|Summer '09 of my mate mountain biking, bit deceptive to the eye, hopefully will have more improved photos later this year, and with no bikes breaking this time either!|
The Lightning StrikeOne day I'll find someone,The Lightning Strike by *SonicSaturn
To take my hand,
Walk barefooted on the grass,
To where the sun is setting.
To look up and marvel at the sky,
The clouds which seem to hide the secret to every wonderment,
The sun brightening the darkest fears.
Falling back onto the soft green carpet,
Nothing even - Everything odd,
Soft earth with sharp blades,
Perfection in chaos.
Looking up at the deep blue,
Wondering what it must be like to fly,
With no fear of ever falling.
Hand in hand as the storm comes,
The crash of thunder,
As lightning pierces the sky where the sun once shone.
Rain lashing at the skin.
As it washes the world away little by
Turn Around.Why do I feel the constant urge to "turn my life around"Turn Around. by *SonicSaturn
It's not like I don't enjoy life,
Have wonderful memories and hopes for the future,
Am I not happy with myself?
With what I do when I "don't have anything to do",
Is it because I think society will deem me something I am not?
Or something I am, something inside a lot of us,
Except we all hide and lie from the truth,
Because all of us have parts of ourselves we are ashamed of.
Wish weren't there,
Or at the very least, that those we love and cherish could not see.
But why can we not be open and honest?
With ourselves and those we care about?
For if we are all truely deserving