Saturday, November 29, 2008

That one girl that I love

Wow....I love her eyes, her ponytail, her personality, her passion, her mind, her knee caps, her skin, her hands, I love the way she looks at me, I love the way she looks, I love her smile, I love her yawn, I love her voice, I love the way she makes me feel, I LOVE that she loves me, I love that her name is Emily, I love how we have a scar in the exact same place on our body, I love how we have the same taste in music, I love how we have the same view on life, I love how she pleases me, I love her cloths, I love her style, I love how well we go together. I love you Emily Gehrke, and I am proud to be your boyfriend. Thank you for being so perfect.

May day

Another year
oh how time flies,
Todays the day that April Dies,
The saddest day
Ive ever known,
The cruelest side Ive ever shown,
On May the First,
Todays the day I feel the worst,
On Mat the First
April was a work of art,
and april died with broken heart
and as may first passes on
no one knows where Aprils gone,
Where has she gone?
Todays our anniversary
and it meat oh so much to me
until she died so tragicly
drowning in my misery,
on May the first
She died before she could give birth
on May the first
If you ask me now I couldnt say
how I felt that awful day
My mind was in an hazy frame
there must have been a better way
now Im to blame
Aprils death was sicking
etched into my memory
and for all eternity
shell continue watching me
until I die,
I cant forget although I try,
when will I die?
Aprils gohst is every where
although I know she cant be there
she haunts me with her dying cry
and on the day that april dies
she asks me Why?
May day how I hate it so
a day my tears will freely flow
I loved her more than I could say
and she does not feel the same say
she died today

Strawberry Fields forever

Let me take you down, Cause Im going to,
Strawberry fields,
Nothing is real,
And Nothing to get hung about,
Strawberry Fields forever.


living is easy with eyes closed,
misunderstanding all you see,
its getting hard to be someone,
but it all works out,
It doesnt matter much to me.

No one I think is in my tree,
I mean,
It must be high or low,
That is you cant
you know,
tune in,
but its alright,
that is I think its not too bad?

Always know sometimes think its me,
but you know I know when its a dream,
I think I know I mean "Ahh yes" but its all wrong,
That is I think I disagree?

Sunday, November 9, 2008

It Happens

My dad looked at me and said , in the up most empathy and remorse, "Son, things like that are going to happen your entire life."
Hearing him utter these words made me realize that my father had gone through his life as I had mine, and experienced the same feelings and emotions that I was feeling that moment, Countless times. And I felt better. such few words had possibly the biggest effect on my ways of thinking. No matter what I loose, or what Im going through, I will always be alright. Such wise words influenced the rebirth of my pathetic existance, that matter decided to encumber the vast reaches of space with, In which I except the risks and dangers of being "Caught" I will always be alright, despite what im caught doing or what my consequences are. If im always alright, how could I possibly be emotionaly upset, or sad or crazy or even suicidal? The only way I could possibly not be alright, is if I forgot I was alright in the first place, which is what I could have done For Most of my life...testing 123