Monday, May 22, 2017

The Spark

Creeping back into that place I know to well 
It welcomes me like an old friend 
There are no lights nor people 
All I have are my thoughts 
I'm not scared but I feel myself drifting away 

I think about Paris and the lessons learned 
When I knew how to cope and mend a situation with the pad and a pen 
Life was simpler then 
But that's not what matters 
Because if there was one thing I learned when I did that time in Paris I learned to 'Shake the Dust' 

Just like that 
With a phrase so simple and short 
In the darkness that surrounds me 
I see a hint of light 
That spark is all I need

Wednesday, February 15, 2017

The Fight

This darkness is starting to fill me 
Slowly creeping into my mind 
Eating away at my inside 
Sliding deeper into the shallows 
Falling, dying, crying 
So much movement on the outside 
Yet somehow I sit here lonely 
Sulking in this pool of filth 
My mind grows weaker My knees grow frail
I sit here and think Where do I go from here? 

Up 
Up is where I go 
Moving slowly 
Constantly growing 
Molding myself into that man I once was 
The man I know 
A happy man 
Until that day I will fight 
 I won't give up 
 You wanna know why?
This is why

Because I will never give up!

Saturday, February 27, 2016

Undone

What are these thoughts
 Inside my head
The things I sought
Are now all dead

Now in this world
With friends not near
My mind's unfurled
Too much to bear

Once and for all
I'll live my life
Not drowning in
The worlds new "blithe"

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Darkness

They said not to let it in

It consumed my thoughts

Slowly growing

Slowly molding

Me

Into something new

Into someone new

I embraced that darkness


Let it control my thoughts

Now
It controls me

I'll let shit be

Tuesday, December 30, 2014

Lost

Hopeless,
Caught between a dream and reality.
Feeling lost, abandoned, and homeless.
Looking around seeing so many people,
Yet none of those people seem to see
The pain and agony that runs through my veins.
Hopeless, I'm feeling hopeless...
But really aren't we all just hopeless?...

Sunday, July 21, 2013

Scars

What is this?
This feeling in my heart,
My body and my soul?
Where did this come from.
Oh yeah.
I know,
it's because I feel the need to care for you.
I have ALWAYS cared for you that's why I disappeared...
You found a guy who "took care of you." 
I knew it was an act, he was like the others in it for themselves.
He would make you fall then add another scar on your heart.

You aren't scarred??

Don't lie to yourself.

I know what a scarred heart and soul look like.
I have so many scars that I make Scarface look normal.

But guess what?
I am learning to heal my scars.
I could try and help you too.

Friday, March 1, 2013

The jumble in my head

I don't know what to do anymore.
I don't know how to fight for you.
Hell, I don't even know if you want me.
I know what I want.
I want you.
but right now.
That doesn't matter.
becaucase...
I don't know what you want...

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Hope

Hope, it eats away at my insides. It eats away at my heart...
I have come to learn I have to much, hope that is...
To much hope in relationships, to much hope in people...
I want you to know,
I am now losing hope....

Saturday, February 2, 2013

Am I wrong?

Waiting, wishing, hoping for you...
There has never been someone like you,
That was a lie.
I'm thinking you are like all the others.
You made me feel something I haven't felt for years.
I guess it was false hope.
Did I do something wrong?

Did I say something wrong?

I guess ill never know but for now,
I feel like I'm wrong.

Monday, January 28, 2013

Life slipped away

Death, its a crazy thing....

We don't think about it 

We don't talk about

And when someone we're close to passes we hate it!

We wish it was us...

But you know what?

I'm done talking.

It hurts to bring back the memories...

Sunday, December 9, 2012

Move on

Nobody wants to be told they are a failure.
Who cares?...
Don't fall into self pitty, self doubt, or self hatred.
Turn it around...
Learn from your mistake, move on with life and live.
Free your self from sorrow.
Free you self from pain.
Try again and never give up.

Thursday, December 6, 2012

Chances

Everyone has a moment where they want another chance.
We don't always get one unfortunately.
But luckily for me I'm getting one.
I won't mess up this time,
I promise...

Reminiscing

Let me take you back to that night…
That night I felt betrayed.
I was filled with pain, sorrow…
I was empty…

I didn’t know how I felt until you left.
I thought you were being dramatic.
I was wrong…

You should have ripped off my head.

I wasn’t the one who was betrayed.
I betrayed you…
I hurt you and I can’t foreget it.

That night a piece of me left.
That night I realised I fell for you.

I wish I could go back to night.

I would change everything…

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Paris

I came to Paris to learn and be inspired.
And I was. I truly will miss it.

The first day was great all was well.
I learned a lot of information.

