april 4th - procrastinationthere's something to be done,
there has to be.
after all, there always is something..
but i can't quite put my finger on it.
i refuse to.
too much fun,
to be had.
too little time,
for both work and play,
in a day.
and what kind of loser,
would choose work,
"i'll start it tomorrow -- for sure."
"there's still a lot of time. it's fine."
but there's not.
"this time i'm not gonna wait til the last minute -- no way."
but i always, always will.
screaming through sleepiness,
working through tears.
making empty promises,
that it'll never happen again.
but it will, it always will,
and i'll always regret.
the play before work,
april 3rd - summer of a simpler timethe beach;
where such a vision comes to mind.
the hot sand,
simmering against our toes.
gentle at first,
and then throwing us off our own balance,
falling into each other's.
these were the days.
the sun shining everywhere,
blinding and bright,
but still pleasant,
abstract artwork of their own.
that we'd exchange with one another.
this was living.
and during these days,
was when i knew life was good.
during these days,
i felt not alone,
but warm by your side.
i can still hear it now.
it can still be felt.
that's how i know.
that hand in hand together,
we would never truly let go.
holding the memories of our warmth
encasing the remains
of our summer.
our summer of a much simpler time.
april 2nd - childhood daysi remember a time,
of crisp, misty dewdrop mornings.
where sleep was nowhere to be found,
only excitement dwelling on Christmas Eve.
the constant snip of the scissors,
as every chunk of hair fell,
with every new haircut.
and every new memory.
playing cowboys and indians with my brothers,
in the backyard that was our Imagination's forest.
and freedom had no boundaries.
our dreams could soar forever.
i remember a time
when friends were made,
not by talking,
but by playing.
there were no worries,
besides the monsters under my bed.
no better comfort,
than a teddy bear by my side.
high school was a dream,
of popularity and parties galore.
not a stress-filled nightmare,
of hourly homework, presentations, and projects.
and though the days of life,
will leave their everlasting wrinkle imprints.
and losing my youth,
is not a choice but a burden.
i will never forget the way the world felt,
when there were faces in the clouds,
and music in the air.
i will never forget my childhood days.
april 1st - things to cherishtime is the enemy of life,
that and sometimes change.
but time is merely a part of life,
and some things will always stay the same.
as time goes on and life changes,
never forget the simplicities.
cherish the bad as much as the good,
these are Life's cherry delicacies.
never forget the laughter shared,
among friends and family alike.
always remember the worst of times,
the unknown hardships and fights.
the way the sun shines down in a way,
the way that baby birds sing.
the denial to conform, the courage to fight,
promise you'll remember these things.
the sound of a sweet dream coming true,
the feeling of nightmares overcome.
the ability to fight through it by ourselves,
and then realizing we were never alone.
the very first times of everything,
the final brokenhearted wish.
of all in life's journey, in all of our time,
these are the things that you must cherish.
welpfriends might not be forever,
but the memories will always stay.
reminding me of the time we shared,
before life took our time away.
life may change suddenly,
possibly for the worst.
but before the nightmares came to play,
our good times were here first.
time could leave you in confusion,
screaming and begging to know "why?"
but time takes everything away,
before you even want to say goodbye.