tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-40853572011-04-22T00:24:18.579-04:00My ScratchesJust some of my stories, poems, and songs that i've written over the years. I hope you enjoy!
Hunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comBlogger271100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-1094960933244190782004-09-11T23:45:00.000-04:002004-09-11T23:48:53.243-04:00Alive
the sway of the trees
in the wind resemble
the waves of the ocean
during a violent storm
the back and forth
motion creates a rocking
that leaves me calm
but alert
the rain pours down
and awakens my senses
the smell, the sounds,
but more importantly
the feeling
it falls endlessly
soaking me from head
to toe
but leaves me more
alive than ever before
~!hunter!Hunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-1077670146833500092004-02-24T19:48:00.000-05:002004-03-31T19:49:08.793-05:00The Last One
the fear is building up
it's almost higher than you stand
with every breath you rake
each one is more shallow than the rest
ad you want to get out
before it swallows you completely
but you don't know how
and are afradi you never will
chorus:
is it closing in?
is it closing in on you?
does it all come crumbling down?
is it crumbling on the ground?
and you wanna run away
but there's Hunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-1073239626678169752004-01-04T13:04:00.000-05:002004-01-04T13:08:43.966-05:00Little Bird
say goodbye to mom and dad
give 'em hugs and all that jazz
today's the day i'm heading out
it's time to fly
leave 'em behind
nervous as hell
hoping that they couldn't tell
wouldn't want to make them worry
but i'm on my own
gonna find my own home
want to show them that this
little bird is ready to fly
it's a hard thing to do
but the train whistles's blowing
and that's my cue
the Hunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-1069382147690916182003-11-20T21:35:00.000-05:002003-11-20T21:36:24.920-05:00 To her it seemed like she had been waiting for hours. In actuality, it had only been 15 minutes since she pulled the dinning room chair to the window, sat down, leaned forward, placed her elbows on the windowsill with her head in the hands and began to wait. Her mother watched her with astonishment from around the corner, thinking this must be the longest time she had ever sat still.
She Hunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-1068677414019793392003-11-12T17:50:00.000-05:002003-11-12T17:50:40.263-05:00now there's a lyrics pageHunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-1064088837152464252003-09-20T16:06:00.000-04:002003-09-20T16:14:23.790-04:00No Second Guessing
i always come back to you
you're my home
where i want to be
despite what may happen
or what may be said
it'll always end up being
back with you
chorus
no matter the tears
no matter the fears
there's no second guessing
i know what i want
i know what i need
there's no second guessing
it's always you
there's no denying it
no need to comver it up
it's like it was set
down in Hunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-1063567590305703052003-09-14T15:17:00.000-04:002003-09-14T15:26:30.266-04:00i wrote this last night when i was pissed
FLOWS
anger rushes through me
at a constant rate
flows through my bloodstream
i want to let it all out
i want to kick and cry
i want to scream
but i can't kick
that's too much destruction
and i can't cry
that's too had for me
and i can't scream
because all i hear is silence
and can't disturb the peace
so i'll sit here, bottle it up a bit
every once in aHunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-1059884240495844892003-08-03T00:17:00.000-04:002003-08-03T00:17:20.480-04:00why can't i be with him?
why can't he love me?
why does it have to be him?
why not somebody else?
why at this point?
this time?
why not before?
why do i have to love him?
why does he have to like her?
why can't it be me?
why does it have to hurt so much?
why does it make me cry?
why do i have to love him this much
when i know that i can't have him?Hunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-1059107369417767572003-07-25T00:29:00.000-04:002003-07-25T00:29:29.346-04:00STOP
why did it have to be you?
out of everyone i knew
it was you in the end
one of my best friends
in the back of my mind
i wondered if it would happen again
but never thought this soon
why now though?
when you've clearly moved on
i know i shouldn't feel this way
but i can't help it
i want to stop
i hate this
i partially hate myself
when i feel this way
i need to stopHunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-1058674740515139612003-07-20T00:19:00.000-04:002003-07-20T00:19:00.446-04:00i put up a comments thing, hopefully it worked. comment please.
~!hunter!~ Hunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-1058558692983910672003-07-18T16:04:00.000-04:002003-07-18T16:04:52.886-04:00i posted some songs and a poem on my scratches, some of you have seen them before.
~!hunter!~Hunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-1058558572101379252003-07-18T16:02:00.000-04:002003-07-18T16:02:51.946-04:00some songs that i wrote that i've decided to share
Concerns (poem)
Why outside?
Why should that matter?
Why can it be inside?
What’s pure, true
And beautiful
You’re concerned with one thing
You figure out what that is
Why do I care this much?
I should forget about it
Be myself
If you’re not concerned
About what really matters
Then why should I
Care about you?
