Writers-Extrodinaire

How do moments turn to ashes After they were as glorious and beautiful As flames burning in our hearts? How do dreams fade After they were the compass To the long desired fullfillment? How does love end After it makes you want to give it all And ask for nothing in return? Just how? How does a single laugh or smile Bring light when there is full of clouds? And how can time run so fast And not even wait for me? Just how? How can life be so unfair, yet beautiful? How can many things hurt And we still find that spark of strength To move on? How?

I am the voice within every heart I am everything and everyone I am the howling spirit of the wolf I am the roaring ferocity of the tiger I am the wings of the hawk I am the strength of the bear I am the swiftness of the horse I am the grace of the swan I am the power of the shark I am the cunning of the fox I am the rain that heals the land I am the trees that brings life and shelter to others I am the spirit of everything that is created in the world I am the one who bring out the will to live I am the voice of the heart I am the bringer and taker of life I bring the tales of the past I brings tales of the future I am the

I can't say it to your face but.. I'm NOT sorry. I DON'T care. I may break your heart but mine was never in this your just a boy i thought i liked but now that i know you i have uncovered something i don't want and I'm not sorry this is how it turns out because i cant apologize for my feelings if you cant treat me right i want someone else to

I want to write something I'll be known for. Something that will leave the reader breathless beyond reason. A piece that will leave my audience in awe. I just want to write.

My heart broke a thousand times, Before my mind knew what was going on. My soul died a thousand more, Before the ending of the Summer song. My conscience constantly left my body, In search of a happier home. It left my being willingly, It left me all alone. Days and nights I spent in pained anguish, In tears and anxious cries. Depression slowly sipped at my blood; Fed my hopelessness countless lies. I felt like a rodent mouse, Trapped forever in pestilences' realm. Forever hated by humanity, Trapped, fed a banquet of overwhelm. Society kicked me to the street, To fend alone; lone scavenger. Spat upon, cursed mutant being, V

If you could only see That we are meant to be, That what we have is real; How you make me feel. Baby hold me tight At least, for one more night Don't whisper words of love, We both know it's not enough. Let's make it a night Where our hearts shine bright; Let's make this memory Before we part free.