Heavy Words

what if its an avid listener
who's at fault
No sap in sight
Head's always up
and if in it,
it's alway knee deep
Tnen goodbye's won't allieviate
Only erases the the history
Depending on the time
it could take awhile, but for now
Head down,
Sap in sight.

It's in you already, just make the move.

Dark part of the mirror

Rain falls from his ceiling, and pours from his eyes.
Deep down inside, mother loves and provides.
Father is vague, can not be found.
The seat is filled by an angry soul.
Through his iris, a window he see's.
Another like him greeted with hugs and love
Reality slams, and only the stepfather's backhand and impact
awaits.
no comfort during the storms and his heart and eyes.
He feels as though he is going blind, but his eyes are
blurred with just tears of sadness, and stabbed hope.
No love, when the mother is out with another.
He's young and only knows himself and what he's endured.
Soon his tears become puddles and engulfs his heart,
head under and hand still on the faucet.
He falls with the rain and escapes from his pain.

Thieves Of Hearts

Thieves Of Hearts we know them as.
The hearts they take using victim's weakness,
Like the effect of gravity, its always beauty.
Elegant and yet so witty moving through the tides
in the wind.
Only a few survive, the one's with determination and vigour
seeping from there iris's
Thieves Of Hearts feed from the weak.

Palladium Boots. Detroit Thrives. I got mines

Life's neighbor, tornadoe

It's tough to wake up and not a common grace but I was able to do it this morning.
The being lays on my back so he/she could stare up at the ceiling and think, one of the thoughts," Only the strong survive" is that phrase just a myth or a piece from a folktail. The strengh is still needed to to rise up.
Its tough to stay sain in this crazy world but who wants to lose it all, once you fall in your in. Theres usually no tight rope to pull you out of the quick sand. In the long span, train your mind and love thy self, even on the rainy days.

The blog for 10/8

Hmm yesterday was a beautiful day, but I ended up busy thruough out the day helping my god-mother with her deck. There was nothing really spectacular about the day, well I did go to shop-rite to pick up a few things and a trip was made to home depot. Pretty non action packed day if you ask me

Today was a breeze ( shrug)

I had smooth day and pretty cool day at work. Before going to work I listened to some cool violen orchestra on an unknown station, music was soothing. Started off by stringing two tennis racquets, labeling, then met the coolest Russian woman. This was my second encounter with a woman from Russia, the first pissed my soul off," rude is all hell." I even told her that and she laughed.

I'll make the move

I'll keep you closer 
Here you are on the other side
In the middle is a canyon
I'll send a smile playing my heart 
On one knee, head up from the start
I could barely see you over there 
Look it you , hair flowing over there
I'll keep sending these sounds 
That seed from my from soul
And want you to connect 
There's still a crater between us, 
So I'll close my eyes and dance with 
You in the ballroom
I'll step first and 
knee deep I'm in with you 
No kiss, I just you want you closer
And if your not in the mood. I'll lead you all the way , I'll keep playing from afar till your silhouette decays 

Can it be

Can it be

can it be the feeling, when 
my heart hits the ceiling, 
can it be the thought of  friends with tears clogging when I look at the night sky 
Can it be the water in the vase, or the filler in the tooth 
Or hands over head, passion in the booth.
Can it be the glimmer in ours through the good and  bad, or how our iris's meet after the mad and sad
Switch the scene, can it be the the moment or the hurt from the looking back from the rear view as I drive away. 

Time transformed

I just hope I When I get old 
I gain the wisdom of a sage
Never lost in any maze
Arrows flying they won't phase, neither graze
Through the smoke and haze 
In my eyes you can gaze 
 
Only with time, and trust It became possible
. Now the night skies and stars 
Illuminate at while the walk is takin 
To the twin mountains silhouette. 
No name for this

Vibrant

My hearts throbbing and turning 
Controlling me like a key,
with every turn
She's  like honey to a bee 
Yea, I'm flying 
Though you got me feeling free
 
Insecure, ok that's cool 
I'll be here sun up, sun down

The reason I Love Music..
Fabolous, You've done it again dude. I am going to be listening to this heavy in my whip, You already.
I hear your statement," There is no competition."

Axe

Ha ha ha... :-D . This is one of the funniest commercials I have ever seen, I laughed every time I watched it. I even showed it to my boss and co-workers and they thought the same...check this out.
check it out at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bevJr3Ra84Q

Heartbeat=Strength

Born so small.
Were easy to fall.

Can't even stop a vision from clear drops.
Cycle of thoughts, thininking and thinking.

Tired of the way, thinking comes to a halt.
Through time the continuous flow in eye is drained.

Escape, no.
we grow.

Like a big heart.
The beating ECHOES out.

Embracing the heart.
Nothing stands in the way.

Beat like your heart.

Second semester is one tough semester, my classes are constantly making think twice about my major and future career. In that class I sit there and wonder," is this really for." It doesn't make me sad or mad but just causes me to think and question myself. I'm not the kind of person to quit on anything, but i feel as though I'm going to have to make a choice soon, whether I like it or not. I guess this is apart of life.