A Late Start to an Early EndAmy rolled out of bed, slipped on her fuzzy slippers, and opened the blinds. The clouds blanketed the sky as though it were a freshly made bed. Yawning and stretching out her arms, Amy turned to her full length mirror to inspect the damage the night's sleep had left her with. Her eyes were slightly glazed from the early hour and her baggy, baby blue pajamas flowed around her slim, five foot nine figure. Though usually unkept, her long, brown hair seemed to be off to a sleek and shinny start today. Not bad, she thought as she drew her fingers through her hair, nothing a little make-up and fresh clothes won't fix! She turned from her mirrA Late Start to an Early End
NightscapesLeft and right you run around, Running from the deadly hound, You scream, you yell, with no prevail, With love and hate, all under the veil. Silence hits you like a wall, You catch your foot and start to fall, As you rush down to the ground, The world goes black; you hear a sound. Angels singing, demons roaring, You open your mouth and blood comes pouring, Your eyes snap open, you’re in the air, Flying, soaring, like you couldn’t even care. Then reality hits you, and you start to fall, Father and farther, then you slam into the wall, The wall of sileNightscapes
DoveI will sit here for all of eternity, and declare my love for you, and you will sit by the window sill, saying you love me too. But neither shall hear, for we are near, yet still a ways away.Dove
Because of our love so fond, yet separated by that same bond,
One day "us" may be no more,
But the young lovers shall always have the floor.
Together no one will be in our way,
And our love shall stay,
For the one thing that symbolizes our love,
Is the great, white dove.
Thinking of YouLong, sleepless nights, thinking of you and me, Wondering if we ever were meant to be. Love: thy hateful word scared you away, As I lay in my bed, I sway and I sway. Tossing and turning, I lie here forever, For the taboo word from my mind I cannot sever. To find a solution, there is but only one, Free you from my mind I must, put simply I must shun. Running here, running there, Your running ragged everywhere. Leisure time is now a thing of the past, I feel held overboard, right before I am cast. Seconds, minutes, hours pass by, My mind sits here waiting for a reply.Thinking of You
