Purple Poetry

Little drops of heaven falling from the stars, Little drops of heaven falling on the cars, Little drops of heaven calling your name, Little drops of heaven helping you find fame. These little drops of heaven are a treaty of time and space, These little drops of heaven shatter as the hit their landing place, These little drops of heaven can mend the deepest wounds, These little drops of heaven are tears straight from the moon.

Popcorn and Chicken fingers, crowds full of random strangers, Cups full of Pepsi products, with the straws acting as aqueducts. "Welcome to the dance" from the microphone, the spotlight on you, dance floor, all alone, Your band takes the stage and there comes a tone, perplexing thoughts and stage fright moans. The lights dim down, and then you become blind, seconds pass but they seem like hours at a time, the microphone crackles and static fills the air, you quickly whiplash your neck, and style your hair. Power chords are strumming, and the bass kicks in, Synthesizers distort the the air and sound thins, and the microphone makes one last sound as it clears for you voice, take a step up, throw down some lines, make it great. Remember, its your choice.

If fights were never fights, and words hurt like marshmallows, we could put back the problems, and hang out past at the gallows. If love was only love, and no words need be spoken, we could take back the conversations, and use actions for a token. The soft yet starched marshmallows, could make is void pain, but words can't be marshmallows, and we'll always fight again.

Tick tock, tick tock. the beat of my love clock. My hearts cant rest, above the best, Tick tock, kaboom. My heart explodes and you leave the room. Emotions flood out and wash away the light, will I ever solve this case tonight? Will I ever let this love be solved. My life has turned, revolved. It'd be easier if I'd decease, dissolve. You've held me back more than enough, It's made me weaker then stronger, more tough. You cast your spell, shatter my bones, Kick me from my mountain called love, as I fall, you listen, my sorrowful moans. I'm falling, running out of time, Love has never caused such a crime, Love has many colors; purple, yellow, blue, and red. Baby, I miss you, please come back to bed.

Broken hearted, sad that we parted, sad that you discarded, sad you left me broken hearted. Without emotion, you cause commotion, and raise the notion, and make me fear. Teardrops falling, yes, Im balling, I would be calling, instead im drawing, our broken hearts on my wrist. Hearts carve in, and color themselves red, The brings me joy, and masks all of the dread. Blood falls to the floor, I just don't know anymore. You make me cry and make me smile, but do I go the extra mile? Do I do i mend together, my once glued heart? Do I take some tape, and begin from the start? Do you expect me to trust what can not be yet proved. I tell you all this and my problems, but you remain unmoved.

I throw my heart towards you, just to have it torn up, shreaded, like hopes and dreams, love doesn't last, how the movies make it seem. I question this often, and you get mad for my curiosity, you say you don't know how to convince me, but the regret and hesitation shows a lie to me. I don't know what to do, I can't tell if your lying, I don't know if you've noticed, but on the inside i'm dying.

Little balls of fury, scramble through the night. little things called fireflies, fill my eyes with light. Fireflies, oh fireflies, brush away the blight. Fireflies hum silently, like a bird above its prey. Fireflies are paragons, when the night is changed from day. Fireflies come visit me, while on the grass I lay. Fireflies rest omnisciently, hiding from the sun's rays.

Time flys by, Days wasted away, Never thought i'd make it, never thought i'd say. That it means so much to love you, and it means so much I cry. It means so much to love you, I passively ask why. I waste away a lifetime, Just to catch your smile, A simple little emotion, makes my life worthwhile. Every song I hear, leaves me stuck with thoughts of you, and when we're both together, there's nothing I wouldn't do. We're stuck inside a bottle, filled with love, our hearts, no others, The top tips over, spills, and we're lost, but found because I'll always be your lover.

This city has fallen, This city is ours, We'll raid the stores, and obliterate the Angels. We'll destroy the gates, corrupt the impossible taint the cleanly and disturb the resting. We'll raise the dead, to only raise hell and We'll shake the bed, We kiss but don't tell. We'll lead the forgotten and ditch the remainder and burn down the buildings and light up the corpses. Disestablish the monarchy, Throw this city to Anarchy.

Gates from hell, Crackle with pity, unleashing the fires, raising their deity. The earth falls apart, your blood gripped sword, can seal the gate, prevent the deaths, from this stillborn fate. The Vespid spawns, your blade gripped tight. you charge forward, balance the blade, save this world from eternal blight. A glaze of flames arise from his hand and surge to you at his demand. you raise thy blade and parry the damned. A sword forged from love, revenge, and tears. A sword that took the life of your lover, shall take the wielders life through his years shall slay the beast who mutilates your dreams. You twirl the hilt, and point the blade forward. You take a step back, and then a stab forward. You feel the sword heat, as it falls into shards, You feel the demon quake, as you play your last card.

How to dress sharp. Wake up. Shower off. Break out the toothpaste and brush. Zip up those pants and button the shirt. Tie yourself a tie, but remember, no rush. Wash off your face, and comb over your hair. One more step, your almost there. Pull up those black socks. Lace up your black shoes. Remember, dress sharp, and theres nothing you can't do. Last thing to go. You throw on your coat. And dress always, like your on a boat.

You think I'm a mess, your no better than the rest, you cant face the truth, of your covenant youth. You've helped me before, and for this I do adore but It matters no longer I couldn't have been wronger. I let you in so you could kick me out, My biggest mistake, without a doubt. You ment so much, from all you've done, but this just can't last there will be no more fun. Your constant flirting, throws me mixed signs, it'd just be easier, if we read between the lines. And when I think of all you've been i'll look up at the clouds, my memories and maybe we'll see this through again.