Well few readers (If any), I'm leaving this wednesday on a journey to Oklahoma City.
If you would are ever curious to see how I'm doing on my LDS Mission feel free
to click the link below, to go to my Missionary blog.
Sleep walking and nothing seems wrong,
The sound is faint as I follow her crying song,
My toes stub concrete to the distant pound,
Following a memory's path to familiar ground.
It felt so real to touch the grass, dreaming like she were there,
Her diegetic tune whispers through the air,
A touch of breeze like running my fingers through her hair,
Only the teary-eyed stars can see how this is unfair.
Our love once shined like moon beams, But a caged bird stands on the grave of dreams,*
Giving the sound that pecks at the hearts seams,
Jilted jars, scabbing scars, between the bars,
Exposed to fears, my fingers wipe away her tears.
I saw your picture Hanging on the back of my door Won't give you my heart No one lives there anymore And we were lovers Now we can't be friends Fascination ends Here we go again Cause it's cold outside When you coming home Cause it's hot inside Isn't that enough I'm not in love Could it be that Time has taken its toll Won't take you so far I am in control And we were lovers Now we can't be friends Fascination ends Here we go again Cause it's cold outside When you coming home Cause it's hot inside Isn't that enough I'm not in love I'm not in love I'm not in love We are not in love We are not in love We are not in love We are not in love
I am a piece of driftwood,
I'd tell you different if I could,
I've always wanted to sail but not this way,
If only this ocean didn't wash me away.
love has lead me astray,
stupid, pointless, foul play.
I've never felt so alone,
Torn, my broken heart shown,
My tree rings are eroding,
My soul is corroding,
I can't stop floating,
Where's my bark coating?
A small heart carving,
Sad uncontrollable starving,
Face down in the ocean,
Truly unknown emotion,
Was your love just lust?
How could you break my trust?
Why can't I just sink and drown,
Mute my lousy heart's pound,
There is nothing to see out here,
In an ocean shed from a tear,
Oh, Lighthouse, if only you could hear,
Will I ever reach your pier?
I'm scared to drown in my deepest fears
My bottomless sea made of tears.
It's painful, I'm sorry that I care,
But I just can't let my heart repair.
You don't think you're alive.
When really, you are.
You might find this a bit confusing,
But this is how I feel and have felt for quite sometime.
Feels like the whole world looks at her and me,
and wants us dead.
Just because they hate to see us happy,
Have you realized how shallow your breath is now?
How we used to run and not be scared
It was really nice when nobody cared.
Do you remember the days when we could do anything and everything,
When we could laugh and smile and didn't have to disguise it,
Why should we be the ones to go through this pain?
Why should we be the ones to be buried alive?
Careful, if we breathe too loud people will think we are still alive.
I hope someday we can breathe and not be scared.
I'm scared of showing my writer's dyslexia,
The the double the,
Forgetting the r on your,
Putting spaces where they don't be long,
Leaving out a word accident.
I'm scared of sounding stupid in front of a crowd.
I'm scared of losing my talents,
and being told that I suck at what I do.
I'm scared of people hating me.
Tears for Fears
I'm scared of spiders crawling down my throat,
I hear everyone swallows at least one a year.
It's probably a lie.
I'm scared that some lies might be the truth,
like "I hate you" and "We will never work".
I'm scared of uncertainty.
I'm scared of her mom,
That she knows everything
And is waiting for the the perfect moment to use it against me.
I'm scared of her mom knowing about 2/17/13
I'm scared her parents will never accept me again.
Creeps VI
I'm scared of things going wrong,
Not being able to find someone that makes me as happy as her.
Marrying someone that lacks interest in art and music,
Someone that doesn't have "creative" in their dictionary.
I'm scared of not doing what I love as my career.
Not being able to support my family by doing what I love as my career.