madison d.

There has always been a question
about people that almost every one has thought of at least once
what fuels us?
what drives us?

is it bravery or fear that makes us choose?
is it the want to succeed or the thought
of failing that makes us move?
what makes us want?
what makes us need?

what drives us?

Is it the warmpth
That draws us in or the cold that pushs
Us away?
Is it the thought of having friends or the
Worry of loosing them that makes us get get closer?

What drives us?

is it the want to atack or the need to defend that makes
us fight?
is it pain or sadness that makes us cry?


what drives us?

when you hear their name
recinization comes instintly
you shake their hand and feel
their warm palm filled with memory
their face is still a shodow though
you try to remember
but there is no light shown
finally it comes to you and
you smile
"welcome back old friend, welcome back."

why is it that we make important choices
about relation ships and friends
and we soon regret it
as if the mind dosn't know until
we have it
soon we have so many things
or people that we wish we didn't have
and when you want to get rid of it
you don't want to hurt it
so if you figure out how to
avoid hurting it (or him)
let me know how

Sweet dreams

sleep shows up unannounced
sometimes it seems like it has no right
but it must come
it just has to

so with the stars as your blanket
and the moon as your pillow
you can safely drift off to the land of dreams

you can dive in to the deepest ocean
to swim with the graceful jelly fish and
the gentle whales
and you don’t need to go to the surface for air
you can just swim on

or climb the highest mountain
with snow pounding against your face
and the deadly cold taunting you to turn around
but you don’t
and you make it to the top and you laugh
you just laugh for the sake of laughing

or go where you never have gone before
to do the impossible

so go to sleep
and when you wake up in the morning
I’ll be waiting
for you to tell me all about it

coldness rushes into my lungs
heat vanishes
the dark surrounds me
all alone
and with the stars
as my witness
I set off for the journey of life

sneeking through the tall grass
my eyes go dark with hatrid
seeking the blood of prey
forgeting friends and foes alike
I lung and I succeed
not thinking and not feeling
barley breathing
onley watching
smelling
and hearing
i wont remember this later but
it will hapen again
i know it