Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Thursday, October 7, 2010
College Kids

I'm not where I want to be,
I'm not doing what I want to do,
I'm not who I want to be.
I'm part of a world that expects a Superman.
I'd be luck to be a Might Mouse.
The songs in my head never reach my hands,
and the passion in my heart is slowly turning to guilt.
Where did I go?
What happened to the simple love for life?
Suddenly nothing is allowed to be simple.
Everything means something
means something else
means something better
means blah blah BLAH!!!
I just want to have
peace,
clarity,
acceptance,
understanding.
"Someone please save us,
us college kids."
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Writers Block

The words are pulsing through my veins
and bursting at my finger tips.
They're singing in my head
and dancing close to paragraphs.
Where the hell is a pen?
I'm drowning from my lack of ink.
Focus!
Remember what you thought
it was really good.
How did it go again?
The car screeches to a halt
and I hunt the drawer for that
little dispenser of thought.
I rip the cap off
and throw the tip to the page...
Blank
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