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Friday, July 17, 2009

Her Superhero

There she was, standing on the ledge of the building

She stares down at the busy street

I had just gotten to the roof of the building

I just stood there watching her

Why was she up here?

I had been looking everywhere for her

 

Then in a blink of an eye, she was gone

Was I seeing things?

Where could she have gone?

Then I heard the screaming

She had jumped

If she wanted to die, why was she screaming?

 

But she couldn’t die, I love her

I had to save her from death

Next thing you know, I was jumping after her

Now we were both falling toward the earth

I could see her in front of me

But can I catch her before she hit the earth?

 

I had to stop thinking and move

I leaned forward and picked up speed

We were close enough for me to move

And I caught her in my arms

We were both falling toward our death

But she was safe in my arms

 

She looked up at me, into my eyes

She stopped screaming for we weren’t falling anymore

We were flying and the look in her eyes

Nothing but love for being saved by a superhero

She knew I was always there for her

I was her superhero

-By wockachow

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This is by far my most favoritest poem ever. End of story.

Superhero

I leap out of the booth and take to sky

A trail of silver stars is all you see,

Unwilling to believe that I can fly

You cannot see the love that powers me.

I bend the bars of steel that hold you in

Allowing your escape from heartbreak’s hold,

My speed excites your lips and makes you grin

But still your smile is hiding something cold.

My x-ray vision peers behind your eyes

And cauterizing hurt I see a rose,

Your heart is on a podium – a prize

For me to win if I beat memory’s foes.

I wrap you in a cloak of magic charms

And fly you to the moon to watch you shine,

You see the light and fall into my arms

That past succumbs to super love divine.

Yet again, I did not write this but it’s simply beautiful[:

If I Could Be A Superhero

I don’t think I could be Superman

I’m sort of scared of heights

I’d sort of like to be Spiderman

But I’m afraid of spider bites

 

I suppose I could be Wolverine

But I’m afraid people would stare

I’d consider being the Incredible Hulk

But radiation’s bad for your hair

 

The Fantastic Four, now there’s a thought

But I’m not sure that’s for me

Ben’s too ugly, Johnny too hot

and Sue I just can’t see

 

Maybe though I could be Reed

And lead the other three

Well maybe Reed’s a bit of a stretch

I can barely take care of me

 

Captain America, him perhaps

I love his mighty shield

But I fear I’m not brave enough

When things get rough, I yield

 

If I could be a superhero

I wonder which I’d be

Or maybe it’s time I find

The hero inside of me

 

 

Kahsyboo did not write this… But… She loves it.

What makes you feel alive

“I think about you all the time

I’m with you almost everyday

Even when I am not

But you are with me everyday

Every hour, every minute, every second, all the time

You are in my mind

You consume my thoughts

I think about you all the time

You as a person in my mind and as a real person

They are the same

For when I am with you, you are in my mind

Even in my heart

I feel for you

I think about you all the time

We walk the hallways of this school side by side

I wish we were always side by side

And not just in my mind

I think about you all the time

Do you think of me?

If so, how often?

Because I think about you all the time

I will remember you long after you’ve forgotten me

So next time, think of me

Don’t forget

Just remember

And think”

-wockachow

You’re all theory, No action

You brought me to this place

And I remember everything

I believed in every word

So now it kills to say your name

Let’s light up the town, Scream out loud, Paint these streets with out emotions

Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band

Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you’ll marry a music man

Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand

And now she’s with me, always in me, tiny dancer in my hand

-Elton John “Tiny Dancer”

Props to Mr. Kyle Coley[:

Rosalia Lombardo

Sleeping Beauty

Look it up[:

Amateurs built the Ark… Professionals built the Titanic

If you pet a cat 70 million times, you will have developed enough static electricity to light a 60-watt light bulb for one minute.

I believed in every word so now it kills to say your name.

I hope you think of me

But in good ways

And not how I see you

I hope my eyes burn into your soul

Cause I can’t stand it when you turn those ocean eyes my way

I hope I left my mark in your heart

I know you scarred mine

-ferriswheelboy

Jinx me something crazy…

Remember when you were afraid I’d never find someone to treat me how you did?

Now I’m the one who’s afraid…

-ferriswheelboy

I want to go back to knowing nothing and believing in everything…

“I am as a child on the seashore picking up problems while the ocean of truth lies unknown before me.”

-Sir Isaac Newton

ƧPЯӨᄃΚΣƬ αη∂ GΛDGΣƬƧ

There is no room for the artificial.

Sunday, July 12, 2009

Second Chances don’t MATTER people never change.

