Monday, February 22, 2010
Friday, February 19, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
I long for this
Someone I can talk to
Someone I can trust.
Someone who will be there
Someone who will save me,
When everything goes wrong.
Someone who will comfort me
And help me to be strong.
Someone who listens
At any time of day.
Someone who will brighten
Any sky that’s gray.
Someone who will always
Want to be my friend.
Someone who will fight for me,
Until the bitter end.
Someone who will cry with me
Whenever I am sad.
Someone who will laugh with me
Whenever I am glad.
Someone who will understand
My every weird emotion.
Someone who will always be
At my side with their devotion.
Someone who will always think
Of me before themselves.
Someone who will care for me
And put their own worries onto shelves.
Someone who will always let
Me act like the true me.
Someone who will always be
Just like I want to be
Someone who will always remain
Incredibly beautiful and true-
Someone who is my best friend.
Someone just like you
a greatful part of my missing life...
there's a saltwater film on the jar of your ashes
i threw them to sea but a gust blew them backwards
and the sting in my eyes that you then inflicted
was par for the course just as when you were living
it's no stretch to say you were not quite a father
but a donor of seeds to a poor single mother
that would raise 'me' alone, we never saw the money
that went down your throat through a hole in your belly
thirteen years old in the suburbs of denver
standing in line for Thanksgiving dinner
at a catholic church the servers wore crosses
to shield from the sufferance plaguing the others
styrofoam plates, cafeteria tables
charity reeks of cheap wine and pity
and i'm thinking of you i do every year
when we count all our blessing and wonder what we're doing here
you're a disgrace to the concept of family
the priest won't divulge that fact in him homily
and i'll stand up and scream if the mourning remain quiet
you can deck out a lie in a suit but i wont buy it
i won't join in the procession that's speaking their peace
using five dollar words while praising his integrity
and just cause he's gone it doesn't change the fact
he was a ba in life thus a ba in death
by: death cab for cutie
styrofoam plates
there's a saltwater film on the jar of your ashes
i threw them to sea but a gust blew them backwards
and the sting in my eyes that you then inflicted
was par for the course just as when you were living
it's no stretch to say you were not quite a father
but a donor of seeds to a poor single mother
that would raise 'me' alone, we never saw the money
that went down your throat through a hole in your belly
thirteen years old in the suburbs of denver
standing in line for Thanksgiving dinner
at a catholic church the servers wore crosses
to shield from the sufferance plaguing the others
styrofoam plates, cafeteria tables
charity reeks of cheap wine and pity
and i'm thinking of you i do every year
when we count all our blessing and wonder what we're doing here
you're a disgrace to the concept of family
the priest won't divulge that fact in him homily
and i'll stand up and scream if the mourning remain quiet
you can deck out a lie in a suit but i wont buy it
i won't join in the procession that's speaking their peace
using five dollar words while praising his integrity
and just cause he's gone it doesn't change the fact
he was a ba in life thus a ba in death
by: death cab for cutie
styrofoam plates
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
go away winter
and leave me alone..
i’m tired of being
chilled to the bone.
i want to go swimming
“winters no fun!”
i want to open
the windows and doors
i want to go barefoot
and do summer chores
i want to mow grass
and sit in the sun
i want of plant gradens
and have summer fun.
so go away winter
and leave me alone..
i’m tired of being
chilled to the bone.
i want to plant flowers
and sit in the suni want to go swimming
“winters no fun!”
i want to open
the windows and doors
i want to go barefoot
and do summer chores
i want to mow grass
and sit in the sun
i want of plant gradens
and have summer fun.
so go away winter
and just leave me be
summer is where
i want now to be…
Friday, February 5, 2010
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Monday, February 1, 2010
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