Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Jesus, Jesus
that's what we call you
manger born put on a tree
you died to save humanity

<3

Writer's Block

I'll write everything away if i could
all the pain and sorrow
i can't for now
but until then this is a start
i'll write our future down if i could
i'll write our names in the clouds if i could reach
i'll even get to the book life just so we'd be safe
if i could write our ending it'd be a happily ever after

i might just be thinking too far ahead

let's just start off with tomorrow and right now
if i could write our right now
i would skip the chapters to the part where we're in each others arms at the day break
if i could write our right now i would leave out all the tears and include the smiles
i'll write in our jokes and laughs
i'll exclude everyone that isn't you

i can't write our future and have it come true
but i can write what my perfect is and look to this note to remind me [of you]
i can't write away the pain and sorrow even if i tried
but in my mind
i can rewrite the unhappy moments and have it seem as if they never were

i'm willing to do all this for you
for us
for love

p&p

Monday, May 10, 2010

A letter to my lost friend

Dear Friend,

I miss you so much it's not even funny. If everyone else has forgotten about you just know that i haven't and will never. I remember the first time we met, first party, first meal, first deep talk, i remember it all. I'm smiling now just remembering all the first times. I don't have you number anymore, and i wish i did and you were a phone call away. I had a dream about you a couple months back and in it you told me not to worry or be afraid. You told me that you were doing fine and couldn't be any happier. I wish you could be happier here in the presence of your family and friends but i understand the circumstances. I want to tell you everything that i have planned and for you to give me advice. I want to hear things from your perspective. Soon we'll meet again but until then the past moments we've shared are fresh in my mind.


Please come back to me in my dreams.

Kirk Franklin - Hide Me
<3

broken bottle

i really wish i had my guitar with me right now
i'm telling you, all my poetry needs is a melody to flow to

ughh what has become of you??

sometimes i love you and other times i don't like you at all
but more times than none i ask why i'm doing this

honeymoon stage has been over