Image is from Pexels The words in my dream Were the pride of my pen Whatever the hope can Making the man Waking up, and what you want to remember is gone And what you want to forget Is stamped on your mind
Tag: Life
On My Pillow
Image isv from Pexels I fear the time That I would have to let you go Since I have been your human And you, my soul dog My bed become yours My dear pillow staler My heart holder Alex
I Will Be There
Image is from Pexels I will write a song without words Because I want to hear yours The kind of crowds and tours And I’m willing For the holes that need filling In the calm and the thrilling Alex
The Art In Magic
Image is from Pexels The beauty in the magic Are the things you can’t Not the ones you are seeing Therefore, understandable to the world But the hidden message Is there for you only to see And it’s easy to miss If you aren’t careful Alex
A Friend For The Outside World
Image is from Pexels When I was a teen I used to dream For a friend for the outside world Since people would visit me At my home or online But on the street or at school They turn their face As if I’m a stranger to them No matter the secrets They shared with … Continue reading A Friend For The Outside World
A Steering Wheel
Image is from Pexels What if there are no words As a steering wheel You can no longer keep your hand on Not wanting it to unfold But it will Because the words Are locked in with a key So won't be told Alex
Like A Firework
Image is from Pexels Be a firework of beauty That's when it goes up in the sky The colours are might to fly Instead of a bomb That's when it falls It will change the person’s life forever Alex
Open Book
Image is from Pexels You admire people who are an open book Yet it’s tricky to open ours Fearing you will be judged Based on what you think Or on the way, it might look to them Something we always seem to forget Is that we allow a pinhole When we look at flaws And … Continue reading Open Book
Lines In The Sand
Image is from Pexels Lines in the sand That you never see them get created Yet they appear A grain after a grain Only they are unseen But together is art Light to something That you’re yet to know You will need Alex
To Play A Game
Image is from Pexels I wanted to play Like all the other kids Because to me, my wheels Were my legs But they would allow me Only to watch But one day the teacher Gave me the ball And the game won By the player, no one believed in Alex
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