It’s Friday.

Jᴜsᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ I ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴀɴᴅs,
Nᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴅᴏᴇs.
Rɪɢʜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ I ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ɪɴ ᴏɴᴇ ᴍɪɴᴅ
ᴛʜᴇʏ’ʀᴇ ᴀʟʟ ɢᴏɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏᴘᴘᴏsɪᴛᴇ ᴅɪʀᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ.
Nᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ
ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴏ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡᴀɴᴛs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛᴏʟᴅ
ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟɪғᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ sᴇᴇ
ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜʀғᴀᴄᴇ.
Tʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ɪɴ ɴᴇᴇᴅ
ᴡʜᴏ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴀsᴛᴇ
ᴏɴ ᴍᴜʀᴍᴜʀɪɴɢ,
ᴏɴ ʜᴀᴛᴇ…
Tʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʀᴇᴇs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ sᴇᴇɴ
ᴀɴᴅ sᴋɪᴇs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʟᴏᴏᴋᴇᴅ ᴜᴘᴏɴ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡᴏɴ
Wᴏʀᴅs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛᴛᴇɴ, “sᴏɴɢs ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ sᴜɴɢ”
Pᴏᴇᴍs ᴛᴏ ɪɴsᴘɪʀᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴜsɪᴄ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴘʟᴀʏᴇᴅ
Tʜᴇʀᴇ ɪs ɢʀᴏᴡᴛʜ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ғᴏᴜɴᴅ
ᴀ ᴅᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ sᴇᴀʀᴄʜᴇᴅ
Iғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴇʏᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴢᴇ
Tʜᴀᴛ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ɪsɴ’ᴛ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ʙᴀᴅ
ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ʟᴇᴀʀɴ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʟɪғᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ
ᴀɴᴅ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ Gᴏᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴘʀᴏᴄʟᴀɪᴍ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ “I ᴀᴍ ɴᴏᴛ ᴡʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜ sᴀʏ I ᴀᴍ…I ᴀᴍ ᴍᴏʀᴇ!”
ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜɪɴɢs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡɪʟʟ ғɪɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜs ᴡᴀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ғᴏᴜɴᴅ

more than  you could imagine!

Broken Heart:by starry eyed kid

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About Tymothy Longoria

Tymothy Longoria has been described as a writer with a flair for the dramatic (whether this is true still remains to be seen). He is a fan of all things fantastic, metal music, black t-shirts, and aligns himself with geeks, nerds, and all manner of monsters, and is an ardent, optimistic supporter of his fellow creatives. He has written several short stories for the online macabre zine Underneath The Juniper Tree and in 2012 was awarded Debut Author of the Year by Twisted Core Press for 'Envy', his contribution to the Seven Deadly Sins Anthology. He is currently editing his full-length dark fantasy retelling, Revenants: Book One of The Stories. Fairy tales? If only. Legends will be reborn. Tymothy calls Texas home, where he lives with his wife, two children, and a cat called ThunderCat aka Kitty PawKitty. He is represented by Bree Ogden of Red Sofa Literary. View all posts by Tymothy Longoria

One response to “It’s Friday.

  • Draven Ames

    Love the song. It was beautiful. I wish I could sing like that. Music is beautiful, even without the voice, but that was great.

    The poem is heartfelt. It made me think of war and images of a starving world, seeking something more. Maybe they search for the same thing we do, but more desperately. At least the poem seemed to touch on those moments, but art is subjective. We each get our own meanings, right? What did you have in mind when you wrote it?

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