One I wrote I thought I'd share...
Mood:  hug me


Make a Wish Shooting Star

Compatibility falls from the sky,
Seeking for the Angel's flying high.
Hope is found in the heavens of the streets,
The answer is found beneath our feet.

We could be famous,
But it wouldn't mean as much,
Pondering over the thought,
I get stuck.

Turning towards the stars,
Feeling kinda far,
I found a new healing process,
though my soul still has scars.

Searching for meaning,
In something so cleaning,
Degrading is so demeaning,
I'm still stuck, I'm still dreaming.

Feeling connected,
Completely respected,
My serenity has been reflected,
My open heart has been affected.

Twinkling stars,
Touch of faith,
All my worldly problems have been erased.

Simplicity is the key ,
To fulfill my needs,
The end of the world,
Could justify the means.

New horizons on the brink,
My body shivers when the stars wink,
and the shadows slowly sink.

Feeling so fresh,
Feeling so revived,
Another day, another soul to scrape,
Another day I survived.

Another day to thank,
the one most high.
Finally content,
My sinking ship has arrived.

The door has been unlocked,
Insanity has been blocked,
Relief that there is hope,
And I'm shocked.

I found out my self pride,
was overrated,
and overstocked.

The symmetry of separate paths
is staggering,
Yet the forbidden status
is flattering.

Growing towards reflections
of the moon,
And further away from my
temple of doom.

Painting paths I only dream of walking,
It doesn't mean as much unless we're talking,
as it does when I look into your soul through your eyes.

~ Angel