We will never walk again
As we used to walk at night,
Watching our shadows lengthen
Under the gold street-light
When the snow was new and white.
We will never walk again
Slowly, we two,
In spring when the park is sweet
With midnight and with dew,
And the passers-by are few.
I sit and think of it all,
And the blue June twilight dies, —
Down in the clanging square
A street-piano cries
And stars come out in the skies.
Jul 21, 2015
Jul 21, 2015 at 11:07 AM UTC
A broken heart
A gray sky
But she says "I'm fine"
A lie
Her eyes are damp
Her eyes are red
Her laughter rare
And her smile dead
She wants to seek comfort
But not sure what to say
She has no friends
And her family seems far away
The blade offers no relief
The tears let nothing out
It's becoming hard to breathe
Like something is keeping her
From being free
One day she found
A pen and a page
She wrote herself right out of her cage
She created a world where she could be
Free
The only pain now
Is the cramp in her hand
From holding the pen too tight
Now when she thinks of the past
She shakes her head and says
"I'm glad i found a pen and a page
To write myself out of my pain,
I'm so glad to be free."
Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 2:02 PM UTC
There are times when I mourn
The life I moved away from
I see pictures of my friends who
Have now moved on
Like I never existed
Occasionally we speak
But it's not like it used to be
So easy
No complications
We've known each other our whole lives
So why do I feel like a stranger
When I see their faces in a picture
Like I've been replaced
Like I'm just someone they used to know
And a memory very rarely thought of.
Am I just over thinking things?
Is this all in my head?
I hear how they miss me
But do they really?
Anyone can fake words.
I fake words.
My old life
The old places
The old friends
Maybe I should just move on.
They have.
Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 2:02 PM UTC
If I were to leave this world today I'd want to be remembered it's true,
for going that extra mile just to show my love for you.
I'd want for you to be proud of me and know I always tried,
when you hurt I did too, your tears I also cried.
I'd want you to be compassionate to never turn away,
from someone who might need a hug or encouragement one day.
I'd want you to know I'm sorry if I ever caused you pain,
I hope you'd learn from my mistakes and
forgive me just the same.
There are no second chances when God
says it's time to go,
we only have today to let our feelings show.
Remember this when you say your prayers and count your blessings tonight,
and treasure every precious moment God gives you in this life.
Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 2:01 PM UTC
I can't shake you from my bones
I can feel you within me
Within my veins
Flowing steadily
I can hear you in my head
As loud as a babies cry in the earliest morning
I can't shake you from my bones
I can feel you within me
Within my veins
Flowing steadily
I see you in my thoughts
Like a musician creating composures that cause ones ears to bleed of euphoria
I can't shake you from my bones
I can feel you within me
Within my veins
Flowing steadily
I can't shake you from my bones
You are now ingraved in me
I can feel you within me
Feeding off my sadness
Within my veins
******* me dry
Leaving me with nothing to flow
I can't feel...
.
.
.
.
I am numb
Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 1:59 PM UTC
What good is an intention
If it's left unsaid?
A girl could starve
Waiting for you
To bring home the bread
... Or bacon
As it were
Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 1:54 PM UTC
My body is frozen and my heart is filled with dread,
I see her shock with the shaking of her head,
I screamed out “NO” and offered to take Prim’s place,
Effie called his name to and we went up with haste,
They took us to a room where we said our goodbyes,
I promised to win as I started to cry,
The group was quiet as we boarded the train,
I meet out mentor Haymitch and he seemed far from sane,
We meet the other tributes all different in size,
Some seemed very foolish but other seemed wise,
We practice all day to make sure we were fit,
For the pain we will endure will be far worse than just a hit,
I know I should save Peeta as a repayment of my debt,
But I remember my promise to prim and I’m filled with regret,
After I say goodbye to Cinna I see the Arena and feel pain,
Why did Peeta and I both have to be in the Hunger games.
Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 1:54 PM UTC
if you wake every morning
and do nothing to make your life better
it will not get any better
if you wake every morning
and do something to make your life better
then surely no matter
how bad life might seem right now
it will get better
Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 1:52 PM UTC
i cannot love
shaking my head
something that i find hilarious
i cannot love
i have nothing to give
empty hands, palms up
nothing there
i cannot love
i don't know how
Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 1:51 PM UTC