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Orion's Belt

theres a belt in the sky, three stars wide
though the world is spinning it will never hide
its become my best friend, listens at night
when I stand alone and curse this fight
one star's for the hope that i've kept
'til each morning comes and puts me debt
with God.
second star's for all the love that we give
though it doesn't give back, it's enough to live
with God.
Third star's for the meaning of suffering, 
though I dont understand, i know it's not nothing
..with God.

And this belt in the sky, three stars wide
Is my friend at night, when I sit and confide
In God.
Reminds me to hold on, though it's far out of reach..
And i dont have to see or feel to believe
In God.

Cause even the skies, like we do cry, tears of pouring rain
As if the universe relies on the presence of disdain
But I find comfort in knowing- these three stars together
will remain, like God, above me forever..

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Wake Me

held in abeyance, a prison guarded by pain...
suspended like clouds, ready to fall like rain..
drenched in derision, with a laconic control,
beguiled by time, a decamped soul.
torpid and detached in an aimless reverie
tranquilized and sodden, lost in soliloquy
im waking and shaking in this state of not knowing
lost who I am, and i wonder if it's showing...
im not myself.
and im filling these voids with things that destroy
could you find me and remind me who i am?
could you wake me and take me back home?

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Lost

held in abeyance, a prison guarded by pain...
suspended like clouds, ready to fall like rain..
drenched in derision, with a laconic control,
beguiled by time, a decamped soul.
torpid and detached in an aimless reverie
tranquilized and sodden, lost in soliloquy
I'm waking and shaking in this state of not knowing
lost who I am, and i wonder if it's showing...
I'm not myself.
and I'm filling these voids with things that destroy
could you find me and remind me who i am?
could you wake me and take me back home?

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Truth

religion is evil, turning people on people..

from muslims to christians, through murderous aquisitions.

with ignorance peaking, polititians speaking-

poisoning our youth with falsified truths-

righteousness pourin out their mouths. Ruthlessly

invading our minds, exposed to hate crimes

so easy to believe when they pay em' just to leave,

soldiers command to kill, against his will..no time to grieve

Now there's blood on the hands of good men and women-

guilty as sin 'cause they hear but don't listen..

I lost a friend to cancer, you've lost a friend to war,

what for? a folded flag dropped at your door?

defending this country was never wrong,

but imposing on others where we don't belong?

burning books of Gods, outweighing the odds

of what this world was meant for.

no shame. killing children and mothers. turnin brothers on brothers.

kids more familiar with bombs than thunder, burrying hope down under

the world they dream of..

900,000+ alone, just in Vietnam-

you think we'd have learned, yet instead-

dropping bombs. who's to blame? it's a game, only rule:

no shame.

motivated by vengeance. powered by hate.

when will we learn? it's already too late..

one more death. one more motherless child.

like a destructive tornado, or fire growin wild..

but worse. because we've done it to ourselves.

And lets not forget what we've done to the

earth.

from it's creatures to forests,depleting it's worth..

BP on it's knees

for the harm that it's caused-

Congress, hit the books. Time to rethink the laws..

and all it took was devastation.

I hope it was worth it.

all the poison me make, and take just to live-

without ever thinking, maybe it's our turn to give

back.

and I don't give a ---- who the president slept with,

I'd rather know about who the president met with,

crept with, put us in debt with.

it's more complex than portrayed; the edges are frayed..

believing the governments scandals, how the government handles

the drugs, the poor, and the people in need-

power in the hands of those powered by greed.

I wish I could cleanse the souls

of all i meet- reintroduce compassion

so we don't have to compete. mistreat. and abuse

our brothers. find forgiveness and redemption.

erase these exemptions that make one inferior to another.

peace is not cliche, or out of reach-

& those who say it is are simply weak.

its easier to believe, & to follow with neutrality

than to stand up for whats right and fight

for morality..

