Go Big or Go Home
My motto has been go big or go home
My attitude has been keep up, or don’t come along
My personality says they push you, it’s nuclear war
But so far my fortitude heart has been taking the blows
My mind is letting slip what I don’t generally speak
It seems my fight, is something I should win and be done with
Then I would have a break, it’s what I need
Cleanse the mind and let my free spirit fly
I decided to be here, I know what it means
I will be content, I will accept it either way
I have my plan, so if you will be part of it
Maybe later we can start building our own dreams
It may appear sad, but it is actually just slow
I am told to stop biting my nails
Its unbecoming
I have to stop twisting my spine
Its not letting me stay free.
Its not satisfying me,
if its bringing me to my knees
I dont have time to forgive people
I just have enough to forget them
The Time Goes By
As I laid me down to sleep
Without the much needed relief
Thoughts of the past kicked my ass
All the way back to an old New Year’s Eve
I awoke to whispers and mockery of my name
Following a dream that won’t leave
Not sure how to react, how to clear the mind
Of all the times I was too naive.
Come As Fast As You Can Fly
Hands are gliding, smoothing out the clay
It is a bit dry, but that makes it easier to work with
Hoping to tell a story without a word
Leaving out the negative emotions and bad feeling
Pushing past the latest experiences incurred
Shoot em Down She Yelled
Cant make me real
Relying too much on others
To put one together
Just make it go away
Enjoy the neutral weather
On the way home
Stepping on a nail
Bloody footprints in the dirt
Nothing anyone can do now
Bringing on one’s own hurt
My Own Tainted Love
Go ahead drink the whiskey
It rains from the sky
Just let it pour
There’s no waiting for more
Chained in the house; days go by
No more living a life so risky.
“Knowing what art is, is like knowing who you are. It doesn’t really matter, because to other people it will be perceived differently” -Me, possibly an original unoriginal thought.
She hides in the vines, twisting
Her mind is numb, wishing
Eyes shaded by a leaf, ignoring
Sun goes down, no longer sleeping.
Quiet and Hidden 