Dreams Are Rationed

I circle around the block in search of understanding and truth

Instead all that I find is abandonment and lost children

A bulk of lies and fraud with bright dreams and false hopes

Rationed opportunities and souls plagues by the hunger for more

Hungry

I am human. No more, no less.

So how can I be held lower than others

Or how can I be held higher than others?

With no God, who can judge me except myself?

Influenced by what most would call greed,

But isn’t it possible that I call it ambition?

Determination with a will that cannot be broken?

And motivated by my failures and persecution?

Hungry and I have yet to be satisfied.

Falling

One hand grasped to cherished memories

Another holding onto unrealistic dreams

I’m falling with no way to brace the impact

I’m falling, unwilling to let go and help myself

Chase The High

Chase the high, grasping toward freedom

Begging to forget, praying for ignorance

Stand still just to know you won’t face your past

Only letting the past catch up to you

Selfish

I need to find peace within myself

before I can expect to find peace with another.

A cluttered mind, confused and disoriented.

Walking through life blindly with clouded judgment.

A child at heart, naive and easily heart-broken.

First to love, quick to forget, last to leave,

and one to never give up until I have what I want.

I’m so god damn selfish.

In The Palm of Your Hand

You have me in the palm of your hand.

You have me in the palm of your hand.

You have me in the palm of your hand.

You have me in the palm of your hand.

Don’t drop me please.

Destiny Is Molded By Experiance

You’re walking through the night during a violent storm,

Faced with freezing cold rain, hail, and hurricane strength winds.

With each step you become weaker as if your legs are about to give,

Tears cover your beautiful face. I can see the fear in your eyes.

I can tell your questioning the path you’re walking,

Every inch is second guessing, not knowing if you can continue.

But please listen to me! Do not turn back, do not run.

Stand tall I keep progressing through the storm!

The sun is rising just ahead of you with it’s warm glow welcoming,

A promise of a new day and a stronger you!

A new person molded from pain, hurt, and suffering,

Destined to succeed and rise above the bad memory’s.

Destined to recreate yourself the way you wish.

Destined to live your life for you and no one else.

Destined to understand your part in this existence.

Destined to one day truly smile and be happy.