The Thoughts of Cory LaViska

By Cory S.N. LaViska

February 21, 2007

She wanders around without a clue
A little girl that envies you

You watch her grow up everyday
She makes you smile in every way

A gift from somewhere up above
She’s filled with everlasting love

Her eyes shine when she looks at you
So bright and perfect, who ever knew?

With jammies on she hops in bed
You start to leave, but then instead

You hold her close and rub her back
A story before she hits the sac

You do the voices perfectly
She follows along with 1-2-3

Before lights out, a hug and kiss
A moment that you wouldn’t miss

And while she rests so quietly
Your heart is melting silently

Thoughts of how she’s growing up
No more bib or sippy cup

The way she’s gotten so darn clever
You wish these things would last forever

The giggles and the playful roars
The crawling around all over floors

The tickles and the teasing grins
The it-don’t-matter-if-you-wins

The piggybacks and horsey rides
The swing sets and the twirly slides

The holding hands, the happy smiles
The stay-up-just-a-little-whiles

The snuggles and the rosy cheeks
The zerberts and the goofy squeaks

She learns so much come every day
And loves so much in every way

That nothing could destroy her world
As long as she is daddy’s girl

By Cory S.N. LaViska

December 13, 2006

A tragic ending, so absurd
You listened to my every word

Shattered dreams we’ve painted black
A one-way road, no turning back

Down the hall an echo roars
Sounds of anger, slamming doors

Pictures broken on the ground
Shards of glass spread all around

Mirrors cracked and chairs tipped over
So much for my four leaf clover

A different place now, somewhere new
A chance for me to be with you

It seemed so nice, a pleasant start
For two who shared a broken heart

The sidewalk circles ’round the block
We follow quick, a steady walk

You hold my hand, it disappears
The nighttime shadows drown my fears

I feel my heart, it’s beating slower
The temperature, it’s getting lower

My thoughts are frozen, cold as ice
A single breath does not suffice

This bitter ending we both know
Is buried in the freezing snow

Along with all those wrongs and rights
All those sleepless, winter nights

But in the end, one thing is real
Despite the scars, our wounds will heal

And if the cold doth take me here
I will not suffer, have no fear

I know our dreams weren’t meant to be
But thanks for loving me faithfully

And just remember, if this is the end
You’ll always be my bestest friend

By Cory S.N. LaViska

October 15, 2006

The odds that rage against me
And the pain that they instill
Will not discourage all my dreams
Or terrify my will

This war declared upon me
Will surcease without a doubt
But not before the coming of
The first and final bout

I have not trained a single day
My fortitude is lacking
Yet somehow I must be prepared
For the enemy attacking

And when it does, I’ll find myself
Alone against its forces
Fighting ’til death to combat
All the evil it coerces

The coming of this fateful day
On which battle will be heated
Will only go to show the world
I will not be defeated

By Cory S.N. LaViska

June 26, 2006

Everything logical slips through your hands
And people you talk to just don’t understand

The feelings inside—they instigate sin
But society is blind to what lies within

It’s something you want or something you need
Whatever it is, you can never concede

What can’t be explained or even defined
Is implicitly trapped in the depths of your mind

The things that you feel are not what they seem
And the fate of your life depends on a dream

But ignorance reigns throughout the earth
From the oldest man, to the newest birth

Only a few comprehend these emotions
A handful of people who share such devotions

While conventional minds criticize as they should
The rest of us journey on misunderstood

By Cory S.N. LaViska

November 1st, 2005

Closing my eyes and drifting away
Recalling memories, too sad to say

Knowing the Earth will never stop turning
Forever hoping, wishing and yearning

I watch my own breathe escape into the air
Feeling time pass, not giving a care

I patiently wait with no fear of tomorrow
Fed up with anger, hatred and sorrow

Waiting for some special time to arrive
To prove my existence, to know I’m alive

Wondering when it will happen again
And whenever it does, will it be the end?

I ask all the questions, but no one can say
That tomorrow will be just a regular day

Knowing these troubles are deep like a splinter
I can tell we are in for a Real, Cold Winter