Cacoondate unknownCacoon
So safe and warm Built in walls To keep the outside world out Must I emerge a butterfly? Can't I stay huddled in here Safe and sound Why must I change? Can't I just stay A tiny catepillar In this safe from the outside world Place?
Number 18date unknownNumber 18
A far away place Where the sun burns bright Down upon my weary face Where a blue stream flows And we have all the time to explore Exactly where it goes
We'd live in sturdy grass huts Along side beautiful budding trees Filled with coconuts No Rules, No Laws No one fights Or points out your flaws On an island somewhere far away
Where everyday is as sunny and warm As the soft month of May The moon is always bright and round In this place where we could be lost And never be found
As we would se
Halo FourteenThe Monster Under Your Bedfor L.K.The Monster Under Your Bed
Written: November 20, 2009
we are no longer children we are just adults with child-like minds and reasoning if something hurts take your hand away
child-like minds all the wonder and innocence has vanished but the fear remains
fear of wrong choices fear of betrayl fear of broken promises worst of all, fear of the unknown
what else is there to do but to embrace the unknown? you rebel from this so i inquire will you spend all your life sleeping with the light on?
Just a little too longJust a little too long I've waited for the silence to depart For the blood in my barely beating heart to warm againJust a little too long
Just a little too long I've cried Over broken statues in the park and lost souls Hidden in the morgue
Just a liitle too long I've been lost The torn parts of the map Fluttering in the wind... Soaking in the rain
Just a little too long ive wanted a sign that i'll be fine An olive leaf in the doves mouth to know I'd find the shore
And now that Im here and a little too long gets longer I wait for m
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