Your likes should not
ConcernHunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-931558862003-04-23T23:52:00.000-04:002003-04-23T23:52:33.200-04:00It will never end
i don't know how i feel
i'm so confused inside
i wanna cry and let the
confusion seep out
but something stops that from happening.
i lay awake at night
thoughts floating through my head
always the same thoughts that
prevent me from sleeping
leaving me to toss and turn in my bed
the morning coffee will start brewing
as i am still dazed and confused
empty and alone
although notHunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-931557852003-04-23T23:50:00.000-04:002003-04-23T23:50:39.510-04:00It will never end
i don't know how i feel
i'm so confused inside
i wanna cry and let the
confusion seep out
but something stops that from happening.
i lay awake at night
thoughts floating through my head
always the same thoughts that
prevent me from sleeping
leaving me to toss and turn in my bed
the morning coffee will start brewing
as i am still dazed and confused
empty and alone
although notHunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-926190512003-04-14T21:17:00.000-04:002003-04-14T21:17:32.513-04:00Falling from Grace
I’ve been drained of every emotion
that my body posses
I’m now dead inside and have
nothing left to give
when will I get back
the life I want to live
Chorus:
I want out of everything
and nothing
I want sugarcoated truth
and honest lies
I want joyous deception
as I sit and cry
I had a release for the 1st time
in a long while
it was like I was in
some sort of denial
I want Hunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-907492742003-03-15T00:16:00.000-05:002003-03-15T00:16:23.640-05:00here's another story umm yeah it's called FINALLY HOME:
Everything swirls around me like a tornado as cars whiz by on a cold February night. The wind is fierce, but I am fiercer and determined to reach my destination. It stings my cheeks and this tries to push me back, but I won’t give up, even if it is an obstacle.
I try to keep my mind off the cold and think of something warm. All of a Hunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-894656082003-02-20T19:48:00.000-05:002003-02-20T19:48:41.906-05:00so here's the story that i wrote that tells my feeling about why i haven't qui the band yet. and yeah here it is. it's called Welcome to the Real Word:
As Sarah McLachlan's soothing voice seeps out of her stereo speakers, a wave of calmness overtakes her. She lets the the sounds soak into her and clear her mind. She knows what decision she has to make and she already knows what she truly Hunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-886115862003-02-05T17:02:00.000-05:002003-02-05T17:02:08.710-05:00Long WayI’m taking the long way home tonight
I’m driving this old car out of sight
Don’t bother leaving the light on for me
When I return, don’t know when that will be
I’m just going out
I’m just stepping out
But not walking out on anything
Don’t ask me why
It’s just something that I gotta do
Don’t ask my why
It’s something that I can’t explain
Don’t ask me when I will return
I know is that I’llHunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-878626002003-01-22T17:04:00.000-05:002003-01-22T17:04:17.636-05:00last thing to enter, a song from last year too. one of many actually, but anyhoo. this is called The End.
The End
The anticipation has died down
but the excitement still remains
memorized by the sound
it's keeping them all sane
for a few minutes more
it hits them down to the core
even though it will soon end
although the end is near
it is still unclear
on how everything will end
wishful Hunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-878621722003-01-22T16:56:00.000-05:002003-01-22T16:56:05.003-05:00here are 2 more poems that i wrote last year. the first one is Memories and the other is Power of Words
Memories
As the sea stretches its
Arms over the sandy beach
It thinks about the memories
It has had there
Children playing
Families laughing
The warm feeling
As the sun hines down on it
Then the sea sighs
lays back and reflects
On the time that passed
Power of Words
Your words were Hunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-878619042003-01-22T16:50:00.000-05:002003-01-22T16:50:57.013-05:00here's a poem that i wrote last year. it's called Everything.
Everything
I am the stars in the sky
Shining down on you
I am the people without any clue
I am green, sublte but bright
Like an owl
I am awake at night
I am almost fifteen
Still with some growing up to do
I will grow up in that
Blue and White house in view
I am also the water
Flowing in the Brook
I am peacefulness on
those cool Hunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-871910492003-01-09T19:25:00.000-05:002003-01-09T19:25:49.903-05:00hopefully it's in the right place now.
Hunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-871847172003-01-09T17:00:00.000-05:002003-01-09T17:00:28.330-05:00i'm trying to get it in just the right place
Hunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-871845862003-01-09T16:58:00.000-05:002003-01-09T16:58:11.576-05:00it was up, i just had to move it
Hunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-871843722003-01-09T16:53:00.000-05:002003-01-09T16:53:30.010-05:00i just tried to put a link to go back to the home page, hopefully it worked.
~!hunter!~Hunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-871839812003-01-09T16:44:00.000-05:002003-01-09T16:44:07.856-05:00here's the poem with the same theme as the story
~!hunter!~
Three-Fold
Peace has overtaken me
Why has it not forsaken me?
I thought I was on my own
Lost without a home
Tinted by the evil inside us all
Making us stumble and fall
Hope has brought me
To where I am
Making it easier to see
That life is precious like a lamb
Hope brought a smile to my face
Making me feel like I have a place
Dreams Hunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4085357.post-870790642003-01-07T17:07:00.000-05:002003-01-07T17:12:14.000-05:00ok, so hopefully i have added this to my blog. i'll gradually add things to this. hope you enjoy. this story, i wrote for the reflections contest. the theme is "signs of courage". this is called "the times, they are a changin' "
~!hunter!~
The Times, They are A Changin’
Filled with a silence that will last for 4 years, the house is Hunter Rileyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00566595759543088694noreply@blogger.com