Fleeting
Will you watch the next sunrises and the rain at dawn
With me, with hopes of tranquility, with nothing else to yearn for
The smell of the sea that dampens our senses
And that sweet nothingness, that cold emptiness
That tears the chains inside apart, pulling us farther from our selves
And closer towards being together, of days to think of us, of ours
Bit of a thought, if ever you cannot return, or I'm not found
Keep on your sails raised and your boat afloat
Move towards the land where you'll be welcomed with warmth
And let me be cradled in the arms of the welcoming forever
You may send tears and I may bite my lips and whimper
But do know as much as I want you to remember
I wish that you won't, that we'll just be memories buried
Let it be the fluttering heartbeat of the soil where you stand
As I watch you grow older and as I fade away from your mind
May the last thing you think of is yourself that time
The fleeting moments were enough to appease my hunger
Of us, remembering ours, you and I with hands clasped together.
I wish I could fly away.
Sometimes, I wish I could fly away.
To someplace where I could stay.
A place where I can be happy,
and not worry about the people around me.
Sometimes, I wish I could fly away.
The world has so many paths, leading me "astray"
That's what my parents would say
Sometimes, I wish I could fly away.
Trying to keep the violent thoughts at bay
Good thoughts I try to convey
Hoping the two can meet halfway.
Sometimes, I want to fly away.
My world is different shades of gray.
I constantly feel like I'm stuck at a gateway
Waiting on the positive rays.
Sometimes, I fly away.
Seeing a new place of play
A place I won't be betrayed
A place that never has a rainy day.
Where I can be a happy little runaway.
So I will wait, until the day I can fly away.
Pen to Late Paper
Anger is boiling.
Voice is roaring.
Thoughts are destroying.
Heart is poisoning.
Heat is scorching.
Humans are gorging.
Hope they are enjoying.
Time is running.
It's not funny.
Only in my 20's.
Can't see where I'm going.
I am slowing.
It stopped not showing.
Moving the oceans.
Earth is responding to my emotions.