You make me happy
And I always smile
But It's not love
No, I'm not in denial
Your eyes are so pretty
And I hope you don't catch my stare
But I know it's not love
Finding that is rare
You make me nervous
I can barely stand
But I know it's not love
I don't think I can
For hours on end
You're all that's on my mind
But I know it's not love
That only happens once in a lifetime
What if it IS love?
What do I do?
Is it weird if I asked
If you love me too?
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 1:47 PM UTC
Dear God,
I am not perfect
Nor will I ever be
I thank you for understanding that
And standing by me
I thank you for setting me free
From all the burdens and the pain
For forgiving me for my sins
Ones I probably commit again and again
I thank you for guiding me
And keeping me safe
For always having that umbrella over me
For being my escape
Dear God,
I know I'm not perfect
Nor will I ever be
Yet despite the fact
You will always love and cherish me
Dec 9, 2014
Dec 9, 2014 at 8:07 AM UTC
Can't you see its hurting me?
you turned my life around.
you made me believe you loved me,
then you pushed me to the ground.
Can't you see it's killing me?
I am fighting every move
I am trying to bear in
but theres nothing left to prove
Can't you see I am dying inside,
Im leaving everything,
but I still have my pride
Can't you see I am dead
there is no more love in my heart,
no more thoughts in my head.
Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 3:04 PM UTC
where's the delete button,
so I can delete you from my life
you gave so much heartbreak,
we loved and then we would strife
where's the delete button
It's hard for me, it's hard for you,
and I know the change is sudden
I am pressing the delete button, but you're still here
every time I look at you my body feels with fear
I get guilty, I could get sad,
my life will start to get really bad.
Its not that I don't want you, but I just don't need you
you came into my life and broke my heart in two
you said you loved me but you knew you didn't
you think it is working, but we both know it isn't
wheres the delete button so I can delete you
delete the memories, delete the pain
delete everything again and again
I pressed delete.... goodbye
Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 3:04 PM UTC
A quaint cabin amidst pines
Gently tucked into the backdrop
Of modestly, snow covered mountains.
Echoes of unprompted elk cry’s bonded together
by the ever-present sound of rolling water
Inaudibly peering through the dirt stained window
Of this serenely placed cabin
Feeling a kiss of tender coolness
As your cheek touches glass
A sight of marbled walls
Which glisten with auras of green
As the sun peeked over the mountain
Floor covered in ruggedly thick black tar
while old pink gum disguised the ceiling
a shaky skeleton walked out of a closet,
as if to come and say hello
The sun tucked itself back behind the mountain
as if it suddenly grew tired of rising
Darkness embraced the scene,
then the shaky skeleton flipped a switch
Which caused colors of reds and greens
To re-embrace the terrain
The once green pines, now strangely red
The once blue sky, now strangely green.
Could this really be?
Grabbing the rusty doorknob
To enter the cabin
Turning it twice
To compensate for friction
Inside
A step into the black tar,
Leaving a shoe behind
As the shaky skeleton
Motions a laugh.
I know where I am
As the gum leisurely rains
I'm in my mind
Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 3:04 PM UTC
We all want the same thing, some sense of freedom
Like a lioness in the zoo, so confused yet so sure
That there exists some sort of beautiful lion kingdom
beyond the ideas of her mind’s shore
Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 3:04 PM UTC
My mother is very wise
she teaches me her beliefs
even if most weren't exactly the societal "norm" that people were used to, being open to everything
thinking before I spoke
being respectful to name a few
though normal is a myth
nonexistent
because what's normal for a spider and chaos for a fly
There is no such thing as "normal"
Normal is a mythical word
No two people are alike, even twins have different personalities
technically normal shouldn't even exist
every societal clique has a different definition
which begs the question
what is normal?
To different people,
it means different things,
to people who listen to the rock genre screaming in music
along with the music is completely normal
To people who listen the the genre of pop music
they come across a song with
screaming in it they thing it's utterly disgusting and horrid
To people who listen to country music
they are not accustomed to rap music
talking about alcohol, *** and drugs
As well as people who listen to rap, they would dislike country music.
Therefore, this makes normal nonexistent
Everyone has that certain thing about them
that would identify them easily.
hair, eye color, personality, etc.
So from now on, think of how you would use the word normal.
Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 3:02 PM UTC
"I'm just tired"
she whispers
"tired of resisting what my heart desires"
then he kissed her
and for a moment she flew
forever wanting the kiss to be lasting
bet she never knew
their love would come crashing
so fast and so hard
she thought that they were meant to be
but he played her like a card
now she sits there all alone
forced to watch him with her
"Don't you miss those hours on the phone"
"Can I make your feelings differ"
she's broken
she's so tired
tired of being open
now that his feelings have expired
"Come back to me"
she pleas to you
but he always wanted to be free
his feelings were never true
Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 2:51 PM UTC
at nightfall the storm comes
which gives the beautiful blanket
time to streanghten and rebuild itself
for the hurricans of the next day
the city blossoms yet again
continuing to cause more destruction upon the blanket
which has become solid and more breath taking over time
chipping away slowly
blow by blow
piece by piece
tear by tear
the blanket dies
as the blanket is chipped away
slowly and painfully
the city feels no remorse or sorrow
night falls over the world
over the heart of the blanket
as tthe blanket is no more
its youth and beauty
dead
along with the blanket
Dec 8, 2014
Dec 8, 2014 at 2:50 PM UTC