Vary...

Feelings of content,
May arise to the left,
to the right is something ,
with a little more spirit,

where have all our revolutions gone,

Touch hearts and gravel,
touch city scape allure,
am I ready to stop short,
slow down,
fling the crown,

we're lost and discovered at the very same time,

What drivel is this,
the words a write,
in order to impress you,
If my being is not as impressive as it sounds ,
is there a point to this conversation,
Is there a point to conversation,
talking leads to argument
and we cannot take raised voices,
sets us off,
and god help the other side,
the bystanders,
fuck them as I do what I like,
I'll walk and run and havoc,
wherever I want to,

Its not affecting you,
Its the children,
The youth of our age,
not violence and things that make make them happy,
corrupt there minds,
it is us,
there suns and moons and stars,
how have I not realized my neglect,
its too bad I dont care,

Does anyone care,

and give peace a chance,
said someone with more time on there hands,
this has gone on too long for such idol things,

we have bigger fish to drown,

To let you know....

To let you know, "Lost forever...(Part I) is in fact lost forever. I wrote both Part I & II as a whole and then split it up becuase it had two different subjects, when trying post the two on this place the first part had accidently deleted. So now its lost forever.
Sorry for your loss.

Lost forever.... (Part II)

I remember days of green,
To sit amongst the streets,
And beneath lights of orange glow,
Clinging to love and laughing with friendship,
Idol times with idealistic measures and signs,
Spending seconds on sounds and minuets on conversation,
Hours on staring,
And the weeks go by,
To bring me to a present day,
A preset way,
Of crossroad yearning,

The weeks that pass,
And days go by,
Minuets wait and,
Seconds lie,
To cry at night,
Challenging sleep to feel the growth,
And his and her and there faces,
Smiling and gyrating,
To fit the situation,
What have I lost to gain,
What mistakes have I made,
To find and replace with loss and pain,
And I miss you all,
No doubt,
There may be drought of words,
But meaning sets in,
Someday.....,
We will never be together again,
And I regret,
Regress,
Digress,

Now the end had no start,
Just thoughts and words on a wall,
Sticks on trees to find what we have lost,
Looking to the future is blinding a right,
Light at the tunnel,
Is just a low lamp,
Now what am I to do,
As I lie at these crossroads,
In the middle of the road,
And I scream at the dark sky,
And I gently wait,
For a speeding car.