Prime Time Thoughts

Stressed man.Photo/Courtesy I cried because it was all I could They new I was capableBut enjoyed see me go to waste Little id I know He was watching But I will rise Life was miserable by any definition Nice on the outside but inwards bleeding Tears filled in a large heart Nobody knew I was going to waste But I will rise Looks can really be deceiving That I learnt after I saw a young soul dry Passion and will melt to the soil Even sand was now absorbent But I will rise He wrote about that place Experiences only beasts would take Kept fighting for a firm standing But the push was always too strong But I will rise

Thoughts.Photo/Courtesy When first we touched, My heart flew high, On the eagles' wings through a cloudless sky. They said it was built upon a lie. For when when we touch, wings grow in me. They told me my feelings would surely fade. Passion would flare and foes would be made. Can you not put the pass behind? For when when we touch, wings grow in me. Real love can change a rivers course, Pierce the strongest vault with ease. True love can turn lame to funny jokes, Or tame a hybrid to a gentleman, Only time will tell the critics, For when when we touch, wings grow in me. They now emulate what we do, Hoping to get love but landing on lust, But all I do is look and smile, As the lighter is in your hands, For when when we touch, wings grow in me.