The sun doesn’t shine when your around

I woke up in a world of darkness, well that’s what they tell me, its what the doctor says. I only remember waking up by your side, in a bed that was too small for your comfort. It was there in that bed that I realized the sun doesn’t shine when your around. Its always dark in that room, I could never really tell what was going on. It was like my eyelids were glued shut, I could hear your footsteps but I couldn’t see you. Then I would hear screams of a child and I would cry because I knew something was terribly wrong. I could hear it, I could smell it, I could feel it. It was horrible like flesh being peeled off and then shoved into a bleeding wound for someone’s sick pleasure. And when it was all over you would tell me you loved me, but all I could think about was the child.

When you left that day I saw the child for the first time in a corner of my room. The child was very scared and hurt. The closer I got to the child the more I realized this couldn’t be real. The child was covered in bruises and blood. I ask the child who did this? The child pointed to your picture. It was like a bad dream, I didn’t know what to do. Call the cops and save the child, or do nothing and stay with the one I love. I decided to make the right choice but the funniest thing happened, they took me instead. I told them about the child but they didn’t listen, they had me strapped to one of those emergency bed things and the next thing I knew I was in a hospital.

I keep telling them that they got the wrong person, that it was the child that was severely hurt, but they keep telling me I woke up in a world of darkness. Now I’m surrounded by doctors and nurses that keep telling me I’m going to be alright. This one nurse tells me I’m lucky because I survived. I don’t know what happened, all I know is the sun doesn’t shine when your around and I’m tired of being in the dark.

The clash of friendship

When all emotions are laid on the table you feel a sense of relief and start to recover from the weight of your words. But don’t let your guard down just yet because just when you think your in a safe house this friendly place shifts into a hostile environment. All of a sudden the fire alarm goes off and people are fleeing. It seems like a war broke out with all the chaos erupting from the crowd, you better find your place fast because if your not on my side your dead. This isn’t a fire drill, this is a code red, a mayday because we’re going down. We’re about to crash and when we do, will you survive?

Torn apart by the impact, you burn a dark green like a poisonous venom set on fire. Your true colors are showing, dark and evil isn’t something I’m interested in. The rain pours in and just when you think you might be safe by repenting a tsunami crashes down on you and shifts you around. Your upside downs twisting in half like a rag doll, your in the palms of my hands now and it is up to me to save you from drowning. But no matter what I say or do your beyond saving. You’re a lost cause. Water fills your lungs as the oceans swallows you whole.

This is the clash of our friendship and you didn’t survive. We went head on like two cars colliding with each other and you ended up being fatal. You will soon be forgotten like the tragic accident that you are. You will begin to fade from all the pictures, your voice will no longer be heard, and your name is suddenly forgotten like everything else about you. You're a stranger that is already dead. My life will continue to move on as yours will never leave the one position it was program to, being on your knees. We've clashed, now understand your place in my life is no more.

Misunderstood

Its funny how people think they got you all figured out. They think they can write your life story because they spent one day with you, but boy are they wrong. Like a mother knows a daughter, she will only know what she tells, never knowing of those dark secrets one carries. Only when one walks in another shoes will one fully understand someone. But whether they walk one inch or one mile they will never agree to such bull shit. They know you. They know you so well that they label you in a specific category that will define your every movement in life. No matter how much you protest it will do you no good because they got you right where they want you, in a friendship.

People call you by your new name and you wonder if it’s a nickname or if its permanent. But it never gets washed away or forgotten or even fades. Its stays strong in the back of their mind like an obsession; they believe their right. You forget who you are when everyone is telling you what you are and what your not. You become something that is universal and everywhere you go your expected to like certain things, but you don’t. You hate it. You hate everything about it. And as years go by people realized you never rolled with the change, never once stood by your name, never gave in to all those stupid games.

They misunderstood you. If they were blind they would of died because its not about what you hear, its about what you see and they didn’t see a thing. All they did was poke you with someone sharp that made you bleed. But their blind, they didn’t see the blood, they didn’t see your pain. Their going to eat their words because they misunderstood you. All this time you were just a friend and now they’re wishing you were more then just a friend. Its funny how people think they know you, that they can defined you, that they can just rename you. But karma is a bitch and your going to be praying that I don’t misunderstand you like you misunderstood me.

can't stop us

In the blistering sun,
with luggage bags,
here we come,
all dressed in fun.

No water can drown us.
No thunder can scare us.
No lighting can burn us.
Rain or shine, nothing shall stop us.

No thief can rob us.
No man can harm us.
No fool can fool us.
No one can stop us.

No car can collide with us.
No detour can distract us.
No broken-down vehicle can prevent us.
Nothing can stop us from coming.

We are coming no matter what.
Death can’t stop us.
God can’t change our mind.
And you can’t say or do anything-
to keep us from coming.

Even if the sky falls, here we come-
so receive us with hugs and kisses-
because it will all be fun.

.

today was a shitty day

I knew today was going to be a shitty day.

I shouldn’t have gotten out of bed.
I shouldn’t have opened the curtains.
I shouldn’t have comb my hair.
Because today was a shitty day

I put my best shirt on.
Wore my favorite jeans.
Brought new shoes.
And today was a shitty day.

I walk to the restaurant with a rose in my hand.
Sat at the best table.
Ordered the riches food.
And today was a shitty day.

Mariachi’s sang the most wonderful songs.
Candles cover the table.
Lights hanged from the ceiling.
And today was a shitty day.

I sat by the coolest celebrities.
Drank the most exquisite wine.
Partied like a rock star.
And today was a shitty day.

I walked Taylor Swift home.
Kissed her goodnight.
Then found a lottery ticket.
Won a million dollars.
And today was a shitty day.

I brought a million dollar house.
A Ferrari too.
And today was a shitty day…
because you weren’t there.

imagination

When I close my eyes my imagination gets the best of me. Twisted and corrupted by my own thoughts, I start to think the worse of you. Angels become demons in my head, virgins become whores, and you become a monster. Just when I think everything is ok you haze up my mind with your silence. Unable to breath in this fog of quietness I start to suffocate by your ruthlessness. Your caring and kind but when I turn my back you stab me right where it hurts, my heart. You leaving me bleeding, wounded, and suffering. You don’t react or resuscitate to my pain. Your motionless, cold-blooded, and dangerous. You can pin me up against the wall by just breathing, you can tear me apart with just one touch, and you can nearly kill me with those cold words you speak. But this is just my imagination right? Because its not real. Because I don’t want it to be real. But fangs don’t grown in a blink of an eye and wounds don’t just form out of thin air. Its not my imagination because you are not here and I am in pain.

thats how powerful i am...

Its funny how you say you can’t,
Its funny how you say you wont,
You’ve made up your mind and that is that.

You have all the weapons you carry,
And all people you’ve stab,
To all the bridges you’ve burn,
So when we argue you fight back.

I will always be glad I didn’t throw a single punch
Because no mater the argument, no matter the fight,
I will always win and that is that.

I don’t need to use weapons,
I don’t need to stab people in the back,
I don’t need to burn bridges, in fact
All I need is a few words because that’s how powerful I am.

I can move mountains and I can make oceans disappear
Because when I speak my mind it will be all that you hear.