I think
The reason I felt
All tingly, when you asked,
"Ma'am, have you fastened your seat belt?"
was this Uniform of yours.
Why else would I blatantly stare
At you walking towards the cockpit,
Wondering if you'll look as good
Without it?

Written December 23, 2012

I know it sounds so typical, but I'm misunderstood. I mostly don't express myself the best I know I could. My age does play a role in how I'm taken as a joke, how people who don't know me well think I'm of common folk. My mind's a little different. It's eccentric and it's odd, but if I were to be normal I would surely not applaud. I watch the world around me: young and immature. For I'm not made to be nineteen, and that is for sure. I should have been born 200 years ago when people stopped to think, were intelligent and logical, and people made the link between the things in life that bring them down and the direct reason why they frown, and that you're only as happy as you choose.

For years so jealous I have been
Of those who excel with the brush
And envy those who make beautiful
A blank slate with the slightest touch

I tried my hand at drawing
Tried my hand to hide results
And my attempts at painting?
Rembrandt would label them an assault

But then I found a pen
And in this pen there was some ink
I found a page of blank paper
And sat down before I could even think

The words, they flowed like rivers,
Streams of life for the soul
Feeding my every desire
To reveal stories never before told

I have no use for charcoal
No use for chalk or paint
And a canvas is too small
Mocking me with its constraint

My pen is my paintbrush
Blank pages my inspiration
For my words are my works of art
*The beauty found in their formation

I loved
I loved to love.
I loved to love you

Truly it was you
through my thoughts, you blew.
Like a cold wind waking me up,
or your warm touch, laying me down.

Glistening on your skin
from your head to your chin,
the tears of joy Always fell within.

but the next day, It wasn't joy
for you to be so coy
I died within.

As you told me to go,
you defiled my soul
and tore me to pieces, with him.

You see not what eye do see/
Take my hand, together we may dream/

I plan to show you immense beauty/
To do this you mustn’t fear the mystery/

Live and Love in all of this perfect moment/
For in your hand is my soul, but will you hold it/

The immensity that I do see reaches far beyond the sky/
Tremendous Beauty from the heavens, an Angel you are on High/

Now take my hand, fear not, c’mon and fly/
To see your Beauty as do I, to Yourself, You must die/

Fear not a thing though, for remember, My Soul You do hold/
Now come to the most unknown, into Yourself, into Your cold/

You must relieve yourself, lose your fears/
I give to you my strength, warmth so cold cannot sear/

Face what makes you tremble, what makes you scared/
My Love is with you, It will carry you when the fear can’t be bared/

You can go now, but first fear You must displace/
Leave Me here to be, I Am Your Love sent to replace/

Through all times in Life is Beauty Immense, ‘tis Love must always share/
I can help You to see what Eye do see, True Love is I, and I’ll Take You There/

Her beauty mocks me.
A graceful butterfly
Once blessing me
With her presence.

Tho, as life took its toll
I slowly lost hold and,
She swiftly flew into the sky.

Her beauty escaped me
Leaving me lost for words
And paralyzed with the fear
Of losing her,
Before she was mines.
Who knew butterflies could bite?

Cupid choked me
Her love revoked mines
Tho, I still think.
This lock and key
Belongs to this butterfly

One day
As I sat i got the crazy idea
One day
As i saw the sunset i realized
One day
As I began to speak i thought

Life is an easy road.
We are born
We Live
And then We die

Thats life, but i dont want to live that Life

I want to live in Life
Be born
Make A difference
Change the world
Chase my dreams
Have A blast
Then Die

One lifetime is a long time
And even for one year or one second
I want to make this life time last
I wont ive life
Im going to live Living In Live