Storybook

We only have so much time
To make the best of our lives
Why sit and worry about tomorrow
When today will do just fine?

You know I’ve been holding back
For such a long, long time
And now the time has come
To begin my epic climb

Because I’m going to love you
I’m going to break free
I’m going to show you
How much a man I’ll be

Fear’s no longer in my way
I’m breaking down the door
My destiny awaits
Time waits no for me more

In every story
There’s a beginning and an end
But in real life, it is always
Being penned

There’s so much left to do
And I’m already come so far
So come along with me
And we’ll shoot for the stars

And I hope you love me too
That’s my wish for sure
You’ll be a perfect conclusion
After 50 chapters more

Take my hand
Let’s run through the snow
You know it doesn’t matter
If you end up getting cold

Because I’ll be cold as well
Oh, I’ll be cold as well

But now I see that the
Storybook ending
I’ve always wanted won’t come true
I’ve hit a snag, it’s a slow drag
What am I left to do?

Oh, oh yeah

What am I left to do?

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I Want Candy

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Candy was a flavorful trip

Exciting my sweet taste buds

But leaving an empty craving

Of no lasting memory

Pray For Manchester

They didn’t deserve to die in their state of innocent bliss. The kids at that concert were just having a great time watching their idol Ariana Grande sing – I know I would have if I were there even if I wasn’t the biggest Ariana fan. I feel sympathy for all of those who lost their lives. It’s great that everyone came together and paid their tributes to the fallen in Manchester. Not to wish anything bad on anyone, but I do hope that whoever did this gets what’s coming for them: a lifetime of suffering and punishment. If they don’t care that a packed house of people, many of them children and teens, have their lives ended in a flash of a second, then why should we give them any forgiveness?

Today we band together for Manchester in the United Kingdom and hope that those that lost their loved ones can make it through their sadness and despair. Life will move on as usual but for the families of the victims, there will always be a gaping hole that can never be patched up. It’s another in a series of attacks in the UK that have happened on the 22nd. Why the 22nd? Is it just a coincidence? Or a deeper conspiracy? I don’t know but there are probably some good theories to it that I would love to explore.

 

Zariah

The radiance of Zariah

I counted all the stars in the sky

But none shone as bright as you

Golden hair like wheat grains

And a voice that rings like diamonds

Open the doors to your heart

Show me your radiance

That may forever shield me from the lost darkness

 

The Singer

I want to sing at the top of my lungs

But there’s no one around to hear

Release these sweet melodies from my chest

Hold nothing back, no fear

When I sing out loud

I feel the air move around me

The silence cut like a knife

Climb another mountain

Leave the old world blindly

Like a drug

These notes

Flowing through my head

Like an icy water stream

 

 

 

 

 

 

Engaged

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And so this chapter ends

Not with me

But with him

My futile efforts

To win her love

Now ends with a ring

This minute era

Now memories cherished

But locked, key thrown away

The sun will rise

The moon will wane

The ocean’s tide

The April rain

Reminding me of sweet perfume

And eyes of a misty glaze

That one February day

On the edge of the great plain

Holds a place in my brain

 

 

Suddenly…

 

 

 

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One of the most terrifying and fearsome things I’ve ever seen in my life just happened today. I was literally stopped in my tracks, not knowing what to do.

While walking down the sidewalk, with phone in hand, trying to livestream my walking adventure on the YouNow website (I just started that this month), suddenly I saw a dog, a German shepherd, run out from it’s owners yard and attack another person’s dog in the street. It wouldn’t let go of the others head, jaws clamped down like a vice. The other dog was kicking and yelping. Adults came rushing to the rescue, trying to pry the two apart. Kids were screaming. I stood there like a statue, staring at the scene, looking down at my livestream that I had since abandoned because it was too hard to see anything anyway.

One woman asked me to call 911, since I had my phone out and ready. I could have used my camera to film it and put online where it would definitely have gotten some attention, but thought not to since it wasn’t exactly something you would want to watch over and over again.

The German Shepherd eventually let go of the other smaller dog, which then ran off down the street, its owner chasing it down. I continued on my way, restarting my livestream, talking to my small audience about what just happened.