And the sun rises again, So blissfully in its morning hour; It heartens all to let go Of the follies of yesterday the misunderstandings and the fear and she gives us chance and chance again To make right all the perceived wrong, To stride forward or stumble back But most of all, To live.
Tag: writing
desire.
Despite the possibility that what’s set afire might be set to expire I really just want you and for us to acquire the trust we desire A deep passionate love, an infinite supplier Raging within us, the California wildfires I want this June to be an amplifier, taking us higher, Climbers up on high gear.… Continue reading desire.
fear.
Interdependence joins two souls, helps them, makes them adhere Interdependence is a type of control, And now, I just wanna be here But if you add up all of the coefficients The future just seems to interfere There’s something missing, lacking, insufficient The painful realization is that This is fear. Fear, in its rawest form… Continue reading fear.
value
Do you value what I’ve done for you? That I’ve been true for you? That I’ve come through for you? After all of this shit I’ve been through And I can’t believe it’s come to The fact that I’ve got no fucking clue What you think of my missing screws Or the mildew in… Continue reading value
recession fear
If we just pay attention To facts, and only facts, The current ones, Not the past ones, And how I really should react There is no reason to to be afraid of A display of true affection Reciprocation of attention. But upon closer inspection Let’s take a look, a hard look At my various past… Continue reading recession fear
ser todo
¿Quieres que yo quede? Porque... Seré la luz del sol Y te ayudaré crecer Como crecen los arboles Y las flores Seré el agua, Y te ayudaré respirar Como respiran los pescados Y los tiburones Seré el aire Y te ayudaré volar Como vuelan los pájaros Y las mariposas Pero... Necesito que sepas Que… Continue reading ser todo
sweet poison
To wonder at a potential happiness experienced at the side of a competent companion… yes, it can be beautiful and full of laughter and attraction. But to ever expect such beauty to continue after the first accounts of such joy… Ah there’s the trick; that’s the penalty, perhaps, of indulging in so much joy, is that… Continue reading sweet poison
caótica
as of lately casi siempre me siento un poco más lento i’ve made decisions que no puedo cambiar no puedo olvidar decisions without revisions I didn't think de que sucedería mientras yo hacía esas cosas I just acted yo seguí mis emociones sin pensar de los resultados and now espero que yo podía hablar decir… Continue reading caótica
misconstrued
April 21, 2014 "Your heart is beating really fast," she whispered to him, fear backing every word. His lips that twisted and tongue that tricked her performed those evil kisses, Each kiss was draped in a blinding black lace of hope and inadvisable blisses. He hummed a tune, and she wordlessly hoped that playing with… Continue reading misconstrued
Young
There was a young girl, And that's what she was: Young. Only that idea didn't feel right, Like a pair of pants, Too loose over here, Too tight over there, No, she wouldn't say she was Young, But she was. Her outlook of future, Always oscillated, Hopeful this day, Pessimistic the next, Except the hope… Continue reading Young