A Growing Life

A Growing Life

Tremble for me,

For I can’t tremble myself……

Right now can you feel for me,

Because right now I feel numb.

Right now can you breathe for me,

For I can’t even hum.

My life is living for the grateful undead…

For I am still a book unread.

Bring me to life by reading me…

A delicate soul for all to see.

And instead of living alone in the dark,

I have finally made my mark!

But until then…

Right now can you feel for me,

Because right now I feel numb.

Right now can you breathe for me,

For I can’t even hum.

I am a book, still yet to be read…

And I am thankful, for the grateful undead.

By Julia Grace Vogel

Gateway



Gateway

Your speech is the gateway to your soul.
It lets people in and makes you feel whole.
It treasures your heart, and makes you feel bold.
And it grows deeper as you get old.
It's when the ocean is about to unfold.
And reveal a beauty richer than gold.
For this majesty may never be sold.
In a world of charisma.
Low and behold.
Passion dwells deep inside.
Come on now,
Speak...
& join the ride.
You may see another side,
Where words of wisdom used to hide.


by Julia Grace Vogel

The World Is A Scary Place

The World Is A Scary Place

The world is a scary place!

It’s not only innocent obstacles we have to face.

And it’s not the innocent insanity!

It’s simply the crazy immorality.

We have to be careful in this world,

For the world is a scary place!

Just because your crazy, that doesn’t mean…

You do, or would do harm!

Being a good person is no longer based, on your mental stability.

I would give anything to be happy go lucky.

But guess what?

That’s no longer completely reality.

Yeah it sucks,

And I know the world is a scary place!

No use in being frightened by it.

We’re better off trying to understand it,

And learn to deal with it.

Because the world is no longer as safe.

Yes my friend…

Sorry to tell you, but the world is a scary place!

Sometimes I wonder why…how I get by.

I’ll tell you what that reason is.

With all the turmoil and madness in this world,

There is some peace and goodness in this world too!

Sometimes I wonder why… how I get by.

I’ll tell you what that reason is.

There may be some horrible people in this world,

But there are some wonderful people in this world too!

Yes it’s true.

Despite this world being such a scary place!

By Julia Grace Vogel

Hope

Hope

I was born and raised to think anything’s possible!

I see the tunnel of my life,

And at the other end I see my dreams!

I know where I am, and I know where I stand.

Still, on my journey --- I come across obstacles yet never fall.

And I am reminded, good things are possible.

The angel of hope guides me down the tunnel of life.

Always and forever, the angel of hope will stay with me!

And I know throughout life I must never lose hope,

Because hope will never lose faith in me.

And will always remind me, good things are possible!

　

Julia Grace Vogel

Unique



Unique

　

I’m not like other girls.

So many girls are so close to being very the same.

It begins to feel rather inane.

I’m glad I’m not like that, so bleak.

I’m very proud to be unique.

I’m delighted that I’m not just another item,

On the shelf in the store.

I think I’d be more prone for you to adore.

I hope you believe I’m much more than just another faculty.

Because the best part of being unique is that I’m truly me!

　

By Julia Grace Vogel

Music



Music

Listen to the melody.

Listen to the tune.

It can take you to Mars.

It can take you to the moon.

It can sound sassy.

It can sound sweet.

It can sound crazy, kicking up the beat.

It can sound hazy.

It can sound sharp.

It can sound elegant like an angel’s harp.

It can sound mysterious in many ways.

It can sound deep or it can be a phase.

It can sound strong. It can sound weak.

It can sound elaborate or it can sound meek.

Whatever it is, make sure it touches your heart,

Because lovers of music don’t want to be apart!

By Julia Grace Vogel

Weary Traveler



Weary Traveler

It’s when the world is

set asunder…

Tortured by grief and

torn by blunder.

Choice is echoed, by lightning and thunder…

In this complex world, of light and wonder.

The fork in the road, is very bewildering.

Cuz you don’t know, the terrain you’ll be treading.

And if you must fail,

You’ll go back to the beginning…

Knowing the correct path, in need of journeying.

