What Comes To Mind
Friday, June 28, 2013
Preclude him from the Earth
His destruction began at birth
This fallen angel
Born into hell
Became a devil
His soul to sell
Breaking down in the road
Then comes forth a frog or toad
Giving it a kiss, she will reminisce
Her devil of Bliss
Then she walks away from me
It breaks my heart to watch her go
She isn't mine to care for
She isn't mine to love
So I just get to watch
To her I just another notch
The End
It is hard to draw the line
Tortured by the past
Maybe this squiggle is really a sign
That I should just forget you fast
But I can't and I don't want you to
Its not right to hold these memories of you
I rather die than not hear your voice
But you're already made your choice
This is the end
Close your eyes and count to ten
I can't believe we are here again
Oh how I tried to fight but to no gain
Tortured by the past
Maybe this squiggle is really a sign
That I should just forget you fast
But I can't and I don't want you to
Its not right to hold these memories of you
I rather die than not hear your voice
But you're already made your choice
This is the end
Close your eyes and count to ten
I can't believe we are here again
Oh how I tried to fight but to no gain
Wednesday, March 6, 2013
Women In Red
I am proposing an "underground" club so to speak. A society would be the more appropriate word. The people who are or would be apart of this group are people who would like to presevere the sactity and rights of women and girls everywhere. Since I reside in South Florida that is where it will begin. This is cause close to home for me and I would like the publics support. Any suggestions? Comments? Concerns? Advice?
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Faith
So one day I was in my school's library and I had decided to check out the religion section. Being catholic I was curious as to whether or not there were books about Catholicism or the Vatican. come to find out there were several books such as; A Concise History f the Catholic Church, The Truth of Catholicism, and Catholicism & Orthodox Christianity. Each book held insightful information and I found myself asking a question to which no book held the answer to. Why?
Why did we believe in God? Why did we have so much faith in a man that no longer existed? Why were we so quick to believe whatever religious facts are fed to us? Whether it be from a book, a priest, a deacon or the Pope himself there are certain things that can't be taught. You can't teach someone to trust God, just that they should. You can't teach someone that Jesus is our one and only savior, just tell them. You can't force someone to believe anything, they just do.
Religion isn't supposed to be fun and put on a stage with fog machines. Religion, your religion, is a sacred personal thing. It isn't tangible and it can't be proven it just is.
As I was reading these books and stories I thought about my own religion and why did I believe the things I did. I realized what made me believe wasn't because I was taught to, it was because I had seen it and witnessed it everyday. Life experience is what makes someone believe. Life is what gives us faith.
Why did we believe in God? Why did we have so much faith in a man that no longer existed? Why were we so quick to believe whatever religious facts are fed to us? Whether it be from a book, a priest, a deacon or the Pope himself there are certain things that can't be taught. You can't teach someone to trust God, just that they should. You can't teach someone that Jesus is our one and only savior, just tell them. You can't force someone to believe anything, they just do.
Religion isn't supposed to be fun and put on a stage with fog machines. Religion, your religion, is a sacred personal thing. It isn't tangible and it can't be proven it just is.
As I was reading these books and stories I thought about my own religion and why did I believe the things I did. I realized what made me believe wasn't because I was taught to, it was because I had seen it and witnessed it everyday. Life experience is what makes someone believe. Life is what gives us faith.
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Your eyes and smile
I can see from a mile
Your hair and hands
Are as soft as the Egyptian sands
I have fallen for perfection
Its like a love sick infecton
Your all that I think about
Your all that I dream about
Nothing else crosses my mind
Someone like you is hard to find
I don't mean to come off so strong
I know such young love may be wrong
But I'm down on my knees
just saying please
Stay here with me
Forever maybe even eternity
Suddenly things have changed
You had said yes once but now we've estranged
I close my eyes and take a breath
Trying desperately to hold onto what is left
But there is nothing there, so you say
No reason at all for either of us to stay.
So I will just hope and pray
For you to come back to me someday.
But the sky has become gray and dull
As withered as our love in all
The seasons have all come and gone
No hope of a new beginning on the horizon
As much as we may hope or pray
There is nothing left here, no reason to stay
The eyes of a new man catch my eye
My heart swells and so does the sky.
I can see from a mile
Your hair and hands
Are as soft as the Egyptian sands
I have fallen for perfection
Its like a love sick infecton
Your all that I think about
Your all that I dream about
Nothing else crosses my mind
Someone like you is hard to find
I don't mean to come off so strong
I know such young love may be wrong
But I'm down on my knees
just saying please
Stay here with me
Forever maybe even eternity
Suddenly things have changed
You had said yes once but now we've estranged
I close my eyes and take a breath
Trying desperately to hold onto what is left
But there is nothing there, so you say
No reason at all for either of us to stay.
So I will just hope and pray
For you to come back to me someday.
But the sky has become gray and dull
As withered as our love in all
The seasons have all come and gone
No hope of a new beginning on the horizon
As much as we may hope or pray
There is nothing left here, no reason to stay
The eyes of a new man catch my eye
My heart swells and so does the sky.
Sunday, August 26, 2012
Finding the Words
Once upon a time I couldn't breathe
All I did was feel hatred and seathe
Then you came along and changed the Earth and Sea
And all I can think of is the idea of you and me
You make me laugh and want to sing
You make me smile and want a ring
I hope and pray
That I make you feel the same way
When I hear your voice I forget the pain
I forget the past and it's infinitive reign
All I know is your here now
And everything is going to be ok from here on out
I am your's forever
The fates have brought us together
Two people from two different worlds
Finding each other and finding the words.
All I did was feel hatred and seathe
Then you came along and changed the Earth and Sea
And all I can think of is the idea of you and me
You make me laugh and want to sing
You make me smile and want a ring
I hope and pray
That I make you feel the same way
When I hear your voice I forget the pain
I forget the past and it's infinitive reign
All I know is your here now
And everything is going to be ok from here on out
I am your's forever
The fates have brought us together
Two people from two different worlds
Finding each other and finding the words.
Thursday, May 31, 2012
The Worst of Love
The worst of love
And the sorrow of a dove
The passion of a rebel
And the sanity of a pebble
The stillness of a stream
And the shrill of a scream
The heat of the night
And the cool of the light
The pain of his words
And the strike of his blows.
Don't want to go forwards
As the pain only rose
Up to my heart
Under my skin
Draining you out of my heart
All that is left is skin
And the sorrow of a dove
The passion of a rebel
And the sanity of a pebble
The stillness of a stream
And the shrill of a scream
The heat of the night
And the cool of the light
The pain of his words
And the strike of his blows.
Don't want to go forwards
As the pain only rose
Up to my heart
Under my skin
Draining you out of my heart
All that is left is skin
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