Prison of Fire

this poem isn't about the passion of love but the passions of life. its to show that every artist is artistic in their own way and if they let their feelings consume them there is a way for them to express them in a creative way that can consume their life.

PRISON OF FIRE

i want to be a mage as i cast a spell on you
to dispell a passion from deep within you
so fierce that you have no other reaction
then to let it consume you

the flames of an ever burning ring of fire
where if you stay too far away
your bitterness becomes resentment
and your heart as cold as ice

yet somewhere deep within you
you feel this need for beaming warmth
a feeling that you cant shake off
as the icicles start to form

you feel this need for comfort
as your heart begin to ice over
ah! but there's the smoke of creativity
filling your lungs as you step closer.

if you just get close enough
your feelings start to become numb
as you melt away your insecurities
into a steam of no more

you ignite even the darkest of clouds
into a flame of bright passion
and overwhelming justice ashes
as you let your creativity take you as a heated prisoner

it absorbs the air around you
nestles within the flint of your desires
it takes its form as it flows with the winds of your beliefs
and across the angles of your being

it ignites your presence
burns up your remorse and consumes you
makes you feel at one with who you are
and what you were meant to live for

open yourself as a hostage
and feel the heat of passion.
as it locks up your cell
the passion becomes one with you

The Guy's Girl Guide

The Guy's Girl Guide.

To start this off I should explain that the "Guy's girl" is the honorary boy of the group of guys. She's the tomboy and she is accepted as one of the guys in every way except for strength, bachelor party invites, and is excluded on some sex talks.

Just like the Man Laws, these girls believe in a lot of the same but with minor tweeks.

So this is my start to a Guy's Girl Guide:

1) By accepting the role of the Guy's Girl, you are hereby excluded from the "womanly" jobs when around your guys. This includes: cleaning up after them, grabbing them their beers (unless they have offered to grab you one as well), and cooking (unless it is grilling).

2) As the Guy's Girl, it is under penalty of death, if you knowingly cockblock one of your guys. It is up to you to stay your distance if they are going for the kill. And if you can help them get the girl, they owe you the first round next time you are out. 

3) Don't waste alcohol. EVER. And call out anyone that isn't manly enough to finish their drinks.

4) As a Guy's Girl, it is strictly forbidden to sleep with your guy friends. You would instantly lose all rights to the Guy's Girl title and become the Group Slut from that point forth. 

5) If your guys offer to give you a ride and they find a girl to bring home, it becomes your job alone to find a new way back. (This refers to the Guy's Girl Guide #2)

6) You are allowed to outrightly call out a guy for wearing short shorts, popped collars, a rolling backpack, a lower back tattoo or a manpurse. These things take away his Mancards and thus question your choice in the guys you hang out with. If your guys are caught in these in public, your rights are temporarily revoked as a Guy's Girl. (Unless the said guys lost a bet.)

7) If you catch one of your guys cheating, in no way, are you to tell the girlfriend. Yes, it might make you question your role but you need to remember you are one of the guys. And by doing this you will lose their trust and lose your title. (You are allowed to yell at them by all means necessary and work on getting them to confess).

8) When one of your guys is trying to pick up a hot girl, you can be a substitute wingwoman for the ugly friend. Your job title includes: starting a conversation and keep her distracted enough so your guy can do what he needs to do.

9) When toasting with beers you clank at the bottom. 

10) As the Guy's Girl of the group, you are excused from the burping, farting and scratching rules that men believe women don't do. 

11) You must be up to date on some sports (if not all) and be able to hold your own in a battle of the wits when it comes to these such conversations.

12) You are allowed to pick fun at, shit talk and joke around with your guys.

13) If you have a problem with breaking nails, you must immediately resign.

14) Whatever the boys are going to do (whether illegal, immoral, or wrong), you must as well. (However, you are allowed to explain the consequences and make them double think their actions).

15) You may at some points need to play the translator for the woman language, also you may need to be their advisor on what to do/change/act when it comes to women. This is as girly as you are allowed to get and during these talks you get upgraded to the "Guy's Spy" (an honorable, noble and cherished title).

16) In some point in your life, you have to learn stick and about cars. You need to know how to change your tire, your oil and your brakes. And under no circumstance do you take the help from another man if he offers (unless you screwed something up and have admitted defeat).

17) You need to like fighting and action movies. 

18) When you wrestle with your guys, crotch hits are STRICTLY prohibited. 

19) Dainty is not in your vocabulary unless there is a formal event to attend. 

