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A Wish. I made a wish upon a star,A Wish. by ~Xaviorzion
I Kept that wish close to heart,
If I die before it's true,
Know my wish, is a wish for you,
To keep you safe,
To keep you sane,
To keep you for myself by name,
I made a wish upon a star,
I kept it close; next to my heart,
I'm still alive, the lord I pray,
He sent an angel with your name,
You're my angel, it's very true,
My wish upon a star; came true.
Heavy Stress I seem to be awake at nightHeavy Stress by *WordOfChen
For my mind is rushing on
The stress will always haunt me
Into the hours of the morn
I've never been a nervous man
But some nights I need to think
I find myself so filled with stress
I seek the bathroom sink
Vomiting, vomiting
Out it goes
Everything emerges
And chokes the nose
The dizzying thoughts of this bitter stress
Forgive me mother, I can't be the best...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 16th May 2012
A Troubled 15 Year Old Father has a lady friendA Troubled 15 Year Old by *Souljacol
Of ill gotten gains
Sells her body for money
A handful of change
There will be no benefit
For my family
On hotel bedside tables
You'll find our money
Mother has a habit
Leaves needles lying around
Down the side of the sofa
Where infant hands slide down
Hoping to find some money
A handful of change
A perfect family portrait
And I am the frame
A troubled fifteen year old
Born under a bad sign
I learnt like most children
To cry before I smiled
In time my smile will fade
Though the tears will remain
I fear for the things I will lose
Before my family change
Breaking Through the Ashes Made so many mistakesBreaking Through the Ashes by ~irishberdie
Don't know how to come through
Changing the patterns
Of eternity
Fate does not rest on embers burning bright
A future past thrones
A phoenix arises out of the flames
Changing the winds
Chimes peak through
Ubiquitous to nature
Shining, you'll be a bright star
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