Another title.

So, I've decided to do another blog, but this one is different. Different because, it's not a blog, it's a couple poems I wrote and liked a while ago, and maybe a new one. Or maybe not.

Adios Senior Muerto:

Are we too afraid to die?
someday we must face this challenge.
Will we accept it, or will we fight with every breath of our life?
can we withstand the pressures put upon by the rest of them?
or will we break, clinging to a shattered dream?
somehow we will all have to be confronted by it
the cold vicelike hands of comforting death?
maybe. maybe not.
if not now, when?
questions, questions, and much, much more.
will we find it at the hands of another being?
will we decide to put it into our own hands?
or will nature take its toll on us?
these questions matter not,
Let us, at least for now, live like today is one of our last
in the end, it very well could be.

Somebody once.

Someone once told me
That the only thing that should matter should be
A way to live your life right
Remembering your past times,
Treating everyone the right way
Teaching others the right things
Openly sharing

Someone once showed me
How we could live right
Only with true desire
We can really inspire
Many of the rest of our kind
Even the ones with the cruelest intentions

Someone once taught me
Our deepest passions
Make no sense to everything else
Emanating hope all around
To show others compassion
Helping others to help your self
If the end is clear enough
Nobody can ever tell you
Great things can never happen

Someone once saved me
Passed his love on
Everything crashing through
Celebrating new life
Is the only way to break through
Always we hope
Love will come through

Fun days, Flyways, and Toy Trains:

Life in a nutshell is not what it seemss
its all because youve been in my dreamss
all day, all night, you know, its right
i cant help but, it seems like tommorows gonna be bright

I now, know this to be true
In pieces, in whole
these times are now gone
fun days, flyways, and toy trains

we know, something
its sounds sort of crazy in the end,
but just in case i wanta be your friend
birthday, happy? i dont really know

we've lost, so much,
but surprises are in the show,
tonight, get sleep
school sucks, thats right
I get some roses if i had the cash,
just to let you know i still caree
now, know this to be true

We now, know this to be true
In pieces, in whole
these times are now gone
fun days, flyways, and toy trains

In pieces, in whole
these times are now gone
fun days, flyways, and toy trains