I can’t stop this rollercoster.

I love this line for so many reasons including the fact that it could be used in so many situations. The song older included so many different themes mainly about not wanted to get older and not being ready to get older. Even not have closers on your childhood. “guess my childhood is over now i’m taking down my poster and i’m putting all my things into a box next t...

This song is about meeting someone and getting the biggest crush on them. It starts with small talk and slight laughing. Smiles and eye contact. All leaving you with the bubbly feeling in your stomach and blush on your face. Then you go home and wonder if they felt the same when meeting you. You stay up wondering and thinking about them. Do they love someone else? What do they think of you? Will t...

The thing is, the town isn’t really as wonderful as they’re describing it. Small towns rarely are; the people make it so. But they’re right about the beauty of the nature around them - the trees that go on forever, the colors of the leaves in autumn. The important thing is that the women believe the town is beautiful, and wonderful, and a good place to call home. Believing in it is what makes it s...

My love was real,

But I had my doubts.

What did you want?

I never knew it was getting out.

I stood true to my love,

Until I saw the signs.

We were losing touch,

Slowly, I lost you as mine.

Our relationship crumbled,

And I didn’t know what to do.

Feelings dulled,

I left what we had, all because of you.

I hope you’re happy,

Though I feel despair.

There is no love,

And only hate, in my air....

I’m not happy with the life I live

Floating on a driftwood easy reality

Life without happiness to give

Drink away the pain a 9 to 5 decrees

Pump it into me, the feelings

That I rely on to succeed

Grab for the top, weighing down the links

That hold together my life, it’s an easy read

Can I stay fulfilled while my soul is killed?

I want to go but I can’t leave all my goals

Send them all a...

The misty window opens,

All can now look in,

All would now know what happens,

And see the mans sin,

Skin as cold as snow,

Flaking like ash,

The car hums,

The man hums,

The air wanders in stroking him,

His hand caressing the wheel,

Now everyone could see,

The window revealed all,

He kicks the pedal suddenly,

The engine roars,

Now he’s finally free…

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I titled the poem the...

She was youthful.

Walking around,

Head in the clouds,

Imagining the world ahead of her.

He observed her.

As radiant as the sun,

And shielded her away from the clouds,

Away from the obscurity.

She was lost.

Tangling herself in a web of lies,

Telling herself that it would be different,

Convincing herself to stay, too many times.

He walked a thousand miles for her.

Patient, as she broke down once...

The only thing louder than the artillery around them, was the sound of their own beating hearts. They stand in the trenches, boots buried deep in mud and blood, waiting for the sound to charge.

The whistle blows and the company of soldiers scurry out of the trench into the fields of death.

As the men charge forward meeting machine gun fire, an unlucky soldier steps onto a landmine. He is not f...

She was too much, but she was also too little

She was an overachiever who was never enough

There was a beast inside her, festering, biding its time, gaining it’s strength

And she never wanted to let it out

She wanted to hide it away, because that was what they told her to do

She’d long since learned that guaranteed love is a lie

And that earning love was a false hope

But she didn’t want love anymo...

I sit in the quiet,

Alone with my thoughts.

There’s no distraction,

Nowhere to hide.

I’m stripped bare to the nakedness of self reflection.

This was the gift of a stranger who came in the night

And left behind a hole where once I hid

But only when it was full.

My thoughts wander

As I wonder

What it is to breathe

What it is to be me...