Cache's Poetry Lounge

The light is bright

It’s all such a beautiful sight

It’s a place where there’s no such thing as fright

Everyone’s home is a palace

And there’s no such thing as violence

You’ll catch no one fighting

You’ll catch no one crying

Don’t we all want to be there, rather then here

Don’t we all wish this place were sincere

Official, the real deal with a seal

How about we just continue to imagine that we’re there and never look back

But you have to promise maybe ...

Souls here…Souls there

Smell of death in the air

Those people are dead and no one cares

 And of course it isn’t fair

Then again life isn’t fair

Doesn’t matter anyway cause they’re dead

Smell of death in the air

Time of death, who cares

There’s not a decent soul around here

Cold hearted, mean, careless

These demons are fearless

These families are…in pain

This outrage is insane

And life is nothing but a game

Press the wrong button on that control and something bad...

Big dreams? That’s how it seems.

Young poet and a Surgeon in the future.

Bright lights & shooting stars!

I can’t wait ‘til it’s my turn. I’ve been waiting in line for a while buts its ok.

Because once I get on this rollercoaster I’m never getting off.

Like they say “Life is what you make it”. So why not make it right?

Knowledge is power, I like this power, and I use this power.

I believe if you have knowledge then you have wisd...

But I can’t seem to figure out which one seems right.

With you there was always a beautiful sight, my life was always so bright.

With him it’s reality but the picture didn’t have great quality.

What am I to do when it comes down to who?

Who I wanna be with, who I’d like to be seen with.

With him I’m me, with you I’m someone else, the picture is really hard to pursue.

And it all leads to the question, what should I do…

I wan my love to be true, m...