Don’t fret, that you went stumbling and falling…

Because now you’ve finally found your calling!

　

By Julia Grace Vogel

A Book



A Book

A book contains,

Magical reigns.

That guide your mind on twisted lanes.

Anything you can imagine,

Anything you can create,

Anything you can fathom,

Even a twist of fate.

Silly me.

What do I see?

It is a tree of destiny.

It will tell you where you’ve been.

It will tell you where you want to go.

Perception is a divine revelation.

This is something all should know.

What do you like?

What do you love?

From the depths of hell to God above.

Whatever it is.

Whatever you want.

To live to praise or live to taunt.

To testify of all that’s true.

To glorify of all that’s new.

To show things so unreal.

To chastise what you feel.

No limits!!!

No rules!!

For haughty skeptics and even fools.

For the smartest deepest ones ever.

For even those who say never.

All of that’s in a book.

You must be curious now so take a look.

By Julia Grace Vogel

Beautiful Tragedy

Beautiful Tragedy

The eloquent catastrophes that embellish this massive earth, constitute a… Beautiful tragedy.

That brings forth us coming together.
With a semi celestial birth.

It’s a euphoria, that transgresses -
into a super cosmic worth…

that in all tranquilities, is mystical magic on this earth!

For all to see…

And all to hear…

For all to love…

And all to fear…

The melancholy nature,
That has us hold each other so dear.

In this celestial; empirical

divine miracle of life!

　
By Julia Grace Vogel



Holy War

Holy War

Across foreign lands…

There’s an unholy, holy war.

Why do they call it one?

That beats me!

Down --- into the ground, of immorality.

Since when did the power of peace ---
Mean the power of Destruction…

Followed by the tears of devastation…

And cruelty?

Since when did we escape…

The healthy debate…

Of talking sense into humanity?

Since when did ending a life --- help society…

Just because they didn’t agree?

Since when did compromise ---

Be left out…

And taken over by violent demise?

Across foreign lands…

There’s an unholy, holy war.

Why do they call it one?

That beats me!

Down --- into the ground, of immorality.


By Julia Grace Vogel

　　

The Youth Of Every Nation



The Youth Of Every Nation

If innocence is derived by God and Angels…

And children are the only innocent on earth -

Will children begin to rule the world?

What if adults are too tainted with sin?

I can’t even begin…

To explain the evolution…

Of youth’s intense mission…

Of saving the world!

As adults follow in children’s moralistic footsteps…

We will have a revitalized world - at best!

And troubled minds would be put at rest…

When youth is put to the final test.

By Julia Grace Vogel

Get Along



Get Along

I’m so sick of animosity,

Population growth of the hypocrisy,

In our pathetic screwed up democracy.

What the hell happened to society?

Don’t get me wrong. I’m not a communist.

Their system’s way more messed up then ours is.

Why can’t we just get along?

We need to analyze, contemplate, compromise to fix the situation.

Not just kick back and let it end in oblivion.

Please, we need to get along!

We need to release the bad thoughts with sugar and spice.

If we don’t do these things then we’re gonna pay the price.

Please don’t do one thing and say another.

Can’t you see we’re just torturing each other?

If not - when will we discover,

How to get along?

By Julia Grace Vogel

No Regrets

No Regrets

Everything happens for a reason.

Even things you may not want to mention.

Everything that has happened in your life…

Makes you who you are today.

Therefore --- I am happy with myself today.

I have no regrets…

My good choices

Have enriched my life.

And my bad choices

Were a lesson learned.

I have been both blessed and burned…

Striking me with resilience --- I have yearned.

And with growing wisdom…

From everything I have endured.

All my ailments have been cured.

And a life without problems --- Is just absurd.

A bland life, with every word.

At least I have a story to tell…

In my life’s heaven --- And my life’s hell.

And as you know, I’m doing well…

Because of everything in my life --- That has befell!

By Julia Grace Vogel



Beside You

Beside You

(Fantasy Version)

May come true your fondest wishes.

