77Raisins

Break free from your tight and hollow shell,
show us who you are,
shed the skin of misery,
and get rid of all your scars.

I shall bring light to the darkness,
try to guide you on your way,
and if the light shall ever fade,
with you I shall stay.

Look past ill gotten baggage,
and look into your eyes,
behind the pain is happiness,
unlocked with just one smile

I can not help but feel the pain,
that envy makes me feel,
and I can’t change the path which fate has lain,
to fate I’m forced to kneel.

And what you all have I don’t,
I cannot help but loath,
for envy is a deadly sin,
a sin that never goes.

It took everything away from me,
by all I mean my friend,
and they will never let us free,
I fear our childhoods at an end.

It used to be a simple life,
just playing soldiers in the sand,
and life just used to be so nice,
but now the world’s a different land.

Now it’s girls and envy,
and sometimes smokes and beer,
now our childhoods over,
a day I chose to fear.

I know you judge me by my poems,
and how they’re negative,
but my friend let it be known
not one fuck do I give.

So go right on ahead and tease,
call me ugly or disgrace,
You can think the worst but please,
say it to my face.

He had always said she was his love,
in fact she was his first,
When in fact it was naught but lust,
and lust is but a thirst.

But the poor boy would just persist,
If you said it was a crush,
and then your face would meet his fist,
because he would always make a fuss.

Then she shot him down, he cried.
as she ripped his heart out from his chest,
and I swear he died inside,
when he was rejected by the rest.

The most interesting things happen,
inside of  dream,
these things make you wonder,
and go always unseen.

It only takes a single person,
to utter your name,
whenever they say it,
I go completely insane.

Do the birds sing or do they talk?
whilst they are hiding in the trees.
I ask myself this as I walk,
watching the trees sway in the breeze.

It is really quite a beautiful sound,
the songs which they do sing,
but you will never spot them on the ground,
they are avoiding humanities sting.

The fog does rest upon the lake,
just floating in the wind,
such beauty does our creator make,
a beauty cloaked in sin.

But for now time comes to  halt,
just to let me stand and view,
and I forget the worlds little faults,
With an image near as perfect as you.

As I stand beside the lake,
I take a deep breath in,
and the beauteous sounds the birds do make!
a tiny, musical din.

Why can’t all life be so nice?
Why can’t we live a peaceful life?

Then I brought dubstep.