Tired

My eyes are sagging,
my brain is numb,
my face is scrunched up,
like looking at the sun.
My body feels like
I got hit by a train,
my thoughts are on my bed,
comfy and cozy, and soft and warm.
Will I ever make it there?
Maybe i'll just close my eyes for a few minutes more.

June Imagination

JUNE Imagination

On a mid-day in June,

I lay upon the ground,

I looked up at the vast open sky,

The grass tickling my back below me,

And the clouds interrupting my thought patterns, above me

I tried using my imagination to make shapes in the clouds,

But they only looked like big, white blobs to me.

Maybe I am too old to have an imagination any more.

Maybe there is a bad guy that comes into your room,

One night, when you hit a certain age,

And while you are asleep, he takes your imagination from you

And makes you start thinking like a grown up.

Well, I don’t want to grow up; I want to stay young forever.

Why would someone be so cruel?

Your imagination is like a piece of your childhood that you keep locked up

In your heart forever.

If you get rid of that, what else do you have?

Little broken girl

In a land far away,

Past the sea of forgotten tears,

A girl with a broken heart,

Laid upon the floor,

Her body was ridged and cold,

Her thoughts were sad, and corrupt.

She longed for a lover,

But no one suited the part.

She was lonely and forgotten,

No one cared to help her up off the floor.

So there she stayed, for many years.

 

Until one day,

A man finally suited the part,

He was willing to fix up, her broken heart.

He got out the needle, and put in the tread,

And with a stick, and a swipe,

Her heart was mended.

 

No more sorrow,

And no more tears,

This girl was saved,

She had no more fears…

Ghost

Ghost

 

You’re a shadow of my past,

The mist of my future,

You remind me of what life use to be like,

Fun, and happy.

But now you can’t return,

And it’s taken a toll on my spirit.

Sad and forgotten you lay in the ground.

Bones aching, heart not beating,

You’re a ghost, and that’s all you can be,

You’ll never return,

But now I can see,

I don’t need a Carcass

To prove what we had.

I’ll lay in this ground besides you one day,

But until then,

You may haunt me with your love,

And drowned me in your sorrows.

The little things

The Little Things

 

The little things are not hard to find,

They may be little, but they are a big deal.

You know those things, that you tend to look back on,

Those little lessons that you learn along the way.

Those are the little things,

And when you get older, and your hair starts turning grey,

It’s not the big things that matter anymore,

It is the little things.

 

A book you read that changed your life,

A tv show that you can’t resist watching,

A person paying you a complement,

The moments you have with family, and friends.

Those are just a few of the little things in life.

 

But you can only see them, if you pay close attention,

Because if you don’t, your life will fly by,

And you will be sad, and alone.

Because you focused mostly on the BIG things in life,

Which matter, but don’t have much purpose.

So, make sure to keep your eyes wide open,

And maybe view the world from a different perspective.

Away from here

Away From Here

 

If I had wings, I would fly,

Far, far, away from here.

I would travel the world,

I would go to the edge of the ocean,

To the tallest grasses,

The highest mountains,

I would go anywhere,

As long as,

It’s away from here…

Coffee eyes

I awake,
Sleepy eyes, tired body.
I walk into the kitchen,
with the sorrow of a long night.
You are my cup of delight,
You fill my body with paradise.
Warm, and cozy,
Like a soft blanket.
....
But now you are gone,
I've consumed you entirely.