Monday, August 31, 2009

Forget

As I try to forget you, you never get left behind
I erase the memories but it's like your embedded into my mind
I tell myself, she doesn't feel the same, that feeling is gone
It was of the past, it's time to move on
But yet your still there, every time I think about this thing called love
I can't look at another woman without you I'm thinking of
So I ask do you still feel something? I need to know the answer
Just to get past this situation, so I can forget her

Thursday, August 20, 2009

At the Soul of the Universe

Walk into my mind, explore my thoughts,
Look into my memories and see what sets me apart,
From all the others you knew from the start.
The ones who make you believe their lies & taint your dreams,
Take away your purity and disrupt your beliefs,
Make you think there is nothing important besides his needs.
But I'm here to release that queen the one who runs my kingdom,
I'll let you rule the world, include the universe and anything else beyond.
Just guide the stars that orbit my soul into your love filled milky way,
Light the path with solar flares to your heart that will brighten my day.
I promise to you, I'll always hold you down and keep you close,
To my heart while I liberate your soul .

Kinda rusty...


Wednesday, August 5, 2009

I Guess

I look back at the kid I once was, a dreamer an outkast
Well I still am and it will stay like that, makes me better I guess
It brings out the real me, the one for who I really am
We go hand in hand, like fishes to the ocean
When I am alone it puts me at ease, not a care in the world
But lately it's been different, I guess it's me turning old
New traits have been added, new paths to follow
New ways of thinking, Less Daydreams and not as mellow
I do more around the house putting all childish things to a corner
I slowly kiss 'em goodbye as my heart slowly morns 'em
By passing day I grow more wiser and more artificial
I don't want to let go, don't want to say bye, emotions become sacrificial
On rides that lead back home
My sister asks me what wrong george? I tell her I don't know
I look distracted yet I don't have any thought on my brain
The times where there is thought, my composure I try to maintain
I try to bring back that kid with the things that satisfied the thirst
Nothing can revive the old mind, forever immersed
In a box I call memories until the I am more aged
They will be revived but it just wouldn't be the same
Now it's time to look on the bright-side of this change
I will be more focused on how I want my life to be arranged
My main goal would be to provided for wife and kids
Be the the father that mine failed to be, run smooth with my wife without any skids
Live good, live with no remorse, nothing but peace
until my time comes to a stop, my time to cease
I will whisper my last words to my wife, goodbye my love
Last flashes of life and thoughts on this poem I wrote of
So I looked at the good and the bad of this change
Can't say it's bad, can't complain
Can't say it will happen maybe it's a request
Just being the daydreamer & outkast I am I guess