What we’re doing every day,
Only trying to make our way,
Through our thoughts and things we say,
What we like and what we may.
Writing started long ago,
As a manner to express,
To tell someone: “I love you so”,
And “I’ll never love you less”.
When we were parted…
The wind rustles through the trees,
The pain, more than conscience sees.
I’m just a bird that’s already flown away,
There’s nothing you can do to make me stay,
I have this longing that’s impossible to ignore,
Still, there’s so much that I’ve got left in store.
My soul is soaring high above the clouds,
My mind is making its way to the sun and moon,
My soul is about to reach the stars,
I’m afraid they’ll both reach too soon.
Wrote this quite some time ago, and only just found it back on my dusty, old laptop... Thought I might as well post it... please comment and be honest, harsh, mean, nice or anything else you chose to be! Oh, and don't forget to put in some advice! ! !
As a child grows it develops,
Ideas and dreams start to form,
Wants and needs show their presence,
Goals are still hiding from the storm,
I hope you never take anything for granted,
That life treats you right,
I hope you never regret that you’ve acted,
And always live in the light.
The sky is black, but I’ve never felt more comfortable then tonight,
One star resembles my trust, it’s a breathtaking sight,
Other stars are nowhere to be seen, in this black sky,
But I don’t miss them in the slightest, why oh why?