Jordynn

To me you may not be perfect, but the more I know of you perfect doesn't seem like enough.

You've been growing within me for some time to the point you've attached among my thoughts, dreams and memories.

Theres nothing I could ever ask for that would amount to the day I met you.

Ive seen our past played back to the point I laughed.

I see the future at the end of the world seeing it all, with you.

I live the present

With in your arms I could conquer mountains as far as the eye could see.

Ive gone from lost, from the shell Ive hidden away in.

Then you came, found me, exposed and made me bright again.

Now I drowned in my own success, never was it achieved but found within the universe among countless stars.. among countless souls there was you and I.

Nighmares

So many mistakes I have made they pile up like death, an avalanche waiting for you to slip. Every misplaced step I took leads me here lying in my memories reversing only to play back in my head. Every sound smell, feeling as vivid as the next to the point the motion makes me spin. Dreams that haunt sane men. Eyes close to hide what might appear within the dark shadows that plague my mind as quick as the lives it took.
I am growing old with time falling quicker than sand. The faster I run it seams the further I must go. The drum beats slow the pressure increases as everyone looks with judging eyes. Counts of three go tossing through my strings. A pulse sets in motion as tiny vessels set course. I hear The water swaying, moving only to crash against the foreign object that sets course to a helpless voyage. I am barley standing and hardly sitting.
Freedom has never felt so lonesome or so cold when the wind blows oceanic air.

dsbn

I am the leaf that blows in the wind I am the silent autumn forest, I am the mountains tall and wide. I am nothing to the mortal man money greed and dreams are only what I see. My heart lays with the soil only a body organ to be thrown aside when I am done. Love is all but yet greed always overcomes.We are moved by automobiles to caskets carried by four wheels all the same. We are trapped with in our selfs growing more selfish as the days rotate calenders.