If there’s something you want to know. I bet you’ve already witnessed it. Just haven’t heard it.
— Arias Bones
Push the negatives aside and go hungry for the positives. Be positive. Learn to let go of the past and move forward into your future. Move forward. The past made you who you are today. A better, wiser, and stronger person. Take some risks. At least you tried. Don’t be afraid to make mistakes. They’re lessons for the future. Everything has a reason. Believe in yourself, not by somebody else. If you want something done. Do it. Fix it. Learn from it. Be happy and be honest.
— Arias Bones
I want you in my arms
That way I know you’re safe under my care. Not by imagination, but by your existence. I know I’ll find you somewhere in this world.
— Arias Bones
Tuesday
It’s sad how certain situations can stop a person from wanting what they want. And there’s not much you can do. Either you have to wait, or face the fact that ignoring what you want is the wrong choice right now. Yeah right now, meaning that if its meant to happen it’ll happen. There’s no reason to rush things. But if you feel that life is short and you go by that, then follow your heart. Cause time is precious. Living life with regrets is like, having a knife stabbed to your leg. The pain lingers if left untreated. And it hurts. Don’t brush off it off.
But you can’t run away from the feelings you believe in. Whatever the situation is, you’re letting it stop you from wanting what you want. Now that’s sad.
— Arias Bones
The Real Poet
Poets often reveal their emotions through words when they can’t in person. They describe how they truly feel in words to confuse their readers. I don’t want to do that, but I have to. There’s no other choice. I’m part poet part real. I’m real to what I say. It may lead into something, it may not. It could be bad, or good. More than what you wished for. How will you know if you don’t take the chance? That’s another thing. Chance. Be mature about it. Don’t push anyone away. You’re not a kid anymore. When will you grow up and actually make your own decisions? You can’t let it eat you up like a disease. That’s when regrets start to build up and you got yourself to blame for it. You have a brain and a heart, use it for once.
So a bird flew away and left its house. Next morning the house left. Why? it had no home. I’m part poet part real. This is misleading but what else is real when they don’t feel?
— Arias Bones
[unfinished]
