The wind is so big.
It forces so much to move
Ever so gently.
Jun 2, 2014
Jun 2, 2014 at 11:21 PM UTC
Life starts as a blank page,
Where anything and anyone
Can contribute as an author.
Gaurdians carve the page
With passion and love,
But the passion fades away
And the love can change dramatically.
Dreams subconsciously fill the page
While the media whitens them out
And corrects them as fears and nightmares.
Happiness gets erased,
Then saddness stains the page in ink.
Then that one person comes along
To address the page with love.
Paint splatters onto the paper
And colors burst over
The white out and ink.
But as time crumples the page,
The paint chips off
And your lover searches for a canvas.
You remain lost in a stack of papers
As society bleed onto the page.
Your patience wears thin,
And sparks of confusion
Start a flame of anger.
Your life burns away,
You become a pile of ashes,
And realize how little value
One piece of paper can hold.
Apr 23, 2014
Apr 23, 2014 at 1:33 AM UTC
It's soothing to listen to your heart beat
As you rest the marvelous universe that sits in your mind.
With hair so soft and a smile that spreads gently like the beauty of a butterfly,
It makes me wonder how much time god had to put into making such a master piece.
Your voice brings more peace than any mother's lullaby could possibly give their baby,
And your eyes are as deep and observant as the thoughts that flow through your mind.
I'm but a tiny bug exploring the garden that has been presented to me,
And to experience all of the wonders that lie within it would take many life times.
So i'll crawl around and be comfortably lost in this garden,
And enjoy every second exploring of it.
Mar 31, 2014
Mar 31, 2014 at 10:10 AM UTC
Insanity is built with
Tabs watered down with an unfamiliar reality,
Ounces laced with a looping escape route, and
Liquor spiked with depression.
Don't try to tell me
“Your problems won’t go away.”
Old dreams are dying and I'm left with an
Unclear path to the future.
Feb 20, 2014
Feb 20, 2014 at 1:25 PM UTC
Although the ticking of my heart
Will someday stop,
I see no limit to how long I can wait.
The journey may be long
But you will know each crossing
I have been through
To find the path that has placed me next to you.
We will walk our paths together
And find our happiness with each other.
Time will become irrelevant
Once our love has been found.
And until then I will wait,
Regardless of when the ticking will stop.
Oct 24, 2013
Oct 24, 2013 at 12:32 AM UTC
The sun opens our eyes to a fresh start
And we let the day rot.
We beat the clock demanding more time
And burn the wicks of our lives with anger.
Hope is overlooked
As our vision turns to darkness
And life without light becomes truth.
All light appears as a tease,
So we lay in the dark
In fear of being let down.
Trapping our thoughts in negativity may be easier,
But by reaching for the light,
We find the strength to free our souls
Mar 24, 2013
Mar 24, 2013 at 9:18 PM UTC
I awake from a dream into a nightmare.
I gain my sense of feel and rise into reality.
It's sad and gloomy to me.
It seems only in my dreams i can truly be happy.
It didnt always seem that way.
You stepped out of my life
And ripped out the dreams
From my reality.
I feel hopeless and lost.
I see my life spiraling down.
I cant find the courage to step back up
I'm forever affected from what was once your love.
Welcome to depression.
Jan 2, 2013
Jan 2, 2013 at 11:30 PM UTC
I held her the way i would hold a cup of water,
Firmly around the sides,
Ready to catch each drop that falls out.
But at the same time, i was driving down a rocky road,
I made it a bigger risk that a drop may fall out.
I thought of her the same way i thought of my home.
A get away from the world,
And where i spent my whole day wishing i could be.
But i guess i stayed too long cause i made the house a mess.
I listened to her the same way i listened to my music,
Ignored the rest of the world,
and hummed to the tune of her voice.
But perhaps i hummed too loud and drowned out her voice too much.
I looked at her the same way i look at each star,
Tilted my head and was shocked
by how something could shine so bright.
But the light got brighter and brighter,
And i could no longer see the star as a whole.
I tried to treat her the way i do with my glasses.
Becuase if i broke them,
I'll never see what I've done.
But i didnt not break them, i have scratched it just enough that i cannot clearly see where it is that i am standing.
Oct 15, 2012
Oct 15, 2012 at 12:17 AM UTC
Troubling thoughts cross my mind when i ponder on my past.
A ****** start from heaven, but how will my story end?
I am not fair to the ones who brought me up
And i'm more concerned with my cliques no matter how short they last.
Instead of advancing in my studies,
I burn time with fluff.
I could change my story at any time
But i chose to let it slip up.
Is it possible that my book is already written
And i have not finished reading?
Or am i working on a first draft that will be revised once i finish?
So much time has been wasted and i know exactly what i would edit.
But for now, i'll finish my story
And procrastinate the editing for later.
Oct 14, 2012
Oct 14, 2012 at 6:58 PM UTC
Within a second, the bright autumn sky burned into a dark, smoky nightmare.
7 more hours until school got out,
but only 4 more crashes till the world falls apart.
While cookies and juice were in my hands,
The nation had a situation in theirs.
When I arrived home,
Daddy was staring blankly at the TV.
Mommy hit the couch before her shoes hit the floor.
I sat down with her and watched.
While I enjoyed the movie,
My parents feared the truth.
We watched one building fall
just as fast as my mother's heart.
We saw the second building fall
half as fast as my father's heart.
When the third plane hit the pentagon,
the sudden sound of sadness flooded the apartment.
And as the final plane fell in Pennsylvania,
the night died in silence.
The next autumn morning felt cold and misty,
and I drowned in my thoughts of the movie.
The announcements came on at an unexpected time,
and silence flooded the school
like it did in my house the night before.
Sep 17, 2012
Sep 17, 2012 at 4:27 PM UTC