Yoho

"Hahahaha! You know what?"
"What, what is it?"

Nevermind.

it doesn't really need a title

often i wonder if dreams are entirely a world of their own, and when you close your eyes you're swept away into the wonderful and terrible realm of such a place. granted, nothing ever makes sense in a dream (except on the rare occasion, haha, those times when you wake up and mutter, "Oh shit!" because your dream was so clear). i've always wanted to fly, but i can't, at least i've been told i can't. for those of you who know me, you know that peter pan (PETER!!!) is my hero. he always will be, and i'll always wish that he could come and visit my window. aye, this is all so unrealistic and childish, and go ahead and role your eyes....(to be continued when i feel like finishing the rest)

Away

Fly away
darling
go your way
darling
break my heart and through it to sea
just don't stay and smile at me.

From a certian book that I know about:

The blade was cold
that night
when she ruined it with his heart,
and her feet were bold
in flight
when she left him to the dark.
Run before they see
and run until you’re free,
but you will never flee
that blood and its decree.

.....

My heart beat is mad
so mad
that it stopped.

Ringadingaling...

I tried to call you
but you wouldn't answer
and when you did
your voice was different.

why'd you have to be so cute?
it's impossible to ignore you...

- imogen heap

i love you

So if I can't rhyme anymore
tell me so,
and if I can't have you anymore
let me know.

Silly nothing's

I saw you standing in the door
and it made me smile;
my eyes
they wavered for a moment
and when I looked again you were gone.

gone

possibly

the oak sea
is a sea of oaks
you planted for me.

the shade of blue
is a piece of you
that fell from the sky
and into my heart.

the nervous perfume
is the fear i wear
when you're near.

and if none of this makes sense
just remember...
nothing ever does.

Beating

My heart beat is mad -
i think the street down that street
can hear it.

what a silly bowl,
it has a leak in it!
what use is there for a silly bowl
with a leak in it?

Surrender, please surrender

surrender

to the night.

slender

is the kite

kyte

kight

that sails the night sky.

by

nigh

bye.

say goodbye

farewell

cheerio

(sigh)...

i'm flying away on the slender kite.

goodnight.

How long before I get in
before it starts
before I begin....

- Coldplay

Darling

Are you sad darling
are you mad darling
are you tired?
If I ask you a question
a poky, nosy
irresistable
unpardonable
unforgettable
non-retrievable question...
will you answer?
If I open my lips
will you silence them?
If I do
if you do.
And when you answer
if you answer
if I ask
if your fingers don't silence my lips...
Will...?

Sink with me

sinking feeling
thinking ceiling
that falls
when it falls.
thinking ceiling
sinking feeling
that comes
when it comes
when the ceiling thinks, thinks, sinks, and sinks.

Sir,

There is a red rose
and there is a rose that never was;
both have a definition:
The red rose is the rose that was
and the rose that never was
is the rose that never was.
Now the rose that never was
is the rose you never sent,
and the red, red rose
is just a rose that was.

The pirate who decided to visit

If a pirate came and asked me,
"How fares it?"
I would say,
"Shitty!" or "Like an ass drowned to Davy Jones' Locker!" (either reply would do)
Then I would sigh, and he would laugh and steal my money (which is worth nothing because I have no money. And thus we would both end up where we started: him treasureless and me sad).

rum, rum

tumble
tumble
tumble.
it's
all
tumbling
down.
life.