expedition

I like much 'unsound untrue' thank you, more please.

here you go. theses are doodles. ill post them for you. ill try to write something longer with some thought into it. second i wrote to a friend thats a girl to cheer her up. hear best friend was being difficult or something. also sorry i spell bad. ill learn over time im sure.




likely never


Today, tomorrow, yesterday
Elderly, adult and child's play
certain things we try to keep
at bay but they seem to seep
all the way down to the core
to fight the things worth fighting for
maybe now but likely never
pain from life we could sever
sever all the pain i say
just remember yesterday
Remember all the things to change
then strike reverse and rearrange
spin around and flip and flop
take a second then just stop
stop to think about the way
todays tomorrows yesterday






Mindy,
Even though you are sweet,
delightfully funny and a treat;
Some just can't appreciate
you as a friend so i must state
that though you are a great friend
I'm pained to say that in the end
it has been all but anointed
"friends" will leave you disappointed.






Maybe

Love and things may be forbidden
smiles and laughs or kisses hidden
somewhere in a special place
maybe gone but left its trace
maybe now but likely never
certainly wont last forever
with any luck better tomorrow
happiness replaces sorrow
sorrow turns to hope in time
hope then turns into this rhyme
where it goes from here I'm waiting
maybe bliss or celebrating
maybe pain, history repeating
love, compassion all depleting
the only thing i know for sure
is as of yet Ive found no cure





Never



my tears Id love to see them fall
happiness I cant recall
recall the way things use to be
when i was just two or three
back when I became accustom
to loving people and to trust (th)em
that turned out to be my plight
which haunts me every day and night
fools are almost always certain
doubt and thinking Leeds to hurtin(g)
just don't care and lose all pain
don't contemplate till you're insane
never care about another
never meet a girl and love her
never think whats fake is real
and you don't ever have to feel
how i have and thats my trouble
I'm the boy not in a bubble





Range

My heart is broke but I have two.
The broken one I let fall in love with you.
The seconds the collective. My first hearts mean.
It crunches and calculates where my first hearts been.
While the second has turned a degree or two colder
the first shall rally and strike out even bolder.
For in doing the things that have broken my heart
it shows I never loved you or knew you to start.
I once thought you where special but you're actions they've showed
that I was mistaken and you're just the mode.






I want

Behind my eyes I'm always wondering
through my life enthralled and pondering
pondering all the things I see
then seeing myself differently
the only constant is the changing
endless outlooks and rearranging
thoughts at times have made me dizzy
inside my head I'm always busy
cops and cloths and looking glasses
a wave of loneliness then passes
I want to know before i die
I want to know if i should cry
I want to want to leave this place
I want to look at someones face
and see that I have made them smile
if only for a little while

Thanks for the thanks folks. Im glad you enjoyed them.