Untitled 2Just leave me alone to wallow within the dreams that come,
for all that I wake screaming in the morn.
The nights seem longer than they are
and the days shorter than their times.
Night is day and day is night,
who knows when the sun rises anymore.
Who really cares where the dreams have gone,
or the fact that ambition is just a lie.
Dreams don't come true anymore,
and faith something of a fool.
Romance a death thing gone and done,
angels weap so piteously for the dead
and the sun kisses the heav'n,
While the night dies anew...
BrokenYou seem to watch the wordl from the box
you've placed around yourself to protect,
everything that seems so important in life.
That seat by the picture window seems
to have gained a well worn groove,
from the times you've watched the rain.
To all the times you watch people pass you
with much more important things to do,
things that will never be able to include you.
Feeling the emptiness as you let go,
of those who say they love you but inside
your heart is just to black to commit.
Watching the rain now as it falls
from the skies above and wonder at it's beauty.
Realizing that the those dreams you want,
are nothing but a fool's errant quest.
Soul scared forever and a day,
Soul wound from this time to eternity,
its just better this way.
BlessedHas anyone ever been hit right side up the head
with how blessed in this life they really are?
Just suddenly sit there and realizethat god has put
some amazing peopleinto your life and
that the things they've offered in this lifetime,
exceed all earthly bounds that surely
these are angels in the form of humans?
Yet they touch our lives to often we forget
how special they really are.
The freely given hugs and
that listening ear that so often one need.
The unwanted adivce they'll offer when you
don't wan to hear any of it and
the wanted adivee when you need it.
Tiny bits of heaven that we really
need now adays.
After all..Sometimes in this fast pace world,
we lose sight of what should be important.
To often our work seems to catch up,
and we just don't have time for things.
Often times when something may dare to
inturrupt our busy scheduels we become angry,
wondering how dare they even think
to ruin our carefully laid plans.
Or even those things that we don't
quiet understand about are judged.
After all things are supose to go one way,
and the only ways that it can go
is how we perceeve it as.
Doesn't matter that we don't bother to stop
and think about what we see,
what it is that we might be doing.
To often we just act upon it and
believe ourselves to be within our rights.
After all whats the point of differances,
society should be straighten out
because we all know if its left to those,
of unique differances and such
well it will be a different type of hell.
Yet who really gives a care about that right,
life is just fine and there aren't problems.
Society is as it should be and
differance is delt with
PerceptionHe couldn't help but smile as
he watched the miracle of his,
come towards him in such gentle style.
Body holding the grace of a bard's tune,
with a smile that always melts his heart.
The Harper's tune is so sweet along side
the Heavn's Choir singing.
She does try so hard to hide,
yet he finds her wings.
Though some would call her flawed,
and others judge her not their time.
This woman is everything to him,
and a beauty none could find anywhere.
His love and life,
there an angel inside
if others would only take the time.
Loving the simple halo,
above that small horn.
He loves her simple touch,
and the special things she'll do.
From the smile "How are you?" to
having a hug ready when needed.
The suport when he's down,
and the tenderness when he's hurt
Ah his special love of life.
Yet she has to learn that
that he cares for who she is,
whats deep inside besides
whats on the outside.
His golden beauty,
and his ever lasing soulmate.
Seeing her wings,
spread to the skys in glory.