winterIt is light and brilliantSpread all over the groundI recall when real sleighs existedHorses traveling all through the nightIt falls from the heavens aboveThen it slowly lands on some branchesWith boots and mittens I love your feelWithout them your touch is almost poisonousWhy must you melt when the sun risesFly to my tongue or hand and melt thereYou are so mysterious and uniqueComing and going in all sizes and formsWhen I was a child, frosty was realHe had a real carrot and real charcoalBack then, sledding was a game for all agesNo snowboards or 'X-games' to get in our wayI miss warm chestnuts over a fireAnd the sight of true mistletoe'sAt least I have you dear friendAll around me for the whole season
Work Day Consisbeads of persperation sent dripping down her spine.this indeed is something new, unique and one of a kind.hands wide open, hoping to keep within grasp this time.with a world so massive who knows what you will find.finding out its possible to miss the lonliness,knowing sadness and tears are needed, along with solitude,missing the pain i was in, the never ending daily mess.partially longing the way it was prior to meeting you.reminicing on how the longings and urges felt,scavengering for cigs, razors, and a set of head phones.yet when i am in your presence, my thoughts seem to melt.oh how i miss my saddness, like a Queen Bee misses her drones.
sighmind split into a million thoughts a momentspinning so quickly, like a saw blade,slicing away thoughts until the mind is slushanger;greed;jealousy;hate; all of which aren't pleasantwhy then, do they appear on a daily basis..?wishing those feelings would never returnjealousy over those more interesting and desirable,angry about the past and memories that cant be deletedgreed towards the happiness that is tangible and within reachhatred burning for people who have made me feel worthless.take these things far away from here & destroy them.deception is not admirable, honest - however isfrightened from this happiness- for hopes can hurtdo not play me like a fidle, but gracefully like a violin,be tender yet gentle, tempting and purethese things may be too much to ask forwanting to feel no more negatives, merely posativeswait patiently, recieving delight; admiration; loveall i ask for simply love.. love is all we need
foreverForever I will love you,Forever I will care,Forever I will know you,And always will I be there.Forever shall I wonder,Forever shall I buy shoes,Forever shall I ponder,And always shall I need you.Forever may I listen,Forever may I be glad,Forever may I glisten,And always may I not be sad.Forever I will love you,Forever I will care,Forever I will know you,And always will I be there.
legalityI detest how life is so 'messed' up.Finally getting out of the mudInevitably I become re-stuckFate?, or perhaps just no luckWhenever something good sweeps byWhy must it always go away?My will to live is constantly fadingWith each and every new dayI soon shall leave where I resideTravel far away and never returnFor I shall travel far and wideAnd pray that for me, you mournIs life always worth living?Only for the joy we have?What if your joy is taken awayThen what joy do we haveIndeed if suicide were legal,I would probably be first in lineWait in line for hours on endvictory could surely be mine