Just Like That . . . .

Just like that

I want to live,

I want to die,

I want to reach above the sky.

Above the earth,

I want to fly,

Though impossible, I want to try.

I want to jump,

I want to roll,

I want to seperate my body from my soul.

I want to crawl,

I want to run,

I want to shine brighter than sun.

I want to love,

I want to hate,

I want to win and defeat my fate.

I want to die,

and take rebirth,

as a illusion on a seperate earth.

I want pleasure,

I want pain,

I want to run madly in rain.

I want to smile,

I want to frown,

take my bike and hit the town.

I want to stare,

I want to blink,

I want to mind, nothing to think.

I want to scream,

I want to shout,

on a lonely road I want to roam about.

I want to take,

I want to give,

a cheerfull life I want to live.

I want to laugh,

I want to cry,

this poem will make your mind fry.

I had less,

but plenty of time,

So, just like that, I wrote this rhyme . . . .

A Place We Can Go . . . .

Steps to heaven

The deeper part of the dark, 

Is when you cannot hear your heart.
Step by step you make amends,
choosing wisely, picking up friends.
Store bought tokens take you plans,
putting them in machines that make you dance.
What a country town that drags you down,
surrounded by people that makes you frown.
Speaking words that seem profound,
digging up dirt that should remain underground.
I am just a simple person that loves to lounge,
play the guitar and sing out loud.
But men try to crush me, tear me apart,
By snatching my tools and thrashing my heart,
Ditching my ways and putting up thorn,
Stepping on me and making me mourn.
I want to roam, I want to sing,
I want to fly spreading my wing.
Somewhere beyond life I want to reach,
A place where all rules I can breach.
Where I can be me and noone else,
where I can dance and sing as my heart tells.
A place where there is only light and no dark,
somewhere in this world I can hear to my heart.