Lately, I've been writing more and more. I only post one or two of the poems I write every week though, so you have to get to know me to read the rest. They sent me an angel to love, now lets hope I don't prove to be the devil. Just lines on a green plane and vacant stares. Cold wind blows, the chill moves to freeze a heart long since frozen a mind struggling to see.
Thought becomes difficult the concepts seem hard to grasp.
And at me fling the questions I would never ask. A single moment frozen in time like a fly in amber, it is forever mine. Joy for a moment, joy for a day, the joy of my year, will never go away given hope for something better or just something to do, drown the past in the present and let the future shine through Don't rain on my parade, with your dark, dull reality. Let me dream of my Fantasy and my future loves. For when real grows old and time wears on, fantasy to reality, a solid shape from fog.