Follow The Map

I'll run away when I'm 17
My future, I've already seen
I see you and some grief
Lets grow old on the western coast
You is what I've always needed most
These times have got the best of you

CHORUS: I've grown so cold
Goodbye to pain, goodbye to love
I've lost all the feeling
This sea-salt air has overtaken my soul
Let it overtake you too

I've won all the wars that I need
And kept promises that I could keep
So this time, I have to leave
I'm dreaming, I can't fall asleep
My minds on fire
I lay restless, and tired
Have you ever imagined a new life
It's your choice, you have a second time
I hope you think more then just twice

CHORUS x 2

All of this is left unreal
Written down as a failure I feel
I made my move, I went in for the kill
I'm left bloody, and wide-open
My tears are leaving my eyes out of focus
We could live life the way we want
Goodbye, I'm sorry I've been so blunt

CHORUS x 2

I'll run away when I'm 17
I'll leave you when I'm 17

CHORUS x 1

Golden Water - Dante Gabriel Rossetti

So, you need to understand that, it is part of life and you need to move on. Otherwise, one day you will wake up in life asking your ownself  - How do I got here?

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Soul Mates

I could stand here and challenge fate
With no one else but you
Is it all worth the wait
Or will you just hurt me too

I’ve learned to stand behind
Everything you’ve said
Just when everyone said
I should listen to them instead

You have put me on a pedestal
I’ll always call you king
You tell me I’m your angel
Let me fix your broken wing

I need to be complete
I need to take my chance
If our souls are meant to meet
Lets give them the chance to dance

Danyon L. Youngs
2-11-02

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A consecrated space experientially reminds you that there is much more to life than you think.

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A poster on my wall

Each one of you are different
but all your stories are beloved
all ending so wonderfully
with the first man you ever loved

For that I despise you all
and your stupid fabulous lives
your tiny little waists
and perfectly small thighs

never one single zit
great hair and big eyes
happy castles and villages
with always perfect skies

But for some reason I love y'all
so I guess this poem was senseless
why am I even writing about
some imaginary Disney Princesses

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Notre Dame des Agnes - Paul Gauguin

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Night of our moon

This world is a game of do or die
We refuse to see the tears as the children, they cry
We don't even stop to ask ourselves why
It's not that we're mean, we simply know not how to be so kind

And the moon rises over the rye
Eerily kissing the twilight goodbye
the moon rising over the rye

Blue skies are for the eagles wings
and sometimes, when the moon is up,the wind only seems to sing
of how, come dawn, the skies are free
it's beauty is shared by you and me

And the moon's disappearing into a blue sky
granting the eagles the freedom to fly
the moon disappearing into our blue sky

We have all had our share of sorrow and pain
Without this, may I ask you, would you really be sane
and though it is sad to see our loved ones leave
you'd be blind not to see how through
darkness the moon's light does weave

And as we look to the moon we're in tears
as we remember good times and past years
looking to the moonlight in tears

We have made it through the day, the moon is now in sight
Come now children, you've all been wronged
and you know this in the night
You ponder of how in the day the wrong could seem so right
You ignorance betrayed you, and did you really think
there could be a shadow not cast by light

And the moon comes to us in the night
through darkness comes hope with its pale silver light
the moon is with you in the night

Now it may just be me, but man,it seems, is overrated
But to you I'm a child, and so the poet has overstated
As you turn away from the truth, you cast your own shadow of doubt
And as you are engulfed in its darkness, your denial it echoed in shout

And as we watch the shadows dance on an eerie moonlit night
No longer ignorant, but innocent, no longer wrong nor right
Our lives had seemed so hollow, here their only an illusion
The wind is calling out my name. End of poem, my last conclusion

I am

          I am a poet writing of my pain
          I am a girl living a life of shame
          I am he one who you made insane
          I am a person wanting to know more
          I am the one who you showed the door
          I am the one who you will never know
          I am the one who'll let you go
          Because i am the one who will end the show

“Clear thinking becomes clear writing; one can’t exist without the other.”

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