Light on the RoadA warm summer night, restless and tiresome I go for a stroll. The streets are empty and silent. The Wind dares not blow. Lights adorn the street, but no one to take advantage of their glow.Light on the Road
I walk down the center of the road. Once busy, bustling roads, highways, and intersections now lay before me vacant, abandoned, and dark. To the side stands barbed-wire, wooden planks and to the other side lie cars, still, quiet, and cold.
I reach a midpoint, between the dull familiar path from whence I came, and the unknown path that lay ahead. I stare at the former, then gaze down the latter. I note my surroundings...so cold. I
Ode to The Text MessageA happy little chime perhaps a simple rhymeOde to The Text Message
No matter what its form, its function is the same to let you know its here, a message for you came
Oh the mystery before you, the enigma everstanding Might it be your favorite friend, asking for your understanding? It could be the girl from the club, your bad dance moves notwithstanding
What possibilities in store A bottle washed up on the shore
The feeling of such hope and wonder Is worth the chance of any blunder
The note could be a little treat or dreadful news so bittersweet &nbs
Awake in the DarkI lie here in the dark, I hold my eyes down gently, I relax all my muscles and think of nothing. But alas, it is to no avail. I see the repetitive irrational light on the computer blinking. dadadaDAAA--dadadaDAAA---dadadaDAAAAwake in the Dark
I roll over and stare at the wall. Why did she never love me? I run my fingers along the tiny textures in the wall surface. I kick at the blanket to move it off my shoulders. My roommate's bed stares me in the face mocking me with the restful, peaceful sleep occurring beneath its covers. I count the stripe patterns in the plaid blanket. one, two, three...she never even gave me a chance.
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"I have no love but only goals
How very empty is my soul
It is a soul that feels no thrill
A soul that could easily kill"
-CAKE, Hem Of Your Garment
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