Hey, there!

Hey there, Hidey Ho.
Little girl, with her smiling doe.
Hey there, Hidey Ho.
Little boy, swinging to and fro.
Hey there, Hidey Ho.
Old lady, with a bow.
Hey there, Hidey Ho.
Old man, on a bench.
Hey there, Hidey Ho.
Bar girl, called a wench.
Hey there, Hidey Ho.
This is pointless, I know.

Close of a Day

The sun setting is almost sad-

The light fades... something is ending...,

But the colors paint the sky,

And it's the stars God's sending...

The closing of a day,

The sky an infinite maroon!

The blues drip and melt,

And sparkles glitter with the moon...

The last bit of crimson fades,

A blanket of purple lay;

And it's beautiful-

The close of another day.

Why You Cried

If you ache inside,

Wait a moment,

Take a stride,

And maybe, just maybe,

You'll find the reason why you cried.

My Relief

The knife in my heart-

Put there by the ones that pulled it out-

I was confused from the start,

But always thought I would be strong...

I guess that's only part...

My sin and my salvation;

It's awful when you know the truth,

But could I find a new conclusion?

No, what's real is real, and this is it-

This, the purpose for my execution.

I just can't breathe;

The knife is bleeding out my life,

But I can't leave...

So I stay with the dagger in my heart...

I guess death will be my relief.

I Smile

Have you ever seen the sunrise?

Orange, purple, yellow paint the sky,

Waving the moon and stars goodbye!

And the magic is the reason why...

I smile.

I once listened to a thunderstorm-

Lashing rain and flashing through the night;

It rumbled and wept til the morn...

"And then there was light..."

I smile.

Standing on a sandy seashore,

Dusk setting in with a chilling breeze;

The silence... beautiful... The ocean even more...,

And the peace there is hard to believe.

I smile.

Just sitting at home all alone,

A book, a comfortable chair,

An average day I have to my own,

Running my hand through my hair,

I smile.

Words

All I have is words-

Flying like birds,

Spoken to the wind;

Murmured again and again,

Brushed passed in a river,

Flowing away forever;

Receding through the sea;

Whipped away and flying free!

Dissipating like mist...

The memory of a kiss...

All I have is words,

But if you want them, they're yours.

My Wolf, My Angel

Shiver from the cold
Blue eyes, like crystals
Stare at me from the woods
Frozen still, watching
Shakes its head, wanders off
My wolf.
My guardian.
My angel.

A Book

A/N This was written while listening to a song by ThePianoGuys. Recently, I seem to find inspiration from them. :]

A book, the scent of age and knowledge;
A loving hand, gentle, holding close;
A window, brightly portraying autumn foliage;
A page, kept by a single, ancient rose;

A love, never forgot but long, long lost;
A book, the gift from one akin to another-
The last, cherished at such a cost;
She would never love another.

Just Smile

A/N Composed while listening to ThePianoGuys's "The Cello Song"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ry4BzonlVlw&list=UUmKurapML4BF9Bjtj4RbvXw&index=8&feature=plcp
It's absolutely beautiful. I suggest listening :3


Morning light,
Shining all the while
I wake up,
And I just want to smile.

White, ice snow,
Gathered in a pile
Snow angels!
And I just want to smile.

A rainy day,
I have to walk a mile
I see it glisten,
And I just want to smile.

A garden,
I walk each and every aisle
Flowers, butterflies,
And I just want to smile.

The average, every day,
The same, all the while
But why should it be average?
So I decide to smile.

The Werewolf

A/N Composed while listening to ThePianoGuys's "Moonlight"
 http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DRVvFYppU0w
~highly recommends ThePianoGuys~


Moonlight shines,
Drips like ice cold snow,
Lighting your way through shivering woods;
The only place, your place to go

Wind breezes past,
Bringing the scent of earth,
There, a stream of crystal diamonds;
This is your place, your place of birth

Wolves howl distantly,
Calling your desires achingly,
A ragged breath tears out, you fall to your paws;
You go, howling back, running free

The Werewolf

Cherish

When was the last time that we both felt love?
Did we lose the things that made us smile everyday?
I'm scared, I can't come close to you anymore.
And that's why I buried myself so far away.

I was scared, I was lost and you weren't here for me.
That's when I lied and said that "I'm fine".
You were already safe in someone's heart.
Even though, sometimes I wished it were mine.

Forever, I will stay,
If we can, we must try.
I will never leave your side...
Until the end of time.
Here I am, holding out my hand,
I'm reaching for you.

I sometimes find myself daydreaming,
Yearning to be in your arms, to feel your heartbeat.
But those dreams are quickly shattered, broken,
By the cold emptiness that rains on me in sheets.


Forever, I will stay,
If we can, we must try.
I will never leave your side...
Until the end of time.
Here I am, holding out my hand,
I'm reaching for you.

Fate

They say, life has many paths.
The sad, the broken,
The dreamy, the loved.

They say, you must be happy.
Even if you sacrifice,
Even if you break hearts.

