Heart Felt: Tired

Heart Felt: Tired: I can feel my legs, As they ache from the pain, Of exercise, That is suppose to be good for the body. Man i'm tired :(, Yet, I walk...

Tired

I can feel my legs,
As they ache from the pain,
Of exercise,
That is suppose to be good for the body.
Man i'm tired :(,
Yet, I walk with my head held high as I ache away through this day.
Sleepy I feel,
Yet, sleepy I become,
because the day has not begun,
Its over and done.

Us

The wind beneath my wings.
The reason I can fly.
Your the sweetest person in these eyes.
Beauty beyond compare.
Passion that needs no gain.
Your the only who is the fire to my flame.
I was weak,
but you gave me strength.
Inspiration turned to motivation,
To win you over.
As my heart skips a beat when your near.
The love we have makes me shed a tear.
Not, for that factors of personal property.
But, because their is truth in us.
You kept me from drowning
I can stand here and stay.
My first but not my last.

Wake Up

Do you understand?

Can you hear me?

Your not breathing,

As your body riot,

With the scars and bullet wounds left upon your chase,

As the sun rays beams on that aching flesh,

Sometimes you wonder if it is a dream or not,

You can't think or sleep for a while about it,

As the reality kicks in you scream about it,

Life it not an easy road to journey through,

Yet, your stuck here waiting to be renewed,

Define this,

How can one truly live or die,

Living with the choices that are truly lies,

As simply as this may seem to you,

Come difficulty for me,

For my truth is honesty,

And your is only but a dream.

Tree

Your branches are long and strong,

It can make many fires for campers,

or homeless people who need to stay warm.

Your leaves are beautiful,

as the seasons come,

they change wonderfully,

until winter comes,

you slowly start to die.

You keep life in you,

with the animals you protect,

day in and out.

They need your warms that is strong.

Your standing there for years on end,

until you die.

Another one with be here waiting again.

Society

I wrote these words to explain a destination.
Growth becomes our hunger,
And it seems like our human nature.
To feel as,
We are able to wonder about the facts of life.
Even, though we can't truly define,
What it is, we are looking into.
This day would come,
as I am wrapped up in the pit of pity.
Wondering why I never got this far until now.
But I was waiting, for you take me by the hand.
As we danced the night away in the moon light.
You see the sparkle in my eyes.
As my beauty is more beastly then most.
Inside and out.
Nothing, is more than a pain in my thorn.
Never knowing that mourn has come to the living.
In a world, when you can't find your own path.
Keep searching as my father's voice is constantly in my ear.
Waiting for the next direction.
In this emptiness of society that tries to be my world.
But, it does not define.
It does not give me light.
It does not bring the joy, I have wonders about everyday.
So, I live as I breathe, for it might be my last day.

"What a pity"

Feeling sorry aren't we,
Look your crying,
Pools of tears,
That feel the air with sorrow.
Waiting for a new day,
Too start tomorrow.
We find ourselves to be,
in another place.
Giving each other nothing but lies.
Nothing, is really that important or serious.
I feel myself failing,
waiting, waiting, waiting,
where are you??
I see, now
What a pity,
From here till now.