Wishing well

My imagination runs wild
rampant
and unopposed

Pose for the picture
look natural
If taken at the right moment you will be locked in time forever
Precious moments
Monetary gain

For some
To the rest of us the world
What is it that makes a decision?
a vote?

Is it your opinion?
Is it the right one?

The choice to make is yours
But live it wisely
and do make it

For you are the only one that can

No one can decide for you the path to walk

Or the trail that leads you in the right direction

If all could stand still and make you whole
Gradually getting higher growing taller
Taking steps
baby steps at first then growing into leaps and bounds
I want to help you get there
Realize your own potential

Not lead but encourage
I love it
It makes all the difference in the world
We'll talk for days
and share our feelings
Our strong emotions
Letting go of inhibitions and giving gifts straight from the heart
Connections like these are hard to make
And even harder to hold onto
Yet when it feels right
It almost takes no effort at all

Not 1 part is missing

atrocities
Men of power
I have nothing to say to you
why dont you take me out and shoot me
so that I can save face
It's futile

This cold and growing Darkness
So futile
I makes no sence to light your home
I need a a prayer

We all need a prayer
One solemn vow to God above, may save our souls

Isnt that what you believe?
All that you believe in?
Then Why cant we do it
Why cant we just save us all?

Theres no love in lust
And no trust in living liars
theres no past when all is lost in losing all

if you cant appreciate what you are given on this day
then you will never understand what makes us whole

ditto

cold hands
Ice cubed fingerprints
reserving one last ciggarette
for feelings
Nights just like this

Portrayals
dreams of un-turned wheels sit starkly on the side yard
Sying if youd only fix me we would be much better off

but when on earth will it be likely
When on earth will we become
something that the wind wont snuff out a
and that we could rise above

you give yourself up for a heartbreak
and your soul up to the moon
if anything could save your face
would you assume that you coul hold it?
that you could touch it?
that you could even keep it near?

the only process that could cleanse you would be simply
perservere
on through the darkness
and be welcomed by the light
ive got a picture perfect answer that would never question why