What is money?

[frostyangel]

At first to know nothing,
at last to know something.
Working these tides of my
smile, Swiming in these eyes
with nothing left to dive into.
Looking down at hands that
are too old, for this young body.
My hair shines the light that
the angels' survive in...
My memories have all faded,
and being in touch with this
life has gone a bit sour.
I know no inviting scent, that
makes me feel safe.
But the mystery of your life,
drags my destination for some
what of a hault. Knowing that
when I come close, you'll offer too
much for my emptiness to handle.
What were all those words,
rambling in this space...I walked
out the door. Hopped in the car,
slamming the door behind....
Just needing the time away...
Away, from the noises of all the
streets and the people who shed
their own unhappiness on.
I caught up to the bridge of the
last destination. I walk to the edge.
Knowing, I didn't have to turn around
to see what I had left behind.
I took out the shelled nothings of
creation...turning my pockets inside out.
Hrmm..not even a penny *shrugs*
I sat down, rolled up my pants.
Placed these to many worn down
shoes next to me. Hanging my feet
over.......laying back.
As I lie here, watching all these
clouds take shape of my thoughts,
I turn to realize what has become
around me, I hear the water tumble
over the rocks, and a sweet breeze,
rustling through the trees' leaves.
Silently, I dream.
Eyes wide shut...
And I think of you...
I want to float along the comforting
sounds, breath as if I don't exist..
Knowing that all I imagen is true...
I wanted to feel the importance
of life as a child, so much hope,
all that room to grow..
And I know just the presense
of you would cost me nothing.
And if you were all I needed,
I would survive, for so many
years to come.
And to build strength besides
your own, gives you the power
of two...standing for the right,
of what I thought you needed.
So when my eyes do close, I
wouldn't have to think, how
to stay a float....hold me up.
Breath for me...
Live for me...
And always remember me....

 

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whoa...
i had to take off my headphones and read that twice. i diddnt catch the title the first time, it gives a different perspective. This was very thought provoking and well written, it felt like you got inside my own head for a moment. What is money anyways? were just gonna die and loose it all!

I wanted to feel the importance
of life as a child, so much hope,
all that room to grow..
And I know just the presense
of you would cost me nothing.
live and love while ya still can baby!
Im gonna hafta say this was best post in words ever, next to the one by Spore or my own work (hehehehehehe). Seriously!

 

[Audio]

Very well-written. I like. Thank you for sharing that with me.

 

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~**sUpA BuMp**~

 

[E-girl]

i know that you and i cry often over money, or rather, our lack of having it; but we dont need money to be happy.
i lost my puppy today, and i havent cried this hard in years. we brought her home and put her in her little bed, and just stared at her for a couple minutes, and petted her. she was so cold, and so stiff, and her fur wasn't soft and fluffy like it usually is. her eyes were half open... looking at nothing.
that was unbearable sadness.
but here, we have 3 cats who are alive and well and love us. we have a house that we made beautiful, and we struggle to afford it. sometimes we dont have enough money to go grocery shopping, but there's always some Spongebob macaroni lying around... and maybe we dont have enough money to go on a fabulous vacation... but only TRUE hazletonians can appreciate a day at Hickory Run or nachos at Ernies.
money isn't everything. we'll get by.

 

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ILL BUY YOU GUYS SOME FOOD!