May you fulfill your fondest dreams.

Please be happy and ambitious,

No matter how the world seems!

Through every single passing year,

Though shalt not, shed one single tear,

For, I will be there right beside you,

To give you strength and to guide you!

By Julia Grace Vogel


Beside You
(Realistic Version)

　
May come true your fondest wishes.

May you fulfill your fondest dreams.

Please be happy and ambitious,

No matter how the world seems!

Through every single passing year,

If though shall shed… one single tear,

I will be there right beside you,

To give you strength and to guide you!

By Julia Grace Vogel

It does sound nice that one would never have to shed one tear.

But shedding tears is inevitable throughout life.

Whether they are sad tears or happy tears.

Forest Creek



Forest Creek

True peace is the creek that’s in the forest,

Beautiful flowers better than a florists.

Many bright colors elegantly gleam,

And stand out from the forests lush jungle green.

The exotic plants come in all shapes,

And sizes that stretch through out all the landscapes.

What you see isn’t like any other,

But there is still much more to seek and uncover.

The applause of the stream is soothing to the ear.

I think it’s natures music that everyone should hear.

All people come sit down and listen,

To the water that flows with a shiny clear glisten.

It tempts me to cheerfully splash,

Through the mysterious flexible glass.

The water is very sweet,

And blocks the harsh bullets of immense heat.

Breathe in the fresh mountain spring air.

Let it bounce and toss through your soft shiny hair.

Look around you and you shall find,

A place that soothes the body,

As well as the mind!

By Julia Grace Vogel

Vampires

Vampires

What is the first thing you think of when you hear the word
Vampire?

Is it creatures of the night looking for a bite to get blood that
They desire?

What are vampires?

What are they?

Well I have a slightly different definition,

So just kick back and listen to my inclination.

Vampires are people who have stopped trying.

Vampires are those who’s futures are dying.

Vampires are those who pollute their soul.

The ones who still strive for their dreams and goals are who The vampires resent.

The only reason they still go on is because there’s the Innocent left to torment.

Their words are their fangs that bite you.

Don’t fall under their hypnotic spell.

Don’t let their words get to you,

Or you’ll be in a living hell.

Don’t become one of them,

Just another accomplice.

Please don’t become one of them.

Please Don’t even listen,
To their abyss.

　

By Julia Grace Vogel

*Holy Bible*
Psalm 59:2
Deliver me from evildoers and save me from bloodthirsty men.

Drowning In Darkness

Drowning In Darkness　

Please help me now… I ‘m drowning in darkness... 　

I know the world needs conflict to go around...
But I'm so deaf… I just can't hear the sound...
I'm suffocated by tragedy,
And emaciated of serenity...
Will this famine of light and hope,
Determine my fate and destiny?...
It will, if I can't stop drowning in darkness...
My hope lingers by a thread…
And if it did not… I would be dead…
It pierces the eternal night...
Saves me from oblivion... And death by fright...
And as long as I keep up the fight... I can win... And swim out of darkness…

By Julia Grace Vogel

Morpheus

Morpheus

I would love some peaceful slumber,

To leave this world behind…

To get away from sadness and despair…

So treacherous and unkind.

As soon as someone new - seems to light up my life…

Our connection seems… To be cut apart… By a knife…

Loneliness seems to consume my very soul -

As the hardships of life take it’s toll…

So I go into dreamland…

To sooth my heart.

To escape into the imagination…

Of my mind’s art.

By Julia Grace Vogel

Paranormal Activity

Paranormal Activity

Fascinated by terror…

And desensitized by fear…

It entices my curiosity -

Of all that is unclear.

The supernatural…

I hold so dear…

With immense respect…

That they remain here…

As they map out their life,

And finish… unfinished business…

With wisdom and strife.

With them - I’d love to connect.

Because I love the energy - that they project.

I feel tingles… when spirits are near.

And would gladly visit them,

In any hemisphere.

All spirituality… lights up my life.

Even the dark side of afterlife.

By Julia Grace Vogel