For Ariana

Sing out everything. My soul screams 

Reach out relieve me. Remedy 

She’s all smiles and good intentions, 

her soul sings out my direction 

Her melody concedes all but heaven 

And joy to all the joyless 

light towards all the hopeless

Shine out my sweet beacon, reach out, your kindness listens, sing out

your voice envisioned 

Stay please, and stay the aura of pure love, 

I’ll take all that’s given 

Pour Out Secrets

Rain clouds the stars from above
Pour out secrets, come undone
Sunshine lightens the way
Sunshine’s her smile on the darkest day

Inhale, exhale for me
Take a shot of this high life fantasy
Straight up dance to the symphony
Alive feel your hearts own dexterity

Smoke rises, the blood pumps in your veins
Eyes close, really what remains?
Sing out, sing out your ecstasy
Raise it, your life’s mediocrity

Inhale, exhale for me
Take a shot of this high life fantasy
Straight up dance to the symphony
Alive feel your hearts own dexterity

No melody soothing
No harmony moving
No darkness swinging to the rhythm of this strange new conformity

Reach out, live for another
Run now, run out forever
Flow down, water is falling
Flow down, flow now your cunning
Secrets, set you free

Purple Skies

Purple skies
Make velvet lies
Softly touching
All encompassing

There’s no shelter
Hide from the weather
Weather our lives
Encounter the skies
whether the stars
Refuse to shine
Or rise so bright
To give forgiving light
That bends, that lengthens
That slows the forsaken
brother, the mistaken mother
Float onto nothing,
purple now disgusting,
swimming in the gray
The skies fade away
Bring on the thunder
Drown in the wonder
Live Unforgiven
Forgive the unliving

Jay

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Some Dark Room, Some Bright Summit

Why why should I ever be kind to anyone? Why does it matter? Not only do these small acts of kindness wither into nothing but fading memories, many times they are so insignificant to the that person. I still want to be kind, I want to be helpful, I want to be appreciated, I want to be liked. This is why even though time and time again I wear my heart out on my sleeve it becomes crushed and stamped down into nothing. Help, someone help. I want to help because I want to be helped. I want to be recused from the sinking inevitability of a lonely future. Good acts aren’t lasting even if people say they are. The only thing that I have ever found lasting is the memories of my strongest emotions. Standing at the top of those snow covered mountains with with three friends is the most complete Ive felt in ages. This weekend I felt like I wasn’t alone. Thanks so much for just being a good friend, you and everyone else. I know when I get all emotional on people it creeps them out, but just so you know just having good friends makes me feel very grateful.

Paul Played Guitar

Paul played guitar
John raised the bar
For every other runner in our school
Steve got it right
gave us a fright
That night he jumped the rail and stormed the field
I wasted time
In my future life
Dreaming bout the days that never were

And now the years pass by
So don’t ask why
I just

Need to start living
Keep on forgivin
Before its gone and were out of time
How could 12 whole years pass by without another day?
Well hold on tight
You’re doing me right
The world gonna pass us by
So Grab my hand
close your eyes
Baby enjoy the ride

It was that summer when
I started giving in
She had this pretty little smile I’ll never forget
We were out one night
God i was feeling right
Rolling in the grass all over her

Paul took a bow
As he wowed the crowd
That girl was sitting in the front row
Now he’s giving in
Not thinking when
That girl slipped him something to think about

And while me and her were kissing
Paul was wishing that we would never grow up
he said…

I Need to start living
Keep on forgivin
Before its gone and were out of time
How could 12 whole years pass by without another day?
Well hold on tight
You’re doing me right
The world gonna pass us by
So Grab my hand
close your eyes
Baby enjoy the ride

Now everything’s changing
The world keeps phasing
Till there’s nothing left there to surprise
It took 12 whole years to learn to enjoy the ride
Now comes goodbye

Paul plans his life
Hopes to have a wife
John lives each moment as they come his way
Steve gives it all
Won’t drop the ball
For anyone or anyway
Now I’m looking at
the aftermath
Of what I was and who I am

And although it’s frightening,
It’s still exciting to think that tomorrow’s another day

Need to start living
Keep on forgivin
Before its gone and were out of time
How could 12 whole years pass by without another day?
Well hold on tight
You’re doing me right
The world gonna pass us by
So Grab my hand
close your eyes
Baby enjoy the ride

The Versatile Blogger Award

I am happy to accept this award and thank Eric Alagan at “Written Words Never Die” <http://ericalaganfanclub.wordpress.com/&gt; for this nomination it means a lot to me.

 

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Below are the conditions upon which I am to accept this award.

