a poem from my past

9 in da morn n i aint slept, livin the best dream i ever dreamt

light creeps thru cracks in the blinds
7 of us sittin here stoned outta our minds
nine in the morning n i aint slept
living the best dream i've ever dreamt
no sleep today in this dive
possibly falling but staying alive
the future is as bright as the window
but how to get there, we dont know
nine in the morning and i aint slept
living the best dream i've ever dreamt
giggling like children all the way
it's funny when the night turns to day
remembering days we never spent
talking about places that our minds went
nine in the morning and i aint slept
living the best dream i've ever dreamt
questioning existence thru suggestion
we have an answer then forgot the question
to solve riddles like sherlock now
i know i can but who knows how
nine in the morning and i aint slept
living the best dream i ever dreamt
following sentences without an ear
losing thoughts in each others beer
hopscotch might be to complicated
for minds that's this disintergrated
nine in the morning n i aint slept
living the best dream i've ever dreamt
arrogance and tolerance all in one
cooking your ribs all in fun
but jokes have to end sometime
and reality needs it's time to shine
nine in da morning n i aint slept
living da best dreami ever dreamt
the clock gives us a glance
and that moment gave us a chance
to end the day that was a night
n sleep thru the morning light
nine n da morning n i aint slept
living da best dream i ever dreamt

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i wrote this one a few years back, at nine in the morning(obviously) as my drunken state i was in, it didnt come out that bad. It followed a crazy uneventful evening that left me pondering my own existence. Now does this actually point to a time in which i started to grow up, No it dont, in fact this was probably the height of my "adult adolences" and one of the lower points in my life when i look back at it in hindsight. But all in all if you cant learn from something then i dont know why you did it in the first place, eh?

"Mama Used To Sing To Me"

"Mama Used to Sing to Me"..:
Mama used to sing to me. To settle my nerves at night.
I would just lay there in bed holding her hand so tight.
She'd encourage me to sing with her to no avail.
I was embarrassed as a child with a voice so frail.
But I lay there and listen to her sweet melody
Smiling throughout my sleep cause she was singing to me
Now im a grown man and I lost her so long ago.
But with every evening i close my eyes and sing soft and low.

"Ive seen fire and ive seen rain."
And I wish I could hear you sing it again.
James taylor don't do my memory right
And my voice wont help me through the night

Mama used to sing to me, and I still recall
Everytime she would end the song I'd ball
Crying to myself as she would leave the room
Knowing that I into my dreams id soon consume
I miss her everytime I lay down for bed
And I keep hearing her songs in my head.
But now im gonna be the parent singing at night
And I pray my daughter will hold my hand tight

"I've seen fire and I've seen rain"
I cant wait to sing that song again.
James taylor don't do my love right
And my voice will be heard every night

Mama used to sing to me.
Oh I miss those days.
Mama used to sing to me.
Oh how I held her praise.
Mama used to sing to me.
And I know one thing for sure
Mama used to sing to me.
And now I will sing for her.

thank you Mr. Taylor, you wrote a song about remorse and loss that my mother sang to me and to this day it makes me cry sweet tears with memorys of my mothers sweet voice.


this was written on February 14th, 2008. For some reason some of my best writing has happened on Valentines day. I dont know why, maybe it's the hopeless romantic in me yearning to get out. I dont know... well this poem is pretty self explanatory my mom sung to me and it's one of my greatest memories of her and now i sing to my daughter hoping she will remember it when i am gone.

a New Poem

“I’d Rather Die”

Skipping rocks across the pond, waiting for you to respond
Why do you keep me waiting, sitting here just anticipating
Wondering what your thinking, I think I’ll just start drinking
Drown my worries in a tall glass, tell my feelings to kiss my ass

That’s what I want to do, but I just cant
Get up outta here but I got to much restraint
You see what I want to do, is say goodbye
But compared to losing you, I’d rather die

Pacing a hole in the earth, ive been impatient since birth
Why do I need you with me, when you don’t want to kiss me
Wondering what your thinking, while i sit here drinking
Fill my glass to the brim, wondering why you left me for him

That’s what I want to do, but I just cant
Get up outta here but I might just faint
You see what I want to do, is say goodbye
But compared to losing you, I’d rather die

I could kidnap ya and just run away
I want your love, but not that way
I could hold a boombox over my head
But that’s a message that’s already been said
I could write the words you need to hear
But instead ill just finish my beer

You see what I want to do, is say goodbye
But if that means losing you, I’d rather die

Waiting, debating, anticipating, to relating
Infatuating, deliberating, exasperating, and castrating

A broken pencil snapped in half, and all I can do is laugh
Cause my inebriation hit me, but I still need you with me
and i can barely hold up my head, i'd rather be dead
than to spend another minute without you in it.

That’s what I want to do, but I just cant
Get up outta here and finish my drink
You see what I want to do, is say goodbye
But if that means losing you, I’d rather die

this poem isnt about anyone, or anything really... i was more or less putting myself into the shoes of an old freind of mine and a few movies ive seen in my life. Im not losing anyone (to my knowledge) and im about as happy as i have ever been in my entire life. So dont get the wrong idea, i just really liked the chorus i came up with and had to run with it.

"Your Such an Angel"

your futre's as bright and high, as lightning in the oklahoma sky. The beauty in your baby blue eyes only brightens when baby crys. It's amazing that you were meant for me. My life, my love, my pride, my destiny.

OOOOOOhhh it's such a sweet thing OOOOOOhhh your such an angel

OOOOOOhhh it's such a sweet thing OOOOOOhhh your such an angel

your little hands clutch my finger, the feelings i have im sure will linger. you sit there staring right at me. with all the love an eye can see. it baffles me that your really here, and now my purpose has become clear.

OOOOOOhhh it's such a sweet thing OOOOOOhhh your such an angel

OOOOOOhhh it's such a sweet thing OOOOOOhhh your such an angel

No wings just a halo of gold, you cant fly but you can soar ive been told. it's magical that im so in love, with an angel sent from above. I promise to be and do all i can. to help you grow from baby into a woman.

OOOOOOhhh it's such a sweet thing OOOOOOhhh your such an angel

OOOOOOhhh it's such a sweet thing OOOOOOhhh your such an angel

Smile for me, kiss my eyes

your perfection is no suprise

smile for me, open your heart

i promise we'll never be apart.