Who really studies?
Who just stares?
At freaks like me... at people like you
At
old men like he... at sickness that grew
The old man might not have hated me...
He might just have said...
"I don't
know about this boy...
He looks messed up in the head."
reaching in
Let's say your name was Reaching In...
Let's say you were given this power.
A power that made you super...
A power
that made you more than me...
A power that only you could see...
A vibe that only you could feel...
A move that only
you could perform
A card that only you could deal...
A cold heart that only you could make warmer.
Let's say your
name was Reaching In...
Let's say you were given this choice.
A choice that made you think...
A choice that made
you fit out...
A choice that made you scared...
A choice that made you doubt...
A bad that only you could make good...
A
crime that only you could steal...
A scene that makes you wish you could...
A hurt that only you could heal.
Let's
say you were given this power...
Let's ask?
Would you still be Reaching In?
sound alseep
Sitting on the porch...scared to ring the bell.
I wait for you to see me... I sit scared as hell.
Rocking in the
chair... hoping the squeaks bring you near.
I wait for you to hear me... I'm alone so filled.... with fear
Pacing on
the hardwood... not knowing what to say.
When you see me pacing... when you make your way.
Laying on your welcome mat...
not feeling very welcome.
I guess you're in there sleeping... you're so peaceful... when you sleep.
Freezing on the
outside... so cold but yet so sweet.
Your body's on the inside... I'd kill to feel your heat.
Dialing on my phone...
the number of your phone.
I can't mash send.... so no I'm... going home.
Walking towards my car... I'm down about myself.
Getting
in my car... I want to kill myself.
You make me feel complete... At the same time I'm me.
I'm so always not complete...
without you I'm... never free.
Free from depressive states... of mind, body, and soul.
Free from sad days with me...
free from sad... days alone.
Turning my ignition switch... bright lights start shining through.
My eyes are blinded
momentarily..... Holy Shit...... It's you!
Sitting on the porch together... not worried about the bell.
We're looking
in each other's eyes...
I'm no longer scared as hell.
This night will be a memory...
One that's sure to keep.
I
didn't want to wake you...
I thought you were
Sound asleep.
live to belive
I can't truly say that I feel the pain of the paralyzed. However, I can truly say that I would do anything to help heal
a wounded heart. Not being able to move or control your body is one of the scariest things known to me.
When I witness
people trapped in these chairs created to travel, it takes my breath away and stops my heart. Just knowing that there is a
power as strong as a person living with everyday stillness is an overwhelming inspiration to me. And should be to us all!
What
can be done to let them walk again? What I wouldn't give to see them rise and stand. Maybe one day an unnatural cure will
come. Maybe one day the disadvantage will be conquered. The growing confusion between happy and sad, bad and good, continues
to react back and forth in the minds of committed victims.
So if the partying isn't enough, if the drugs and alcohol aren't
enough, shouldn't a paralyzed body set an expample?
today or when
Today I woke up with a hurting heart, but it wasn't from medical problems. It was from a forgotten love of my past that
painfully reentered my dreams.
During these dreams, I felt as if I were reborn. I felt the feeling of love again without
a worry in the world. It was she who made me happy, it was she who opened my heart and committed murder to all my pain. Howevery,
this murder wasn't total death. The pain came back and it came back to stay.
Now it's infected and peroxide doesn't even
foam.......... so maybe I'm not normal? I'll probably never see her again in this life unless she continues to peacefully
visit my dreams.
If she does, maybe one day I can stay, stay with her in another world, stay with her in another time,
stay with her by not waking up.......... at least my heart will never hurt again!
you
You comfort me better than any chair, bed, room, or house---
You amaze me more than any facts, stories, truths, or lies---
You
enhance me more than any drug, drink, pill, or powder---
You predict me better than any parent, coach, counselor, or teacher---
You
season me better than any salt, pepper, winter, or summer---
You entertain me more than any movie, show, song, or competition---
You
control me better than any school, job, jail, or prison---
You love me more than any person, God, business, or existence---
In
my existence............ Believe............I do
In our existence............ I live............for you.
your own strange eyes
Look into your own eyes...
Check into yourself.
Look into your own world...
Look without the help
Of people
who try to change you...
Of people who try to hurt you.
The people that... try to make you
Something that you're
not...
Something un-new.
Look into your own past...
Create the history
Of things you've done and things you're
gonna do...
Of things you love and things you'll breakthrough.
The things that fit...
The descriptions of you
Are
the things you need
To stand out in this zoo.
Look into...... your mirror of lies.....
Look deep into......
Your
own strange eyes.
our respect we send to her
She died today.
I'm not sure why?
She left us this way.
I'm not sure again?
I thought of nonsense yesterday..........
I
think of serious feelings right now.
It's words like..........
Died, Killed, Hurt, and Murdered..........
That jump
start our emotions for a single moment at a time..........
At a time: meaning they don't last, one day at a time
Becomes
the unsatified past.
She died today.
And yet we still laugh!
She left us this way.
And yet we still complain!
Even
though we didn't know her, Even though we didn't see her,
We don't have to act as if we never talked to her.
She was
one of us, we are one of her, she should be remebered..........
Our respect we should send to her.
*~*~*The Meaning of Life*~*~*
what is the meaning of life?
what is it that lays ahead of us?
was like soppose to be like this?
was my life soppose to be like this?
I's life ment to hurt others?
No.that can't be right
was life soppose to be hateful?
life is the most presious thing,
a person has,even animals.
if you end your life,
would any one care?
if you hurt youself,
would anyone try to save you?
your in the shadow's,hideing from everyone,
you hide from those that have,
hurt you.you hide deom those that love you
but mostly yiu hide from the world
and you hide from yourself.
what is the purpose of liveing,if those who love you,
no matter what? They still Hurt You....
NEW !!!!!!!!!! Lifes Complications NEW!!!!!!!!!
