Wednesday, July 21, 2010

written by cody original

I've been seeing this ghost.
She knows all of my mistakes,
and she's conquered all my fears.
And when I feel her close,
regrets are the only thing she lets me hear.

She's begun to haunt every inch of my dreams,
And leaves me reeling.
Every line she feeds me
keeps me down and kneeling
and every time she leaves me,
I lose all direction.
If she keeps up like this
I'll be lost for good.

And This intoxication
is something I've accepted.
This subtle vocation
I've been playing at
Is what fills my mind,
and controls my time.

She pushes this clock
ticking faster and faster,
getting louder
Like the swing of a pendulum
every one around it has surely heard.

And like every weak willed criminal
I'm only seconds away from my confession.

written by cody

I've been seeing this ghost.

She sees all of my mistakes,
and she conquers the fears I hold on to.
And when I feel her close,
regrets are the only thing she lets me hear.

She began to haunt every inch of my dreams,
And leaves me reeling.
She enjoys nothing more.
Her every word dripping Elegance.

Every line she feeds me
keeps me down and kneeling
and every time she leaves me,

I lose all direction.
If she keeps up like this
I'll be lost for good.

And this intoxication
is something I've accepted.
This subtle vocation
I've been playing at
Is what fills my mind,
and controls my time.

She pushes this clock
ticking faster and faster,
getting louder
Like the swing of a pendulum.

With every breath she takes
my confidence seems to wane
And like every weak willed criminal
I'm only seconds away from my confession.


Friday, March 19, 2010

never ending

into the dark
creating a spark
of the start
we will burn
forever
in the wind
in the light
in the dark
the light is our heart
our love to start
our love to be
the love that will always be.
although the ending is untold , the story is still written , and as it may seem the past has written something new , our story is still there , is still waiting

my fate under your voice

Everywhere i go are the places we met and the times we spent . The times we laughed and the times we spent looking into each others eyes . and then you ask why i run to the highest hill , were no one else can reach , and stand all alone and i wait . Because our story is not over . my life will wait. i stand here to see every place we spent looking into each others eyes . and so i will wait because it is never to late , because i will wait for fate to find me . and to hear her voice , under the whisper of the wind . and i will wait . nothing is to late

Remember

Remember to always say what you mean. If you love someone, tell them. Don’t be afraid to express yourself. Reach out and tell someone what they mean to you. Because when you decide that it is the right time it might be too late. Seize the day. Never have regrets. And most importantly, stay close to your friends and family, for they have helped make you the person that you are today.

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Of a lovers first greet

deep & brown
dark & deep
thee eyes
of thee one who sleeps
takes thee soul it meets
of a lovers first greet
when our eyes first meet
under that light in the street
will take thee away into a slumberous sleep