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Posted by akrafton September 7, 2008 8:09 PM (60 reads)
I took a stroll to clear my thoughts Over the hill where the cattle walks Finally away from the noise I hear It was then that I finally felt the tears
The salty sadness flowing down Past my cheeks, over my frown Crickets chirping as the sun gently sets I stare at the clouds, feel my regrets
The wrong paths I continue to turn The major one where I never learn I stand and stare at the grassy knoll The cool breeze starts to take its toll
Cheeks are red from the tears and cold Yet I continue to stand, refuse to fold How I crave to lift up float away From this world I know every day
The desire to leave becomes so strong But then there’s a voice tells me I’m wrong I just wonder what more I can possibly take I already live with the choices I make
I’m told my euphoria doesn’t exist Isn’t that just a cruel sick little twist Why continue on if that is the fact Parading around this stupid act
Composed now I turn and go home A final prayer to finally be shown The path I should follow to continue on So I no longer wish to only be gone
Posted by akrafton September 5, 2008 12:11 AM (51 reads)
I want to take away your pain, your stress, your strife I want to fill you with joy, love, complete your life You deserve so much more than what you currently live Never have you received, you just continue to give
Selfless, caring, sensitive to all that you know You bear your smile, never let the strain show Yet all this giving is wearing you down And through your smile, I can see your frown
I can feel your pain, frustration and despair Craving respect, wanting all of them to care About the tension they are creating in your days If they just did as they should it would all go away
I crave with all my heart for your happiness to flourish Your soul and spirit and love to be nourished All your wishes, desires and needs to be satisfied Never again for your patience to be tried
Posted by akrafton August 15, 2008 11:35 PM (68 reads)
Ever question everything that you thought was true Wondering the purpose in everything you do Do you feel alone and empty in your heart Waiting for the love and happiness to start
Wishing to escape to a place free of life’s stress Where you don’t have to worry about being the best Free from emotions, heavy burdens we bear Wanting to feel that someone really cares
It’s at these times I turn to the simplest things Like a butterfly floating on spotted wings Sunsets golden in comforting hues Or feeling the evenings settling dew
A roller coaster it seems this life that I have One moment happy the next so very sad A happy balance is what I wish could find Instead of this forever wandering questioning mind
Posted by akrafton August 7, 2008 1:53 PM (61 reads)
The little purple pig went flying through the air Drifting along without a single care A dream to fly she has always had To feel happy and free and never sad
Not sure how she got here, she continues to soar Enjoying the feeling, she only wants more Her little twisted tail wiggling with delight A smile across her face on her virgin flight
“What are you doing?” she hears in the corner of her mind “Flying around like you have all this time?” A magenta giraffe is speaking directly to her Still trying to focus, he seems in a blur
“What do you mean?” she asks ever so calm “What’s there to do besides floating around?” She rolls over, tummy now soaking up the sun Arms backstroking, having so much fun
“There are things to do, people to see” “No time for your thinking of ME ME ME” “Your selfish ways really need to stop” The giraffe snorts, “This is over the top”
Seeing clearly now, the pig floats by the giraffe Looking in his eyes, as she begins to laugh “Take life too serious, and surely you will die” “Stressing and anxious, all you can do is cry”
“I’ve lived that life once” she continues to speak “Moping and crying for weeks and weeks” “Now I will do as I have always desired” “Which is keep on floating higher and higher”
Drifting higher she leaves the giraffe below Smiling and merry, letting her happiness show Here and there if you’re lucky you’ll see A floating purple pig bursting with glee