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Eh

Hope is dangerous in times like these;
I see the actions of others and I just
Can't believe.
I put myself in their shoes, knowing 
that they would never wear mine.
And I try to see through their eyes- but it's hard and I feel blind.
Oblivious to the injustices..There's too many wrongs we just let go.
turn our heads.. as if we don't know.
pathetic.
and we fearlessly take them seriously- as if they can be trusted.
pardoned of their past & the countless times they have been busted-
from the corrupt cops to the genocides- they enforce a law
which they don't abide.
they tell us who to be. what we do... and don't see.

they tell us we're free and we ignorantly agree.

but not me. not anymore. I'm done listening to leaders
who lead us into war.
This world could be beautiful- if compassion never died..
instead we're confined in walls of fear
        in which we complacently hide.

It's not just war- it's SO much more..
but
in terms of the severity- there's nothing else I'd rather see
than for all this nonsense
to stop.

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Ghost

Im running through the dark, chased by questions in my mind
Haunted by loves ghost, and I've got no where to hide..
And I try reason with him, please just let me be..
I'm just as lost as you are, but he denies my plea.
So I continue running, and he follows close behind..
Lingering like regret, as if there's something more to find.
And this ghost only comes at night, when the city around me sleeps.
And he's armed with all the memories that only loves ghost keeps
I ask him where he came from. And why he came to me?
'I'm just as lost as you are, but I've come to help you see..
He says he can see a heartbreak as a shadow on the ground,
& That I may not be aware but it's following me around.
He says he's come to save me, before this shadow takes my soul,
turning me into a ghost for the things I couldnt let go.
He says he can see that I am hurting but I need to move along..
He says Life, for him, is over because he held on far too long..
He's been a ghost for years now, pained with his mistakes,
roaming the lonely sky waiting for the next victim that love takes...
I'm letting go and moving on....Sitting contently on my past..
No longer running from the questions that I thought I'd never ask..


Broken Hearts Can Still Love.

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Ecstacy

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they call her love 
by Elena Volden on Thursday, January 7, 2010 at 3:35pm
naked beauty and untapped love,
she gives my life new meaning..
and when she sings me lullabies
i feel as though im dreaming.

she waits for me, inviting hope
says all pain dies in time
silence as we lay there,
her hand clasped in mine.

she says that she is lucky,
doesn't know she's got it wrong..
true love is like a melody
& she's the lyrics to my song..

And when I breathe,
I inhale her lust,
a burning passion
ignited with trust

when I close my eyes-
I get lost in her kiss.
Her touch is like magic,
her love is like bliss.

From everything I've lost in life,
I've never felt so bare;
The countless voids that I once had
are now no longer there..

Instead I'm filled with hope,
& overwhelmed with adoration.
This love hits me like ecstacy,
just like a euphoric sensation..

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Inside

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by Elena Volden on Tuesday, August 31, 2010 at 5:22pm

i dont know why things change..

or they die.

my eyes are like silver, dulled throughout time..

and my heart feels like glass

that just won't break.

all this weight

is nothing.

i wander within the walls i've built;

the absence of certainty keeps me awake

when i want nothing more

than to dream.

you give me hope. but only to distract me

from the reality that i lack the

capacity

to infinitly love. 

i want so badly to scream the songs

the angels sing

when i'm on my knees,

but it seems i've forgotten the words.

the idea of goodbye impairs me; surrenders me to fate.

things change, or they die..

i think of you, more often than i'd like to admit.

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Who's To Say..

who's to say how it's meant to be?
what's right to you may be wrong to me.
and who's to judge mistakes of others?
to say who can... and can't be lovers
and who's to point their fingers in blame?
to declare their pity, to deliver shame.
If shame exists, it's in how we act;
with infinite ignorance securely intact.
I believe in unconditional love;
and not only that,
but God above.
and to see this world,
compared to what it could be,
the blame should be placed on you
and on me.

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Mama

Your love is the greatness that conquers deceit 
The strength of forgiveness, behind each heart beat.. 
Your love is the ice that soothes my burns 
Like a fragrant balm that calms my concerns 
Like the brave heart soldier, fighting my thoughts.. 
The constant reminder to love what I’ve got. 
Your love is the peace, lost and found throughout time- 
The promise of hope that aides my troubled mind.. 
The feeling of contentment you’ve given me through truth… 
Reminiscent of the innocence you gave me in youth.. 
Your love is the remedy which heals my pain 
Like a never-ending melody that keeps me sane. 
Your love is the song only Angels can sing; 
To me, your love is everything.