Late night wishes

Sometimes at night I wonder why even devils are able to fly...
Why, twisted souls lurk the shadows of the night and
only the broken hearted are able to say everything will be alright.
How the color of blood is no longer a crisom red but the brightest green.
Green like the tallest tree or the most corrupt dollar.
Because every step I take on this world brings me closer and closer to a martyr.
Why bother?
When God's name always becomes a war.
And the dreams a little girl sleeps on...become; numb.
When asking for change is like asking for the death penalty.
And you think to yourself maybe it's up to me.
Up to me to take the stand and fight.
Up to me to make the darkness light...and...
change the world as we see it.
Because if you can't take that step you can dream it.
And if you dream one day you could go into a coma.
Never having to wake might change the world over....At least in your mind...
Time can fly but that would be a waste.
Like helping the devil (Old testament) hold open hell's gates.
Wait...take a step back. Retrack.
Maybe devils can't fly.
Maybe we're the one's that give them wings.
Fill our lives with things.
Things the devil himself made with bliss.
Saying; "Oh here you go pal, just don't tell God about this."
And with a wink you take it.
And maybe you make it...but one day you realize at night.
That yours wishes...they just died.

-The color of {hope} is green-

Green, green grasses surrounded by the tallest crystals of our world

Man kind made beauty scorn between its own guilt

What have you done? The trees whisper...

Im sorry...I whisper back

But can I say such words when it is I that dropped that plasticwaste

On mother nature's bosom...

Why are my eyes allowed to see such beauty

and my hands able to cause such disgrace?

Warm sun lighting up my window

Cold snow against the glass...

Red leaves fall in front... as flowers bloom beside

But the grass around isn't green

The soil beneath is not brown

The only color seen is a fading glimpse of hope

only we can make shine

-skulls-

  Skulls, skulls in my closest

  Dead bodies gone to waste...

  Left alone in the dark

  You'll lose yourself in that mask...

  Change your ways now

  After you bury those skulls...

  No one can know

  Because no one will understand...

  Skulls, skulls in my closest

  Dead bodies now where they should be...

  In the darkest of the night

  The dirt never looked so red...

  

   

Forget you~

      I know you care less

      So why should I care more?

      It's not the same...

      Because I'm not really in that picture

      Because you're in that doorway

      But you are not my friend

      Not anymore

      Because looking at you shows no connection

      Funny thing is you have no idea

      You realize nothing

      And why should you?

      This is not to a lover of the heart

      But to a lover of the bond

      A bond that bends

      A bond that turns

     But a bond that can never be broken

     I got your back whether or not you really have mine

    Words are just words

    And actions can just be played...

    I look for feeling

    And feeling isn't seen in one way

    So there's no where for you to hide

    Your eyes may not shine

    Your smile may crack

    But you will always remember

    And that's what pisses you off the most

    So you keep me lingering on to this bond

    Because you {need} to feel better about yourself

    And who better than me?

    Huh?...who better than me?

  

      

Not leaving~

"Not Leaving"

I won't be caught up in socity Talking about all the things you'll do for me All I gotta do is leave my home country Drop my culture and travel across the sea Say good-bye to mama and daddy Because if you leave your culture you're leaving your family And this is what you're meant to be A number no matter where you go so why not be a number, in your own home?

~depressed~ Not anymore though ^_^

I wish I could say I let my heart win in this case...

Though there was joy...I was left with was disgrace...

It got to the point where I couldn't trust myself...

Anger and hate became something I dealt...

Left alone...all these questions left to linger in my head...

Warm hugs in the morning and kisses at night...but left alone always in my bed

I smiled everyday for all to see...

Maybe if I can fool everyone else then I could even fool me...

Perhaps you may say that I am distressed

But this is just how I feel when I am depressed

BANANA CREAM PIE

 Yesterday I had banana cream pie for the first time. OMG. It was amazing and to top it all off it was home made by mi grandma :3 Holy crappies can that woman cook/bake! AND for dinner I had taco saland @_____@ I am a lucky child. ^_^ Now...all I can smell is banana cream pie >@-@<>>...I'll stop now...