Here
Thursday, June 21, 2012
Do You Think It's Worth the Fight?
Wednesday, June 6, 2012
We Are No Different From You
Some call it a sin
But my love for you
Comes from within
If colour is no longer an issue
If we have let our mentalities bloom
Then why is gender a problem
Considered a threat of terrorism
To be destroying Earth's population
Brutalizing God's creation
But God told you to love me.
He told me to live, to be
He didn't tell you to judge me
He didn't tell me to bleed
He didn't even tell me to believe.
Some call this union a blessing.
Some call it a sin.
...
But my love for you.
Comes from within.
Thursday, May 10, 2012
Thing One and Thing Two
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Saturday, May 5, 2012
Guardian Angel
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Rainy Days
Distracted
Monday, November 21, 2011
Monster
In a way our lives are entwined
But it keeps getting caught within our own net of misery
Their lives fade and start to dim
It makes it hard, so we can’t see
Making us forget what we truly are
But then the wind answers me…
Monsters.
What’s that I hear?
I hear a voice
I hear a whisper
A voice that mumbled something
Something like…
Monsters
Somehow I’m sure an ocean’s breeze will calm the storm
But only that and nothing more
Walking through the bloodstained halls –
Pushing through these crimson doors
And all I hear is the voice grows louder
It grows angrier
Shaking fear through my bones
And it shouts to me
Monster!
Blinded by the darkness
Confused by the rain
Frightened by the voice
The moaning voice returns again
Monster
Mustering the courage
I clench my fist
And bare my teeth
I shout to the invisible voice
“I may be a monster
That I know
But the very least
I have things to show.
The conquest
The horror
I’ve seen it all
At least I’ve been there
Through it all.”
But I’m a monster.