You're always there
like oxygen in the air.
Someone to share.
Someone who'll care.
We make the perfect pair.
I'll be your Bonnie, you be my Clyde.
Together forever; my partner in crime.
A collection of my creative writing pieces from short short stories to poems.
Friday, March 30, 2012
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
I'm Possible
If you're oppressed by the day-to-day hustle and bustle
Remember that the mind is stronger than any muscle.
If happy is how you want to be
flip the switch and start spreading positivity
If you want it you can get it
just gotta believe in it.
Impossible is nothing but I'm possible.
Wake up in the morning and smoke a bowl.
I think i just become invincible.
Smile on my face so wide
cheesing from cheek to cheek,
Damn, I love that Cali weed.
Remember that the mind is stronger than any muscle.
If happy is how you want to be
flip the switch and start spreading positivity
If you want it you can get it
just gotta believe in it.
Impossible is nothing but I'm possible.
Wake up in the morning and smoke a bowl.
I think i just become invincible.
Smile on my face so wide
cheesing from cheek to cheek,
Damn, I love that Cali weed.
Monday, March 26, 2012
I Observed One Day
Fingers are dancing across a keyboard,
they create a sound so lovely and passionate.
Yet souls pass by without acknowledgment.
The flames burn bright, hot and orange
ignorant of the good they can do and the damage they cause.
They simply wish to warm
the cold souls that come near.
And then it occurred to me,
things are more than what they seem.
An amber squirrel sits in a tree
like a guardian angel.
The feeling of my fingers intertwined with yours,
the one I love.
they create a sound so lovely and passionate.
Yet souls pass by without acknowledgment.
The flames burn bright, hot and orange
ignorant of the good they can do and the damage they cause.
They simply wish to warm
the cold souls that come near.
And then it occurred to me,
things are more than what they seem.
An amber squirrel sits in a tree
like a guardian angel.
The feeling of my fingers intertwined with yours,
the one I love.
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Blood Shot Eyes
These blood shot eyes have no disguise,
Nothing to hide behind. Can we pause.. Stop.. Then rewind
Back to a time when things weren't so fucked up, it's time to buck up
Now and face reality. Is this really me?
I think I'm drowning. I sit alone I'm downing
This bottomless bottle of champagne can't ease the pain.
You left me cold-hearted when you departed
And the hardest part is I don't know where my heart is.
Now it's time to be strong. I guess I'm glad that you're gone.
Nothing to hide behind. Can we pause.. Stop.. Then rewind
Back to a time when things weren't so fucked up, it's time to buck up
Now and face reality. Is this really me?
I think I'm drowning. I sit alone I'm downing
This bottomless bottle of champagne can't ease the pain.
You left me cold-hearted when you departed
And the hardest part is I don't know where my heart is.
Now it's time to be strong. I guess I'm glad that you're gone.
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