20) Even though you are a girl, you need to know and accept the Man Laws for your guys.

21) You have the right to call any guy out for being a ManBitch (aka not following the Man Laws).

22) You may never ask the guys the womanly trick questions.

23) If you are mad at one of your guys, tell him. Don't play the "I am fine" card. Own up and get it out so you can move on.

24) You are not counted as a woman on guy's night out. Thusly, you are allowed to be invited. Especially if its for a sports game.

25) You are allowed to yell at your guy's for being invited to the baby/wedding showers of their significant others. If they don't want to go, they should know you dont want to go either.

26) Stealing Man Law #71:The girl who replies to the question "What do you want for Christmas?" with "If you loved me, you'd know what I want" gets an Xbox. End of story. 

27) If the guy's end up in jail. You will be honored with the first call and you need to use every resource available to you to bail them all out. 

28) You don't have to be as good as the guys, but you have to play along. This includes videogames, sports, and jokes. However, if you are better you have every right to shove it in the guys face for the rest of time.

29) You can not be offended by woman jokes.

30) You can plead the fifth on what happened to said guy, if his wife or girlfriend calls. 

31) When you have a significant other, and have been accepted by his friends as one of the guys, it is your duty to help them score as much as you can.

32) It is legal to make fun of women and discredit yourself as one when you are the Guy's Girl. As the Guy's Spy, you must answer truthfully for yourself and the women you know. 

33) If a guy asks for advice: give it. But assume they won't listen.

34) You are not allowed to bust into tears in front of your guys, unless its the last option availible. And they are allowed to kick whosever ass needs it, following this engagement.

35) You must assume the role of little sister, when the guys get protective. 

36) You may never take to heart their jokes.

37) You must have a zombie getaway and take over the world scheme that out trumps your guys. 

38) You are allowed to get your guys free drinks if another guy is trying to get with you.

39) You must assume you are right, until you are proven 100% wrong. 

40) You must know how to shoot a gun.

41) If one of your guys wants to order a "girly drink", you must order one as well. (Bonus points if you order it for him).

42) You are not allowed to talk about clothing (unless it is jerseys), Bras (unless the topic is boobs), or feelings unless completely necessary. 

43) You must never make a guy pussy whipped and must call them out if someone else did

**there are probably more that i have omitted due to a time restraint

This Is Why I Hate Women

"Gymnastics is like the Navy Seals, but harder. There are, like, 2000 Navy Seals, but only 200 elite gymnasts. I guess most teenagers would rather have a life than spend 6 hours a day training to do tricks that could KILL you. Don't be fooled by the leotards, people! The things that gymnasts do make the Navy Seals look like wusses. And we do them WITHOUT a gun!"

Such bullshit. God forbid they have what could be considered a job as they try to get on television. They don't do shit for anyone else but themselves. Sure they work out, but its not near "harder" than the seals. It's bullshit these women think that they are that amazing when the things they do to put themselves in harm's way. "Harm's way" is for their own pleasure instead of for the sake of the millions around them. Screw women. They can suck it.

Midnight Dream

Midnight Dream

She's got a lil swagger to her walk
--a little jump to her step
Her eyes are even brighter than a million sunsets

Shes got those deep blue eyes
--like a midnight dream
Lord a girl would think "this can't be me"

She's got her heart beating fast
--an earthquake beneath her chest
It's like a little race car that just beat the best

She;s got a brand new smile
--a new contagious laugh
A way to show the world love happens like that

She's got a glow to her face
--a dazzling look in her eyes
Anyone that knows her, knows the reason why

You have brought her back to life
--given her some hope
This is true love and just the way it goes.

So she has a lol swagger to her walk
--a little jump to her step
Boy you better know you make her like that.

It all started with an initial shock. One that consumed us like a lighting bolt that touched down in the ocean. Everytime we touch, i can still feel like electricity that courses through my veins. Because the sound of your voice sparks my smile. The look in your eyes electrify my soul. And the taste of your kiss jolts all my senses. Whoever said lighting doesn't strike the same place twice should probably look at my heart since you've been around.

Do you know you bring out a glow to her. Shes not sure she ever experienced? its like your touch shocked her and there is electricity racing through her blood.

Its like i was mezmorized by you. You were the fire to my water. the danger and awe to my calm and steady. and i begged for a touch not knowing what would happen. and through the courage, i finally got close enough. not realizing even water can get burned.