I’ll keep your memory vague

So you won’t feel bad about me

I’ll say the things that you said

Sometimes so it reminds me

-Finger 11

Swing High... Reach For The Fence This Time

Swing me
Swing me 'round
I don't want to touch the ground

Swing me an hour
Swing me some more
Swing me until a quarter past four

Swing me til summer
Swing me through fall
I promise I'll never get tired at all



So.. I totally wrote this when I was a youngen.
My mommy gave me all these dirty, old papers
and they were poems I wrote as a child.

My Weapon is NOTW as I AM NOTW

feeling lost and alone
unsure and insecure
but what's wrong
what's happening in my no-so-perfect-at-all life
falling to pieces at the seams
everything.. murky
everything.. bleak
staring through blurry gray eyes
where do you go when you just want to give up
staring through blurry gray eyes
who am I now
who did I used to be
why is my world slowly falling apart around me
or maybe it just feels that way
what's happening
who did this to me
who made me feel like this
piercing thoughts
and painful questions
why me
why now
just leave me be
quit crawling under my skin
I won't let you win
I won't let you get to me
I'm stronger than that
He's stronger than that
you and I both know it
and you're scared
scared to lose my soul
but I've got news for you
the battle has been in my favor
it's not in your hands
it will never be in your hands
you'll lose once again
because His power is much more stronger
His love is real
I won't give in
I won't burn eternally
I will follow Him
so leave your games in the pits of your fire
this heart belongs to God
nothing is wrong with me
and I am strong
I a m s t r o n g


Saturday, May 03, 2008
2:27 AM

First Class Ticket To A Night All Alone And A Front Row Seat Right By The Phone

the sound of your voice

the loudest thing in my head

the way you said my name

the only way I want it to be said

the lips that made me fly

the only lips I want on mine

the arms that held me close

I never wanted you to let go…

-sunshine kid

Monday, July 6, 2009

You make every thought a chain reaction, You’re a beautiful distraction.

He’s more than the stars

More than the sun

And the moon

Day and night

He’s way more than all those put together

Kahsy es chida, ¿no?

Sí, Kahsy es muy chida (:

A Cheap Name

“Wisdom comes from suffering

Tell me why’d you let him give you a cheap name

It’s time to come home

Playtime’s over now

It’s my world

It’s my plan

It’s my sea

It’s my land

It’s my moon

They’re my stars

You’re my mind

You’re my heart

What’s your choice

What’s your role

You’re my life

You’re my soul

You’re my son

You’re my seed

We’re one love

Come home, please

                                                             -Brian “Head” Welch

Tear Right Through Your Lungs

“We are born with our eyes closed and our mouths open, and we spend our whole lives trying to reverse this mistake of nature.”

                                                                -Dale E. Turner

Program Terminated

One look at the skin and we figure we’ve analyzed it exactly to know what’s going on inside.

In yet, we still don’t stop when we realize how wrong we truly are.

Promise of New Life

[epigram]

 

I asked Jesus “How much do you love me?”

And He stretched out His arms upon that cross

Why do You spread Your arms, tell me I’m free

Follow me, my child, no matter the cost

My children are so much more than worthless

I’ll show you what this life is all about

But, my daughter, please search for the surface

Oh, my dear Lord, I will without a doubt

I’ll be crying out, face down on my knees

Give it all to You each and everyday

Jesus, You’re my favorite disease

The enemy’s games I will not dare play

You are what I reach for when I fall

One day without You makes me feel so small

I’ve had my run; baby, I’m done. I’m coming back home.

Though it’s hard to let you go, there’s comfort in knowing where you’ll be. It is said that death is the doorway into eternal life. This isn’t the end, but rather, the beginning. You left your mark in our hearts and that’s where you’ll always stay until the day we see your face again. Until then, we’ll look towards the sky and feel you in our souls. There is rest for the weary. Rest in peace, grannylindpants.

                                                                              04/01/09

Friday, July 3, 2009

Unfortunate Happenings

The patter of raindrops and the sudden boom of thunder had everyone on the edge of their seats before the night drew closer. It seemed an odd night was drawing upon us but no one could quite place the reason as to why. Mysterious things appeared to be occurring rather frequently on this murky night. It were as if someone had placed a shade over the sun and the whole town had become consumed by its darkness. Every clock in town had slowed its rhythmic ticking to a halt and every picture had fallen from its secure place upon the wall. This was not a night like any other. No… tonight would be different.

