In My Wildest Dreams (OctPoWriMo2015-Day 15)

I'd get away from here

I'd go far away

I'd never look back

In my wildest dreams

I'd get a one way ticket

Stay away from here

Remain unapologetic

In my wildest dreams

I'd co-exist with myself

I'd do whatever I please

I'd be my own best friend

In my wildest dreams

I'd be okay with being alone

My heart would hold no fear

I wouldn't need any of you

In my wildest dreams

The world's the limit

Maybe even time and space

Nothing would stop me

In my wildest dreams

I'm fearless

I'm brave

I'm unforgettable 

In my wildest dreams

 

 

There's Fire In You... (OctPoWriMo2015-Day 9)

Sparks fly

I let them ignite

Firestorms were always my favorite

Water dries

And you can't see the wind

And sometimes the earth cracks beneath your feet

But fire burns

And it spreads throughout the night

Destroying anything that gets in it's way

It doesn't stop at any cost

I always admired that

Fire is everywhere

In your eyes

Your gut

Your heart

Birthed from nothing but just a tiny spark

Now it's a four alarm fire

And it can't be stopped

There's no running

No hiding

Just spread your arms and embrace it

To the millionth degree...

The prompt for today was the elements. 

Color Me Black (OctPoWriMo2015-Day 8)

Black is what I always was

So I decided to embrace it

Heartache, mystery and sophisticastion

They all can sum me up

Just a little bit

But I know what color I am, it's a perfect fit

I'm the color people stay away from

They can't read me

To them, I'm a loaded gun

But I'm not here to talk about weapons

Because the words I write are plenty

24 years and they still don't get me

They think this means I'm dark on the inside

Yet this may be true

But there's still a light that shines

Because black doesn't mean I'm bad

Just that I'm a mystery

I think that's what gets them mad

My shade is too dark to see through

And they're afraid of what they can't see

So they try to mold me

But I was never one for conformity

So color me bad or color me good

It doesn't matter, I'll still be misunderstood

The prompt was "Color Me Good" and to write about a color that sparks a memory or a feeling. I've always been black which is associated with mystery and sophistication. By the way, I do remember the 90's group Color Me Bad (as was referenced in the prompt). http://www.octpowrimo.com/

Some Things You Can't Tell (OctPoWriMo2015-Day 7)

They said to stay away

You'll be no good for each other

Neither of us listened that day

Now we wouldn't choose another 

They listed the reasons why

Aired out your dirty laundry

But I didn't bat an eye

That's when they came after me

But you kept still and stayed

And that made me smile

We stopped caring what they say

5 years...I think we lasted a while

Much longer than they thought

Turns out we fit well

They never found the heartache that they sought

I guess some things you just can't tell...

The prompt for today was the road less traveled. We had to think of a time we didn't listen to popular opinion and ended up thankful we didn't. 

Freedom (OctPoWriMo2015-Day 6)

Freedom 

Isn't

What I need 

It's more than a 

Necessity, I

Crave it

Want it

Need it all

The time until

It consumes my mind

I need

A change

Of life or

A life of change

Things can't stay the same

FREEDOM