Really Short Song I Wrote on 9/11/12

I remember September tears, All the fighting through all these years.
I remember fireflies that night...
I remember when those towers fell
the people trying to get through hell
And I just wondered, are you coming home?

You walked into fire and walls,
Seeing if people could be brought home,
All the while I carried you in my heart.

Are you coming home?

Or is it too late?

Did those towers fall and take you away from me?

Oh I remember when, the worst thing was the hope.

Hope that you were still alive and I wouldn't get that call...

On that September night, when it was still too warm,
I heard a knock at the door and I ran cause I thought that you were home...

When I walked into the night, I could feel my heart freeze.
It was your Captain holding your helmet out to me.
I remember when those, Towers fell...



So Typically I don't write songs like this but I guess this is one of my exceptions. People tend to forget that there are hundreds of people that could be effected by a single death. I don't know what to tell anyone reading this, losing someone you love is devastating, but there are always going to be people that love you that are more than willing to help.

Why are you sad?

Why are you sad love?

Don't you know that once you sleep you can dream,

And that all those dreams could be dreams of things that are yet unseen?

Why so sad?

You can see the world once you close your eyes,

You can let your heart wander to the place where it lies.

Once you dream you can go there, to the place full of sighs, wistful wonderings and shining eyes.

Why are you so sad love?

To dream and see the things you most want is to leave this world and find another.

Go find your world where there are no goodbyes, only sweet dreams and lullabies.

Why do you fight love?

Don't you know that a dream is another word for adventures?

And dreamers are travelers wandering down their chosen paths.

Why don't you sleep love?

Close those tired eyes, shut out the dreary days that have past, and the ones that are coming ahead.

Rest your sleepy head, let the monsters of today slink away from your bed

Don't you see love?

The dreams that you dream are more than you see

The dreams that are dreamed are what you know you could be

I Still Remembered My Website!

Hey! look at that! my website hasn't been deleted. Woot!
I have a lot more stuff to write, including a lot of short stories (none of them completed) tons of spoken word/slam poetry type things, poems, songs, even interesting life stories to tell so I guess I have a ton to get started on D: oh well, not like I had a social life to begin with ^-^