They say, you can lose everything.
Even if you think you have it all.
Even if you think you're happy.

You do things because you want to be happy,
But you end up hurting people.
But you end up breaking people.

You do things for people who you love,
But you might just be lost in the past.
But you might just be lost in what you've done.


They say, life has many paths.
The sad, the broken,
The dreamy, the loved.


They say a rose represents love.
But what if it means something else?
But what if it represents fate?

Petals dropped, become wounds.
The red, seeping blood.
The red, dripping love.

They say, fate doesn't exist.
But you know it does.
But you know it lives.

But you know, your fate might be up to one small little girl,
Holding your fate in her hands.
Holding, along with a red rose.

Falling

We've all felt it.
You're up late.
Working, studying, watching a movie, reading on the computer.
Doesn't matter what you're doing, it's the feeling you get.
You're tired, your eyes burn and have the gritty feeling you get after not sleeping for a while.

Okay.
You can't crawl into bed right now, but close your eyes for a couple of minutes?
Try to get a little moisture back into your eyes.
That couldn't hurt anything, right?

Then you're falling.
Like stepping off a cliff, you're in free fall, though your body isn't even moving.

Then like a bungee cord snapping back, you're jerking awake.
Your heart is thumping a little faster, blinking quickly and wondering what happened.

Doctors call it a hypnagogic jerk.
A natural reaction, they say, to your brain thinking your dying,
When your heartrate and breathing slow as you fall asleep.

What they don't know is, your brain is right.
Every time you let yourself nod off,
Every time you feel that 'falling' sensation,
you're not falling.
You're being pulled down.

And one day, your brain won't be able to pull you back up.

Gone

I need to get out of here.
Go, go somewhere where people don't know I exist.
Where people don't know my lies,
Where people don't know my face.

I need to get out of here.
Away, away from this world, where I suffocate.
Where I drown in the lies.
Where I burn in the flames.

I need to get out of here.
Build, build a living where I can start again.
Where I can redo my life.
Where I can be perfect.

I need to get out of here.
Out, out of my head, where the voices are.
Where the voices scream.
Where I scream.

I need to get out of here.
And let, let the tears of blood fall slowly,
Let my blood trickle slowly.
Let my pain fade away.

I need to get out of here.
Go, go somewhere where I don't ever have to say sorry.
Where I don't ever have to be hit.
Where I don't ever have to cry.

I need to get out of here.
Go, go to a utopia where I don't have to bleed to feel alive.
Where I don't have to hurt to feel alive.
Where I don't need to cry to feel alive.

I will get out of here.
Gone, gone to a world where I can smile.
Where my mind is quiet.
Where I am dead.

I am out of here.
Gone, gone.

Awaken

I blew bubbles, watching the colourful spheres float away.
When was the last time I felt so happy?
What was the last time I felt so happy?
Behind the serious face you hold a smile.
I blew bubbles into your face, giggling,
light-headed, blushing, smiling.
And you get up, taking the wand from me.
I watch you, as you blew them back,
your sweet breath now, I lack.
How long has it been, since I first fell in love?
In love with you, in love for you.
You broke forth with a smile too.
Falling, faster than ever.
You've gone through two girls while I've been here.
How long more will you burst my bubbles?
I've loved you, and you haven't known.
How long more will you hold my delicate dreams in your hands?
Those smooth, worn hands I long to hold.
How long more will you keep me lovesick?

A Place Where We're Free

A place in the world

For you and for me

A place to unwind

To live and to be

To talk and to listen

A place where we're free

 

 

A place in the world

Where everything's us

A place to relax

To do what we want, without any fuss

A place that is love

Where everything's trust

 

 

A place in the world

A place to escape to

To talk and to listen

A place when you're blue

To do what you want

A place just for you

 

 

A place in the world

It's just what I need

A place that is me

To sit and to bleed

To lick my wounds clean

It's just what you need

 

 

A place in the world

For you and for me

A place to unwind

To live and to be

To talk and to listen

A place where we're free

Helena

How far can you go for love?
Even if you know you'll have nothing in the end...
Living for that vision, breathing for the memory of that face.
Every heartbeat brings you closer to what you'll never have.
Never see, never touch, never stop craving.
An everlasting pilgrimage to nowhere.

True love

Women are women,
regardless of sex,
Men are men,
In the same respects,
You can be both,
or a mix of the two
Or you can be neither,
If that's what suits you.
But people are people,
whatever their parts,
And what really matters,
is inside out hearts.

Therapy

You're having a hard day.
You've flunked your tests.
Your assignment is late.
You're being screamed at.
You dread the lash of scolding.
You've had a hard day.
You don't want to go on.
You need the pain, the drugs.
The alcohol, the intoxicants.
You hate life, and you just want to end it.
Now.
Close your eyes.
And clench your right hand,
into a fist.
As hard as possible.
Now let go,
extend your fingers,
and place them over your heart.
Feel that?
That's called purpose.
You're alive for a reason.
Don't give up.