THE BLACK DEATH

[Tidbit from English paper]

 

Bodies were consuming the streets in lifeless heaps like broken dolls, children were singing of falling like ashes, and the smell that lingered in the air was enough to make you cringe. Life was no longer about living it up, it was about learning how to survive every single passing day.”

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

WALKING WITH SILENCE IN DECEMBER

There she stands; looking into the mirror

Right into the eyes that are familiar; in yet, not so

Eyes that are empty; eyes filled with nothing

Staring back at her; a face of fear, of shame

Screaming into the mirror, pounding her fist

Nothing she ever does is rightnothing

She’s searching for answers to questions that remain unasked

For fear of the truth

For fear of what it could mean

She wants to know what it’s like to love

She was told:

            “It’s like walking with silence in December

             feeling like your heart just exploded into

             millions and you don’t care enough to feel it.”

Such a foreign feeling to her

She’s never felt that

She falls

Hitting the tile floor hard

She doesn’t know who she is anymore, she never did

MAKE A SCENE

At my house tonight

Something is not right

What could I have done to make him so mad

What could I have done to be so bad

Tonight will not be quiet

There will be a riot

No one can see the pain I feel

But this is real

All the cuts and bruises

All the lame excuses

My words will not be left unspoken

Tonight, the silence will be broken

ANOMALY

Here’s to you…

And how you left me

Stranded and confused

Here’s to you…

And how the world stopped around us

A slight glitch in the spinning

A wrinkle in time

So promise her you’ll stop talking to me

Promise her you won’t even dare look my way

I did nothing wrong

This was not my fault

-honky

NUMB

I know you want to hurt me

I see the rage in your eyes

I know how to push you over the edge

*SLAP*

round one

And I just keep pushing

Why don’t I just shut up

*SLAP*

round two

Pain shoots through my body

Can’t you see how you hurt me

*SLAP*

round three

Down for the count

Fresh bruises on porcelain skin

I can’t breathe

Everything becomes distorted

GAME OVER

You win

3 years

X-Rays

Inhalers

EKG

Look at how you left me…

“I AM WITH YOU; THAT IS ALL YOU NEED” –2Corinthians 12:9

When I walk away from You

Everything falls apart

When I walk away from You

I lose another piece of my fragile heart

When I walk away from You

Sin is crouching at my door

When I walk away from You

I’m broken down to the core

When I run to You

I know I’m not alone

When I run to You

I feel You down in my bones

When I run to You

The enemy stops dead in his tracks

When I run to You

We make such an impact

YOUR THOUGHTS ARE SO SIMPLE, BUT SO BEAUTIFUL

Tick…

Tock…

Can you hear it?

That deafening sound that’s causing you to lose sleep

That constant, rapid beating

That rhythmic pulse

That’s me

That’s my heart

It’s beating for you

It’s ticking away the seconds until I see you again

It’s counting up all the endless times you’ve made me smile

And laugh

It’s telling you where you belong

Here…

With me…

In my heart…

where you’ll always have a place

-boofacedanibear

FORCED TO THINK HELL IS A PLACE CALLED HOME

The echoing in her head

The nightmare she can’t awake from

[you make me want to go outside in the alley and shoot myself right in front of you so you can see what you do to me]

So beat her like you always do

Same old night with just a different tune

Bruise her eye and break her ribs

It’s to be expected anyway

C’mon now

Don’t disappoint her

Lay that hand across her face

At least then she feels like somebody

At least then she knows she’s not invisible

TELL ME SOMETHING REAL…

I want to be an airplane

So I can fly the skies

Constantly watching over you

I’ll be your angel in disguise

I want to be the moon

So I can shine through to you

Watching you sleep

And dreaming of a world where we’d always be together

A world where love rules over hate

I want to be a clock

I’d stop and restart time all over again

Ticking away the minutes until we’d be together

Whatever keeps me here with you

We’d be stuck in this moment forever

I swear it’d be perfect

-ferriswheelboy

LET’S GET DOWN TO THE NITTY GRITTY

I know you can hear it…

But are you listening?

The melody is catchy but those words…

Those words speak of things she won’t say

Things she can’t say

Read between the lines

(Isn’t that what they say?)

Can’t you hear her heart?

It’s in those words

Are you listening?

Pain never sounded so sweet

She’s fragile but she won’t let this break her

She’s given too much for this to end

Who ripped her heart out and left her there to bleed?

Poor girl… she does bleed so pretty though, doesn’t she…

It’s a wonder how she’s still so strong

It’s a wonder how she’s not broken

She’ll be okay

Did you listen to that?

She’ll be just fine

She always is

She doesn’t play the damsel in distress so don’t think you can rescue her