The next day I started wandering, exploring.
I found a little shop where I bought some inspiration.

I was a new person full of anger, rage and pain.

I was told I was a genius.
I said screw it!
I'm just a person expressing my feelings.

I began to learn more about myself.
I put it down on some paper with a pen in my hand.

I began to write nonstop then,
I left Paris for a little while.
It was then that I lost my inspiration and my love...

Monday, January 9, 2012

A Taste of Truth

Who are we?

Most of us don't know,
but let me teach you what I'm learning about myself.

I was self contious but I learned
it doesn't matter what people think.
I've learned I am a nerd.

I don't judge people.
There is no such thing as a bad person,
Only stupid choices but honestly
I don't care.

I learned my attitude is a virgin,
Because I still don't give a, well you know...

I love music and it is my life.
I play the guitar and ukulele.
I learned my voice isn't nearly as good as I thought.

Recently I learned that when some one passes
from our life they truly never leave,
because they live on through our hearts and the memories
they created.

I love EDM(electro dance music)

Oh yeah I'm supposed to tell you who I am but
Know what I don't want to!

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

Jealousy...

I'm Jealous of the band Asking Alexandria.
Danny(lead vocalist) and Ben(lead guitar) are the ones that write their songs and every fucking song is sick.
So I guess you could say I'm not jealous of one piece but all of them.

However my favorite song is Someone Somewhere.
It has a great meaning dispite what everyone says about hardcore bands.
This song states,
"Even though I'm on my own,
I know I'm not alone,
Because I know there's someone, somewhere praying that I make it home,
So here's one from the heart,
My life right from the start
I need a home sweet home to call my own"

Here are the Lyrics http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/a/asking_alexandria/someone_somewhere.html

Here is the original
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RSbAuvL7Fwk
Dont forget to put an s after the http if you are at school

And here is the acoustic http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kN45frAwq-Y

Gandhi

I keep forgetting to look for the light.

I keep forgetting to see past the darkness.

I forgot that I'll see the light again.

Because we will never completely own ourselves.

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Turn Around...

Inspired by "Shake the Dust"
The phrase "Turn Around" came from Roah.

This is for the stoners, the loners, and those who need a donor.
This is for the jocks, the cops, and the people without socks on their feet.

Turn Around...

This is for the skaters, the players, and those that hate them self.
This is for the hobos and the homos that get discriminated against everyday of their lives.

Turn Around...

Turn Around and show the world you are the same as every other person on this earth.
Turn Around and face the world.

This,
This is for everybody,
Turn Around!!!

Friday, December 9, 2011

Another Bottle Down

That is another bottle down
Why did she have to be the hero?
In the face of death she wasn't afraid, she laughed...
She gave her life to save mine.
How could she put me in this kind of pain?...
All I have now is this empty apartment flat,
This bottle of wine
and some spare change in my ash tray.

Forgetting

I'm forgetting....
I'm forgetting to smile and to dial your number
I'm forgetting to stay, here.
Im forgetting to speak my mind.
I'm forgetting to care, share, I forget it's wrong to stare.
I'm forgetting how to love.
I'm forgeting to sink, think,
and see the shrink from the pain you put inside of ME!
I'm forgetting again...
and again...
Balls....
I forgot...

Friday, October 21, 2011

This Is Your Poem

It all began that night.

It was a Friday,
We started to flirt.
My head was spinning

Was this all an illusion I conjured in my head?
YES... you lied...

You didn't understand the sacrifices I made for,
YOU.
I tried working it out but you made it hard.

Numb.

Thinking about how you were mine but,
Sometimes good bye is the only way.

Searching Hearts (found poetry)

We begin our search,

thinking,

exploring,

uncharted points.

Searching

for the perfect point in time.

Together
we'll travel.

Together we'll repeat it

again

and

again.

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Stealing From Other Artists.

For those who dont know me,
I'm too sexy for my shirt but...

I'll be there for you.
I'm gonna take this one chance on you.
At the edge of Oblivion

I'm on a foolish ship sailing on.
I would do anything for love.

Your money don't mean much to me.
So baby,

Won't

You

Dance

With

Me?...

Hang Me Up to Dry

Hanging, swinging, dying...
Hang me up to dry...



I thought we had something special.
You told me we had something special but...
YOU LIED.
You had "something special" with 2 other guys.

It would have been easier if you called it off but,
you kept playing me like I was your little PUPPET.

The thing that made it harder was that you didn't tell me....
It was MY BEST FRIEND!

I didn't want to believe him but he showed me your emails...

WHAT THE HELL!!!


Do you know what you did to me?

You dried me out , you killed me.
You left me hanging there dying, crying, and swinging
From the empty trees of despair in the hallows of regret.