Inspiration

Thank you for being there
for all the kindness and smiles
Thank you for that stare
to the stars, when you are alone in miles
and miles...

Maybe eternity is something not for me to promise
because forever's somewhere I won't ever go
but the moments in the past I know you'll miss
were the very first of a couple thousands or so...

Ok, I ain't got the perfect smile, or laugh
but, baby, this is all for real:
this ain't just some random and Rough Draft,
this is Something of Value, something I feel.

I know I'm taking long
but I'm on a spree
let me finish up the song
and I'll soon set it free.

So, resuming to conclude:
there ain't no need to be apart
cuz I ain't gonna be rude
just the guy you know with a Firewater heart.

Funny though, how long it's been...
One Year and Six Months ago I Believe
since you induced me on my favorite sin
of dreaming to be with you in tomorrow's eve.

But there's been so much change,
and I guess I'm no Avondale's King in this fairytale
I'm more like the classic character you always find strange
and never gets to have his own private Paperwall for sale.

Well there must be Gifts and Curses
for everyone to bare
although it could be a lot worse
and not having you DOES sound like a nightmare!

Anyways, I'm exceeding my time
just wanted the message to get through
that maybe, someday (in my dreams) you'll be mine

and until death does me apart, I'LL STILL ALWAYS LOVE YOU*

Tired

A helpless hand emerged from the sand. My nails were flat of the pointless scratching on the walls around me. I screamed, but nothing happened. I'm not even sure if anything ever came out. I suppose not, anyways it wouldn't matter. It's not there's gonna be miraculous rope taking me out of here. My I tried screaming again, and i keep strugling, and trying to scream. This time, something definitely came out, but not from me. A hand grabbed my wrist, and i was being lifted, saved. And then, with a glimpse, that same hand dropped me and i sunk into myself, again, and no scream I could make would be heard. No matter of how I strugle, I kept going down. So, why just don't give it up? Why don't I leave it, and let myself go down with the power of my weight? So I did, and now, nothing change, instead, I'm feeling desperate, I'm feeling alone, hate and anger and all my wrath coming out of my own skin. I should rise, I shall rise! I shall be unstopable, I shall be undefeatable, but I'm not now... So i guess I'll just go now, and whine about it, maybe tomorrow will be a better day, maybe I'll forget about this or won't. One thing I can promise: I'm tired of this...