Thank the Person Who Nominated You

Post Seven Unique Things About Yourself

Nominate Fifteen Other Bloggers

Seven Things About Me

  1. I am a senior in high school in State College, Pennsylvania
  2. I plan on studying engineering or medicine in college with a minor in English
  3. I am a face-off man for the school lacrosse team
  4. I am a confirmed Catholic
  5. I wait tables at Texas Roadhouse
  6. I write all of my tasks for the next day on a whiteboard that’s mounted in my room
  7. I am an avid guitar and harmonica player

My Fifteen Nominations

  1. http://autumnsunshineandgabrielleangel.wordpress.com/
  2. http://makesomethingmondays.wordpress.com/2012/01/21/wondrous-talent/
  3. http://poetryproject2015.wordpress.com/2012/01/21/ahem-with-all-due-respect/
  4. http://crocodilesarepolite.wordpress.com/2012/01/20/andres-valerio/
  5. http://strataflora.com/2012/01/20/constellation/
  6. http://2012artproject.wordpress.com/
  7. http://shawndclark.wordpress.com/2012/01/20/day-18-living-in-our-spaces/
  8. http://juwannadoright.wordpress.com/2012/01/20/on-being-left-handed/
  9. http://kparkerdesign.wordpress.com/2012/01/20/words-from-picasso/
  10. http://mewgiaotaku.wordpress.com/2012/01/20/writing-update-120/
  11. http://juwannadoright.wordpress.com/2012/01/20/the-pickle-barrel/
  12. http://whisperspublishing.wordpress.com/2012/01/20/become-your-characters/
  13. http://kparkerdesign.wordpress.com/2012/01/20/best-of-switzerland-six/
  14. http://costak.wordpress.com/2012/01/19/facial-expression-studies/
  15. http://justfortherecords.wordpress.com/2012/01/19/ah-i-love-my-records/

 

Fleeting

You lie in your bed
And you cant sleep, it’s frightening
You hear a voice and you think
Dear god what am I becoming?

You leave the house quite basely
And you can’t believe what’s waiting
You slide the door closed gently
And compose yourself so slightly

You move so quickly
Your thoughts are rushing
Your heart is pounding
You’re spirit drowning

And ooooo you’re changing
Now you’re everything you thought you’d never be
You’re racing time on the other side of good but you don’t see
Nothing is forever, but this is everything to me

The cold air tingles your face
You find you’ve quickened your pace
Your body’s numb, your mind is fried
but still you have a thousand alibis

You slip into the covers
And lie awake so freely
You search your conscience deeply
But your beliefs they seem so fleeting

And ooooo you’re changing
Now you’re everything you thought you’d never be
You’re racing time on the other side of good but you don’t see
Nothing is forever, but this is everything to me

Now you’re crying out
You’re giving In
You feel a rush under your skin
You can’t give up
Youre blacking out
Who will ever help you now?

The stillness moves with all thats nestled
Your fears, your lies, your sins so gentle
Now you’re settled but you just can’t wait for this to pass,
embrace the pain and hope it lasts

Someone

I want to be with somebody who can see my soul. I want them to be as imperfect as I am, so we can share out flaws and faults, and enjoy the goodness in each other too. I want to let my guard down and just be. When they are lost in thought I want to be able to know want to to know what they are thinking about, and have some interest in it. On a Saturday night, I want to know beyond a doubt that they are going to be there, that I’m not going to be alone. I don’t want to be critiqued and judged, just loved and appreciated. I want someone like you.

Sometimes

Somtimes I feel numb, like nothing in the world could bring excitement to me. Sometimes I feel like I am literally itching to get out of my skin and run somewhere. It feels like at these moments I constantly need to be in motion, and it’s true, progress seems to be the only thing that differentiates the present from the past.

Sometimes I don’t think before I act. This is an easy way to make some pretty regretable mistakes. Believe me, I know; this is coming from experience. Acting on whims is only satisfaction for the moment and has no real value in the long-run. Every once in awhile it turns out that mistakes can be truly helpful in the long run, but understand even the most self-less acts bear some personal strife upon them.

Sometimes I think that I am smarter than I am. A smug arrogance that I have bred out of the gaining of greatly doctrined knowledge sneaks into my persona. I believe myself, at times, to be superior, but this is a subconscious flaw and I loathe it. Sometimes my pride is smashed to pieces when others outshine me. Often, this proves to be a good thing.

Sometimes I want to cry. For all my reasoning and well thought out words , I can’t answer the greatest questions in my life. Sometimes I hate myself for falling, for making others cry. Too often have the tears I’ve caused become satusfying to me. It is obvious that selfhis desires can turn us all into monsters.

Sometimes I feel comfortable living as I am; pleased to forget but not willing to forgive . Every arrogance of my past is a sin and I believe that I am scared to change my ways. I even argue that change isn’t possible, but this is all folly. To accept change in stride is to truly grow, yet still forgiveness is a must. I’m sorry.

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