Through The Stormy Sea

Poems, thoughts, random writings, love, hurt and everything in between.

[cptnemosstorm]

Ready to fly.

I’m spreading my wings, testing my talons.

But why every time I stretch my wings I fall.

I fall right onto my face, I flip back over.

And stretch my wings again.

Longing for adventure and love.

-CptNemo

[cptnemosstorm]

Clip my wings.

Steal my Thunder.

Raid the temples.

I’ve given you everything.

And still you want more.

Put me on tour.

Let my light radiate for all to see.

Just so you can make a buck.

I still love you for who you were.

It’s time to start singing new songs.

Time for rebirth.

-Nemo

[cptnemosstorm]

My heart.

She took my heart,

now i dont even know where to start,

I feel like a robot,

cold and mechanical,

where is the oil for my soul?,

now they say im to old,

to begin a new fire a new spark,

please find me a new heart.

-nemo

[cptnemosstorm]

Throw out Money

The fact that we live and die for a piece of paper, perplexes my mind. We only have so much time on this planet and we grind and struggle for a piece of paper with a warlords photo on it. I can think of about a million other things i’d rather be enjoying. Like let’s go hike, swim, have a water balloon fight instead we are locked into thinking that we have to have money for anything. No we don’t. This idea has been on my mind for the past few months. I’d love nothing more then to go out into nature and build a log cabin with my own two hands.

-Nemo