Candle

Tiny and small, but your a fighter and you hardly even know it. You bring brightness into the darkest of places. One can do lots when they are as bright as this. The darkness recedes into the corners from which it came. The absence of light is dark but the reverse is light. It's like having the sun, on a smaller scale that is, in your possession. When many are gathered I'm sure you could bring a city from the grip that dark would hold if all electricity suddenly left us all. In the past you were the primary source of knowledge when the sun went to visit the other side of the world. The tip has the power to burn but you need components to work. Like me you need warmth, oxygen, and energy to sustain yourself. Take one away and your gone and then your other part comes in fast. but you can't have one without the other you must keep things equal cause even if you banish it all there will be some somewhere that you can't get to. But when one pervails and overcomes it grows too large and thus it must go the only other way it knows and that is away. See you can't have one without the other. You coexist for the betterment of the world. The warmth you provide may be small but at least it's warmth. it may not be the scale of a fire in the mist of winter or even the heat that comes from a stove, but it's there. The closer I move into the warmer you feel but I cannot touch you or least my sense of touch take pain from your expelling energy that you produce. well even though we can't touch you'll always provide the safety from your darker half when the night comes and all goes away I can give the three components you need and thus you will bring that which will provide...

It's an incredibly powerful word, it represents a being that is all around, it's represents a foundation that should be the bases of all relationships. I'm sure you know of that of which I speak. One line reads, " You can't keep it bottles up inside or it'll drive you mad" I think that's right don't know I think I'm close though. Someone else sang about it hurting but sometimes it's a good hurt and it feels like I'm alive and with without it you can't survive. You can't describe it because it's indescribable. You can only discuss the feeling that come along with it. It can be explained by science but they have determined that we do need it in our lives to help progress our minds as well as life. It is a means in which you bring happiness into someone's life like a shinning light to a damp and dark room. But people throw it around a lot like a pair of old shoes, but personally I believe in only using it when the time is right or when you can't keep it in anymore. It's a personal meaning not something that is used and done with it last forever. And if your gonna say it well you better mean it. It's like receiving that totally awesome gift you've always wanted for Christmas but like a million times better and the great part is it never fades, how about them apples. Nothing is a wonderful as hearing it from someone your know feels it back or when it's there and you don't have to you just just know they mean it. It has made people do crazy things in the name of it. But man is it ever great to have...

Broken Glass

Broken glass,
these shard that lay here tell a story
of the past.
And how this glass got in this shape,
"It happened so fast."
He said as the stone flew toward him
with great mass.
We stood still as the sound echoed on ward in the empty space.
It was only glass.
Or was it did it represent more of the state that was left
in the past.
Cause now this will an open window of what was and what will never be.
"Maybe it'll pass."
He thought, time repairs, the window will be repairs once
we find a new mass.
Maybe reason will help decide if this can be repaired.
"It happened so fast."
That's all he thought but all they say is that it is
Broken glass.

Mist

"Glad your happy now that I'm gone. Forget all and keep going. Thoughts become things of the past the future is where it lies. Maybe I could be there sometime." That's the thoughts that flood the mind of the man as he sat in the light mist as he sat there on that bench. Trying to build put that which was taken from him by the loss. "Many have come before me what makes one different. Is it there choice they make or is it the fact that certain things fire off in the mind that cause to believe something or something more? Emotion drives those that fight for happiness, they fight all the time, but happiness is not the true reason it's more the starting point a feeling or a notion that you can't deny that's the true reason. No matter how hard you try to shake it's there. It's your heart talking saying that this is right but not now maybe one day. It's doesn't stray you wrong cause someone else shares that heart with you. The embodiment of this person that lives too. A light, a guide, a companion, whatever you want to call it's there." As he finished he got up place the devices on and walk through the fog in hopes to find the next destination on his path.

This is from a new writing method developed where your given a character and emotion and you just go.

Ledgenary books

this holds alot more than I would think. It's there that I spent that time on that bench telling the tales of the things that was on my mind, expanding it and working the creative muscles, if creative muscles even exist. It's not too worn so that pages are slightly fresh and but I plan on fixing that with stokes and pencil. Lead that will fill up and cover over the white telling about the things that go on. This will be a legend when the time comes for me to retire it. The pages, will be worn and old brittle as a dry leaf in the hot summers day, will tell the tale of my stepping out or saying a word to describe shock and awe in the moment that will stand out as took a leap off into trust and faith that no harm can come. But yet it does and it will always happen for my days but I'll have this reminder of what i do and grow from it, "mistakes make the hero" and even though things are reset, "To a brand new day" they say with glasses held high. But is this day just and illusion conceive by wool over our eyes that this being placed. Through out it all if things are meant to happen then it will, "Let it be" and let it take it's course. no force whatsoever can contain this force cause this force has someone inside, a rock that will never move and be there till the end of eternity and back again. As long as I stand there nothing is impossible, hang on to the real hope and not false, fighting doubt and the dark that creeps in when your not watching. The brighter the light the darker the dark? well the light makes it go anyway. There are grey areas though thing will happen. I'll follow to hell itself to be with that which I care for the most. even though the flames burn as long as I know there it was not in vain then....then that pain will be for good reason. A tale to tell others of that which came to pass in those days.......

Untitled for now

These things still look fresh,like right out of the box. So Confrontable after you get into them a few times. you guys came to me during a rough time. Will you stay around even after it's over. I think so . The blue is that royal blue that you see in a blue jay. Vibrate , bright, pulls your eyes in. reminds me of all the good times that came before. All the joy and laughter, peace and confront, warmth and being. These things are what these give me now but they don't talk back but they know. years from now I'll look back and you'll be all torn and broken and I'll repair and I'll still like having you cause of everything that comes with these. Protection that is offered. And confront too. You'd find it hard to believe that something so simple can hold these things right. Well I'm sure there are reminders in your life too from creation to death we are all worn and torn but unlike these you can be fixed things can always be fixed it just takes time, love, and little faith here and there, O and don't forget work you can't get anywhere if you don't work for it. Even when your color fades it will be a reminder of the time that has past and you'll still be as bright as the day we met. That will always stand out to me and the unique look that you give. and looking forward to a day when I could get this but instead this came to me and a great gift that was. Can you last? I hope so. Cause even though time passes and things being to wander away memories will last forever. And these memories we forge today will be the ones we'll remember till......

(This is first of many to come mainly due to the fact I have to write again for a class I'll leave the title blank for now I might but it up sometime. Leave it up to the readers imagination to determine what I'm talking about.)