Moon Lit Bay

Walking down the moon lit bay
Enjoying holding her hand

Her dress is sky blue
With little yellow flowers
Placed on randomly

She starts to sing a song
One she wrote when she was young
She had done no bad

So pure, I shed a tear of joy
She sang lovely for hours
It never got old

I knew she wrote it from her heart
Every sentence was so true and bold

Finishing her song
We look each in each others eyes
We then smile

Feeling the love swarm all around us
We touch lips

An overwhelming shock
Goes throughout my body
There was no denial

My eyes closed
I picture us in a
Red rose garden

She's in white
I'm in black

A man in white
Tells us how
We shall live together

I then open my eyes
We have fallen in love
Walking down the moon lit bay

Where Am I?

It has a smell of a hint of pickles,
Some people in here give me the wiggles,
All around are different kinds of races,
Some beautiful and many ugly faces.

People acting like absolute fools,
Smoking Marlboro's, Camel's, and Kool's,
To sit on, there are mostly stools,
A lot of the people here are tools.

Fucking hard asses starring at me,
Because I'm alone writing for free,
If I get in a fight here, many will see,
All gocking, the men won't leave the women be.

There are a few t.v.'s on the wall,
Once in a while you'll see someone fall,
Many different items you can choose from,
Half of the time, hot women will come.

Sometimes there are pool tables in here,
A few of these nasty places I fear,
If you don't know where I am so far,
I'll tell you guys, it's a fucking bar.

Merry Christmas My Friends

Ho ho ho, Merry Christmas friends,
Thanks for helping me through my bends,
I respect every single one of your trends.

From the parties to the hikes in the mountains,
It's all been beautiful like the oceans,
"One Love" to you all, tis true as Bob Marley's quotations.

You guys supporting me in my sobriety,
We have a dope ass secret society,
Our life depends on "our" recovery.

To those who supported me in jail,
It means the world to me, now all is swell,
Thank you to those who have helped me out of my hell.

You all mean so so much to me,
Spencer, we had dope times in that tree,
I hope you all see the love I see.

Goose, Tyler, Peter, Ian, and Davey,
Thanks for the safe place to party,
Getting me back into the program, thanks Marky (Mark Robison).

To all the women, you girls blow my mind,
So helpful, loving, beautiful, and kind,
A smile you have helped me find :).

To all my boys out there,
Thanks for having my back, I've got yours, I swear.
It's fucking amazing how much you guys care.

Everybody, I honestly love you all,
If you need me, I'll catch you if you fall,
For you, thousands of miles I would crawl.

To myself, another year survived,
Good job my man, forget about the things you've knifed,
A new love for life you've revived.

Let us all have a great 2011,
Rest In peace, all our friends in heaven,
I love you all 24/7.

I Can't Die Dead Enough

I can't stay down enough to die,
Living in this hell hole, is there a reason why?
I keep on getting pulled up from 6 feet under,
Is it the Gods who created the thunder?

I can't die dead enough to have a final end,
Angels save me, the Gods they did send,
Weakness runs through my body figure,
This spirit of mine is so impure.

The fire burns on, even though I don't want it to,
My fire burned bright when I was young and not in the blue,
But something changed, I became sad and lonely,
I'm by myself, I am depressed and the only.

Just let me go, I hate living with this head,
My blood is sad blue, it is no longer red,
From my cuts of hatred towards my mind,
All in rows of guilt and shame they are lined.

They found me left for dead in a gutter,
All shocked, there was an enormous clutter,
I can't finish it, people keep saving me,
Even when I was almost dead hanging from a tree.

Please, just let me finish my task at hand,
My next attempt is to sink in that quicksand,
That will take me under to the fire,
I plan to put out the flame, death is my desire.

Spencer Hogwerth

Yo, I be writin about my boy Spencer,
Your guys' friendship sucks, ours is denser,
We be mobbin up to our secret fort,
Our friendship has been long, not short.

We are the captains of outrageous fashion,

All kinds of music is our passion,
Huffin gasoline with Goose, walking down the street,
We would wobble together on our feet.

Hey look, it's Bob Burnquest, nice glasses,
Running in the streets of Delta with our naked asses,
My favorite times in life have been with him,
He's got a presence that's not whatsoever dim.

Night games, beating up Dodger or Cameron,
This friendship of ours will never be an abandon,
Both of us are the black sheep of the family,
Fuck it, lets go hide in our fort in the tree.

Longboarding in 9th grade together,
Remember soaking while skating in the rainy weather?
Now we live in different states, so what,
We still help each other through any rut.

Well my friend, it's been real, always,
You're my best friend, fuck what anyone else says,
Yet to come are great memories in the nights and days,
I promise I'll come visit you on the Cali bays.

Love you bro, you're my boy for life!