Friday, November 13, 2009

Good Friends

Your voice pierces my ears,
And evey thought in my head.
You provoke my words,
And cause me demise.
I want to start a new,
And be friends with you,
But I can't.
I was wrong for yelling at you,
And telling you lies.
Why can't I let this go?
It is stupid of me, ya know.
Life will go on,
My wounds will heal,
And you will forget me.
You will move on,
And so will I.
But you will always be a memory,
Of a good friend.

Wednesday, October 7, 2009

Chapter 1 Continued

I had thought nothing of it do to the fact that I was four and was thinking it was just another normal visit. When we pulled up I saw a lot of other kids that seemed to be around my age. A few of them seemed familiar and many of them didn’t. Out of all the people there I was quickly able to pick out my cousin. He had an extravagant birthday hat on and everyone seemed to focus on him. My mother pulled me out of the car and told me to go join the other kids. To me there backyard seemed like such a foreign place. It was full of kids and adults. There were balloons and decorations as far as a four year olds eye could see. It was like a dream come true, but the problem was I had thought it was all for me. I was having the time of my life. I played in the bouncy house, I had gotten a balloon animal, and I was allowed to eat all the junk food I wanted.

Finally it came time to unwrap presents. I watched as this mountain of gifts was revealed. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. My eyes were quickly glued to the present wrapped in the blue poke-a-dotted wrapping paper with a strategically placed red ribbon off to the side so it was easy to open. It all came back to me; it was the same gift that I had “helped” my mother wrap. It was the foot long bright red fire truck of my dreams. Without even thinking I sat next to my cousin while my mom handed me the gift. At the time I didn’t hear her because I was too focused on the present I was about to receive but she said something along the lines of give this to Jason and wish him a happy birthday. The minute that present reached my hands there was a loud banging sound. I had pushed my cousin from grabbing the present out of my hands and he hit the ground with one loud bang. I paid no attention to what was going on around me and ripped it open. Sure enough I was right; sitting in front of me was that bright red fire truck.

Lying next to me on the ground was my cousin. He had cracked his skull open on the brick walk way. When all had fallen quiet I had finally looked over at my cousin to see what had happened. My smile quickly withered away as I saw blood surrounding him. Not two-seconds later the ambulance arrived. They had swiftly placed my cousin on a gurney and carried him away. The silence was broken as I heard many voices cloud my head. Voices of anger and sorrow filled the once happy environment. Tears had so quickly fallen from my cheeks to the ground. Everything that once was so clear had become all bleary and distorted. My mother had soon pulled me out of there and buckled me into to the car seat. She told me everything was going to be ok don’t worry, but even at the age of four I had a doubtful feeling about that.

Friday, August 28, 2009

Chapter 1

I started to write a story...and I want to know what you think since its sorta long I will post a bit each day. :) Feel free to comment.

Title: Final Day


The day, it all fell to pieces.



I wasn’t quite sure what day it was anymore; all I knew was that my life was running out. It’s really true when they say your life flashes before your eyes. To me it seemed more like a story that god wanted me to learn from. As I sat there I reminisced on the memories that played out before me.

The first thing that seemed to pop into my head was all the way back to my early days. I was four years old and was just invited to my first birthday party. Granted at the time I had no idea what one was but I went along with it. I had gone with my mother to get my cousin Jason a birthday present. At the time Jason was about a year older than me so my mom had asked me what I had liked. She had told me to go pick something out and bring it to her.

At that age I was in love with fire trucks so; I picked out the coolest fire truck that I had wanted for about a month. My mom had seemed pleased with the selection because she had just smiled at me and rubbed my head. When we had gotten home that day she had helped me wrap the present up for my cousin. I was confused I didn’t understand why she had bought me this gift and wrapped it up. A week had passed and I had completely forgotten about the gift. She packed the present up in the car and placed me in my car seat and told me we were going to visit my cousin.

Friday, April 24, 2009

Shadow

After the day is done,
While the sun sleeps,
When you se a shadow,
Though you might be scared,
Shadows are every where.

Until the day breaks,
Since shadows are still here,
As long as you hide your head,
Before you get scared,
Shadows are every where.

Rather then sitting there worried,
Until you realize what it is,
When it disappears,
As long as you face your fears,
Just know shadows are every where.

After the sun sets again,
Then as more shadows appear,
Even though you still might be scared,
As long as you remember,
Shadows are every where.

Fallen'

I've got a story to tell you all
Now stop breathen' down my neck that's all
Your suffocating me I'm fallen from the stars
Fallen out of your reach
Now I dont' think that I can tell you at all
Fallen, fallen, fallen out of your reach
Fallen, fallen, fallen out of your grasp
I'm fallen down a road I dont't know
I'm losing my grasp
I've fallen out
Fallen out of time
I'm fallen away from you

I'm fallen down a road I've never seen
I'm walking away from the crime which is you
You started it all now I'm ending it all
Good bye
Good bye
Good bye
Goota get way, gotta get away from this place
You started it all I'm ending it all
That's that
Now face the fact now face the facts I'm not coming back to you
You started it all I'm ending it all
Good bye.

You and Your Issues

I don’t want to do this
Why do you tell such lies?
You’re my friend one day
You always have to have your way
Cuz it’s true
Don’t say you don’t cuz you do
It doesn’t have to be this way
But I have no other choice
You’re always there to silence my voice

So I say shut up don’t want to hear it
Shut up you know it’s not true
I have my way
And I know it’s better then being with you
Shut up don’t want to hear it
Shut up you know it’s not true
Shut up no cares about you

I hear words
I have feelings
I have friends
You’re the one who needs the pity
You won’t get it from me

I’m sick of this
We’re sick of this
No one gives a damn but you
And you know it’s true
Hear my words
Feel my feelings
Why should I take this shit from you?

Sooooo shut up don’t want to hear you
Shut up no ones in the mood
Shut up your aren’t right


Fuck you all and go to hell