The small rock representing your birth
engraved deep into a necklace
proving your worth
to the world
and to you

you,
the one sitting there
staring out into a moonlit sky
the thousands of twinkling stars
dapple the sky
as the whooshing wind whispers
belonging

You
the proud dark eyed girl
standing tall along an old wooded pier
the spray of the sea splatters your face with its salt
bellowing waves crash underneath your feet
shouting,
You belong

And You
are still here
one of many
on this earth
loved and guided
through this life and to the next
and you,
**belong

but one word pounded in my head
echoing in my mind
I have a headache
I feel sick
"No chance... I'm sorry..."
you're not
you don't know
the pain,
heartache..
but one word pounded in my head
echoing in my mind
*"Gone..."

Flying high above the clouds
Just to set out your shroud
Trapped inside with nowhere to go
But suddenly, the plane has gone slow

Skyrocketing to the earth
You wonder if it’s worth
It to die and to never be found

Watching you fly in the air
Plummeting to the ground and you want to help
But you have to stay strapped to your chair
You can hear a dog yelp
From off in the distance
You know there is no more resistance

You know that it is over so you give up the fight
You don’t want to die like a knight
So I decided to write
This poem about your flight
the flight that changed your life
and mine
but not for the better.

Shadows dance along whitewashed walls
scattered dark shapes float in the air
outlining thin patches of sunshine
splattered like yellow paint
on my bedroom wall
staring out the window
feeling more depressed than before
thinking of reaching up
taking the glowing ball
by its feathers of light
taking it in my arms
and carrying it away
not to hide it from the world
but only
to scatter sunshine

The single tear
gliding to the ground
landing with a plunk
That no one can hear but you
That single tear
sailing down your cheek
that tear
can tell its story
the story of heartbreak
death
sadness
life and loss
That single tear
that you friends and family
can see with clarity
they will know
the story of that tear
as soon as they see it slide
down your pale face
just that one glistening tear
says it all

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Literally speaking
we all think literally
we speak literally
we practically breathe literal
but if you find that one person
the person who speaks with
passion, truth, and justice
and who doesn't use the facts
to prove their worthiness
then they are the literal
definition of perfect

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                                                     forbidden wonders
                                               hidden beneath the waves
                                        All the secrets forming underneath
Buried in the darkened deep. Hidden. So no soul will find it. Forgotten. Never found
Sinking low, swimming deeper. falling onto the black sand. Falling in the darkened deep
Finding it's hidden secrets. It's virtues. The masterpiece that lies within it's dark shape
dive  dive  dive  dive  dive  dive  dive  dive  dive  dive­  dive  dive  dive  dive  dive
I will find the forbidden wonders. The hidden virtues. The  *Darkened Deep

Hie alta stare non possunt,
lacessendo et ventus aeri,
ad nihilum deduces me
ferte me

//Translation\

I can stand here tall
challenging the wind and sky
to sweep me up
and carry me away

I cry silently
sitting underneath a moonlit sky
cascading down my bright cheeks
like a waterfall at midnight

You know my name

not my story

you've heard what I've done
BuT NOt wHaT I'Ve bEeN ThRouGH

I used to know
a two verse song
it went like this;

If all hell breaks, who would be there to see it
And if we all die, who would be the one to know it?

If this song was to be sung
echoing from a crowd of people
began by one voice, elaborated by many
by now the song has died.
and I am the one who knows it.

striature il bicchiere
come una lacrima contro la mia faccia
le nubi piangono con me

//Translation\

streaking down the glass
like a tear against my face
the clouds cry with me

I didn't question,
when you came into my life
nor did I oblige you
when you said the few fateful words
I love you
And I would never agree
to let you back into my
wretched, blissful life.

your harsh words set my heart ablaze
following the flames that light up my darkened soul
for I am not one to be weakened by hate
but I am the master of truth, justice, candor

I may battle day by day
to send your stinging words away
for I wash my bruised skin again and again
scrubbing away the hurt left inside
from the remembrance of you
the resemblance, but also semblance
misleading, misjudging, misinterpreting
leading me away
into a dark hallway of misery
but holding clarity
sending my mind into a black hole of despair
a single light will shine.
the question is,
will you follow it?

Soaring high above the clouds
Your wings flying like shrouds
Never to land on the earth
Never wondering the worth
You use your wings to your advantage
And I never doubt that you can manage
The sky has always been your playground
And you were crowned
it’s playful child

Your feathers linger
Like wild fingers
Brushing gently along my shoulder
And I stand here resting on land
But death swoops along like a big hand
And falling through the sky
I can almost hear you whisper good-bye
Landing crumpled on the dirt
so I wrap you in my shirt
to carry you back to the sky
in the hopes that you will be able to fly
once again

I am but a mere pebble
your waves floating me to sleep
rocking me gently
foam seeping through my gray cracks
pulling me out into
an endless, endless ocean of blue
bringing me into a deep, deep silence
lulling me into a black, black sleep

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and I fall                                                         D
Suspended in the air
Then my feet                                                       O
My hand leaves its hold
My voice comes as a hoarse whisper
"F l y"                                                               ­              W
Will I fly?
Will I fall?
I can't go any higher  
This never ending mountain continues forever                           N
It is no different          
I look down
I can only see an endless abyss of clouds
I look at the sky above me
I grab the ledge
My feeble hand reaches up
Higher
Yet I keep going
I know I can't
I can't make it
Higher
Higher
Climbing this endless mountain
Up this never ending cliff
I heave a breath and I continue
My legs slowly grow weaker
My arms shudder
My shoulders ache
Higher
Higher
And I can only go up
My hand leaves a streak of blood that now lines my cheek
I wipe a tear from my eyes
The cliff makes deep cuts in my palms
Higher
Higher
Up
The only way
My breath comes short and rough
I scale the jagged rocks
Higher
Higher
Is go up
And all I can do
The bottom is far beneath me
Higher
Higher
I can only climb up
It's peak lies hidden in the heights of the clouds
I am clutching to the side of this endless mountain