Tonight I saw two stars kissing way up in the sky
And I wandered if when the stars looked down here, we glowed too
whether one star said to another “that’s mine” or
“make a wish” or “lets see how many of them we can count”
Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 4:00 AM UTC
Who needs approval
When you’ve got identity
Who needs peace
When you have truth
Who needs possessions
When you have prosperity
Lust
When you have love
Understanding
When you have trust
Good looks
When you’ve got self worth
The jeans
When you’ve got the genes
Who needs understanding
When you’ve got perspective
Comparison
When you’ve got purpose
Sleep
When you’ve got rest
Who needs to be seen
When you can be felt
Rewards
When you can have respect
Who needs more likes
When you can have more love
Guilt
When you have forgiveness
Who needs to overthink
When you can just do it
Who needs to Choose
When you can have it all
Who needs their thing
When you’ve got your thing
Who needs fear
When you’ve got a plan
Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 3:52 AM UTC
I try to catch my words
mid-air towards you
But I miss
They hit, they scar, they wound
So I send new words
But healing takes more than a hundred sorries
Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 3:45 AM UTC
I leave one city behind like a terrible past
Hunted by its pleasant memories
I pursue new adventures in another
Moving from shape to shape on the atlas
Life was meant for journey
Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 3:43 AM UTC
My life is a book.
My times with you are dog-eared.
I won't miss my place.
Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 3:41 AM UTC
Alone with the mirror,
You stare into your eyes;
You look better than you thought;
Then you suddenly don’t;
You sigh.
Alone with the mirror,
You shine your teeth and stick out your tongue,
Run through your hair and push up your *****
You try a few dances you saw on TV,
But you kind of ****
Alone with the mirror,
You wish the eye bags weren’t there—
Your face would have been just perfect.
So you pout in a way that hides them;
Then you take selfies.
Alone with the mirror,
You practice what you’ll say tonight:
“You’re great and I like you but not just like that.”
With a smile you say, “Can we still be friends?”
You know this sounds terrible so you practice five other ways to say it.
Alone with the mirror,
You realize you are who you are,
And there’s not much you can do
But embrace it.
Apr 12, 2017
Apr 12, 2017 at 5:23 PM UTC
This is how you fly
You look for a high plane
Not because you can't lift off the ground
But because you need wind to help
And there's good wind on the hill
This is how you fly
You stretch out your hands sideways
Not because you need it that way
But because it makes flight easier
And you need this to be easy
This is how you fly
You jump without fear
Not because you can't jump scared
But because fear is really heavy
And you need to travel light
This is how you fly
You lift yourself higher
Not because you can't fly low
But because you'll bump into things
And you want this to be smooth
This is how you fly
You smile and enjoy it
Not because you can't be bothered
But because you'll feel happy
And flight is better when you are
Aug 26, 2016
Aug 26, 2016 at 1:41 AM UTC
People are looking at your shoes
Heels, sandals, flats with a moose
Boots, converse, whatever you choose
People are looking at your shoes
If x is one and y is two
My shoe is me and your shoe is you
Laces, bows, straps or buckles
It could leave me wowed or staring with chuckles
People are looking at your shoes
Heels for status
Laces for class
Boots for the rugged
Buckles for sass
Shoes tell a story of the places we've tread
If we are hungry or if we're well fed
Shoes paint a picture of how we view life
One fun adventure or if we need a knife
People are looking at your shoes
But hey,
I say walk bare footed by the sea and be free, be free to be you
Because people are people and you are you
Jul 24, 2016
Jul 24, 2016 at 7:43 PM UTC
Pieces were all I had
But they were enough
They were enough to start a fire
They were enough to build a wall
They were enough to tell a story
They were enough to begin
And that's all I needed
Apr 22, 2016
Apr 22, 2016 at 10:40 PM UTC
It was cold
And it was quiet
And it was dark
But I was okay
Because when I closed my eyes
There was light
And there were trees
And there was music
And I stayed there instead
Apr 22, 2016
Apr 22, 2016 at 10:39 PM UTC