And there she was as if a miracle was brought to her. he had shown her what its like to be happy. what love can really be

I believe in different kinds of love. the ones that you slowly stumble into and get wrapped up in. the ones that draw you in and take you over and the ones that electrify you and you can not live without.

The Author's Role

She wants to be your lover.

Your midnight walks along the secret hidden beach

With the mystical sunset looming out before you

The one to reach for your lonely hand

Just when you thought you'd never get your perfect kiss

She wants to cause that smile.

She wants to be your best friend

Your girlfriend you giggle with like school girls

As you pour over old fads and broken records,

Lost boyfriends and cherished memories

The one you can confide in when the rest of the world shuts you out

She wants to cause that laugh.

She wants to be your drug dealer

Your weakness in the obsession. 

The way your thoughts are clouded by darkness

The fire in your eyes and the weakness in your mind

The one that makes you beg for just one more hit, one more struggling vision

She wants to cause your confusion.

She wants to be your enemy

Your stubborn ways are only good if used against you

She wants to feed that thought and watch your mind do its magic

As it twists and turns with new anger

The one to make you feel your power and ignite your passion

She wants to cause your strength

She wants to be your heartbreaker

Your kryptonite as you walks among us. 

She wants to be the reason that you suffer and

Every death that you couldn’t take

The one to make you cry your heart out to a world that won’t listen

She wants to cause your tears

She wants to be your brother

Your smart ass jab and cause for bruised ribs

The one that wrestles you to the ground

And can school you in games.

The one that always one up's you and brings you to your knees

She wants to cause your embarrassment

She wants to be your author

The one that you feel converts you to a whole new world

To all new feelings that you never had.

She wants to be the one to light the way

The one to remind you what it’s like to imagine

She wants to cause your reaction.

Just by being another half to a thought that you never spoke

And a twinge of a feeling that you never forgot

Just by giving you new remarkable encounters you never thought of

And incomparable frustrations that you never felt

She wants to be the one to bring out the passion that you didn’t even know you had

She wants to be your distraction. 

...In a world where you think you are a whole.

She wants to be your other half.

Her First Time Here

Her First Time Here

And this whole place became her escape.
She walked around her secret garden
Staring at the blooming scenery
As if taking her first breathe,
Falling passionately in love,
And seeing color for the very first time
In a world so distorted with shades of black and white

Among the crowded streets and planned out lives
She noticed a life she always passed up
By taking her time she found herself in awe
Of the couples, young and old, living in the moment
As they giggled and held each other in their open arms
She watched as they fell in love all over again
Under the clear blue sky and budding trees.

She noticed the smells come to life.
The new leaves and dandelions aroused her every sense
How that hint of lusciousness in the air
Could drown out the busy streets,
Honking horns, and metallic sky scrapers
How the wind became its own dance
That her hair couldn’t help but find the flow to
As its melody forced a kiss on her bare cheek
She noticed everything danced with the wind’s rhythm
And to the crashing waves rhythmic heartbeat.

Most importantly, how important taking a single
Moment out of her own hectic life
To realize the liveliness of such a busy place
Isn’t hidden behind a PDA screen and important calls
But in between two lover’s hands.
It’s not among the crowded trains
And mumbled words of passengers
But among the butterflies enjoying the sweet
Smell of newly cut grass and primroses in blossom.

How life isn’t about how much time she uses up,
But how much she enjoys the song of the waves
And the dance that the wind performs among
The laughing trees and passionate clouds
That among this busy city are all the colors
She just began to appreciate for the first time
Sitting there in her secret garden

Everything Happens for a Reason

From March 2010
the past year of my life has been unexpected.
i have changed and grown up a lot.
i have learned how to take the unknowns of life on
and to jump as high as needed to go to surpass any obstacle.
i can look at everything i have encountered
and realize that its exactly what i needed at that time.

i needed this year of crazy memories, new friends, new boys, and a new life.
i needed a year that devoted to finding myself, creating myself, and to freeing myself.
i needed this year to become the EXACT person i want to be
and to realize the strength, morality, and character that i do have.
i needed this year to realize what i am worth and what i can be.
to figure out how important i am and how much i can mean to someone.

i needed everything that happened to me.
every fight, every fall, every mistake,
every change, every smile, every laugh,
every i told you so, every i love you and every breathe.
i needed to figure out what cards i hold in my own hand
and how to play the right ones over the wrong.

i needed every text, every phone call, every message
every heartbreak, every love, every heartbeat
i needed every encounter, every hello and every goodbye.
i now understand that i am able to do anything and that it'll be worth it.
i now know that life will work out because it is right now.