My Simple You
To a song, a food, a drink, a touch
a memory, a flash, a present and past
The way that the light caught in your eyes
and that little sauce in the corner of your lips
I tasted… and its feel so sweet
The wind are melody when I am walking with you
hold your hand in the dark, while I am desperately trying to see you
Through the end of the movie that I usually forgot
When I know the story is always the same
of me being here watching with you
Your hair in my cheek calming me down
through all my anger and all I have done
while your presence captivated me I am holding my breath
And you always arouse me for every time you left
When we share a table and eat for the day
I ask my self would this be our way
To see you eating smiling and talk
Watching your hands move all time we chat
In the night we rested my life are so clear
I never been happier that now you are here
My Simple You…
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The last I hear from yesterday
The scream and shout when they pulled away
My mind race with question and hope I pray
That what I hang on to are leading my way
In world event occur with some serious result
Within our shoulder our burden the same all carried away
I ask god would I make it there someday
With all this nonsense to the judgment day
The way people look down and despise each other
It make sick just to have it feel them all
With less respect they walk high tall nose
Crumble on the top as they fall in grey
People gets old as if you not aware
Nothing is forever I kept hearing they say
In this short time of life I beg god to give
For me being a grateful person before my time to leave
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I am siting in the dark now, three of my lcd screen glow brightly with pale blue color glaring at me… waiting for me.
I take out my clove cigarette and lit it up. Inhale… suddenly my vision block with thick white smoke. Through my nose the scent of sweetness and tar burned with sharp feeling aftertaste.
In the pitch black room my time stood still.
I reach another cigarette and its appear to be my last one. Boy, its going to be a long night after this.
I slid a match out, strike it and a bright burst of yellow flame filled my room. My mind wonder.
Again the sweet smell and burns fill my nostril. Its harder to breathe now but I don’t care. The more I inhale the feeling of pain and burning in my lungs just getting worst. But I kept inhaling.
I stood up my head look up at nothing my room were too dark. Quick deep breath I exhale the white mist. My mind now wonder.
Bring this rocking boat to the next shore I paddle my way with my hand. Every reach in the cold dark water just made me realize I am going no where… Yet I still paddle…
In the cold pitch dark my mind wonder.
Running out of idea at 4 a.m.
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Feeling the downpour
Over my left shoulder
When she broke cry
My knees weaken
When I whisper
And try to hold her closer
Her silent left me with a thousand pain
My wings are clipped
My hand are bound chained to the ground
The sun would not shine today
Not today
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