He wants to be in the war?
No!!!
I am literally going numb
I am fighting the urge to break down
and sob in sorrow and despair
I hate the war
It's taking my first crush
Since 8th grade
and now we're sophomores
I can't look at him
I am ******
I need a beer
but I ain't ever drank before
I need a cigar
but I ain't ever smoke before
I like you, boy
Why the war?
I think I love you...
and all it took was for you to flash those dimples
I will wait for you to come back
In my dreams, we are together
My hand is cramping
My heart is shattering
My mind is rambling
I am fighting the urge to break down.

I dream of a world
Where words of love are whispered into the night sky
Carried off by the wind
To later be picked up like fallen leaves
Against the sea
Carried on waves
To crash against the shore
Wanting nothing but more love.

People like to treat my heart like sugar
No more than a grain that they throw away
Something that they can't get enough of
Some are in love
Some hate it
My heart is like a big ice cube
It once started whole
But with each play
My heart started to melt and disappear
My heart is like a glass vase
I am filled with roses
You break me and get cut by one of my thorns
You break me and you smell the sweet scent that was once me
My heart is like a bomb
You mess with me and I will go off
If you never touch me I will do you no harm
My heart is a hornet's nest
Poke me with a stick and I will sting you with no end
My heart is a honey suckle
Taste me and I will fill you with sweetness.

Today at work
Someone gave me a honey bun
It was sweet
But not as much as your kisses
It was delicious
But not as much as your tender graze
A million memories of us unfolded
Someone gave me a cup of coffee
I watched the steam rise from the cup
I thought about our souls colliding
Oh, my honey bun.

I used to grow up believing everyone was a Christian
I've never heard of combat
Everyone was always happy
It was world peace on Earth
Everyone was a Republican
But I guess that's just because I'm Texan
I never knew pain existed
I never knew love and hate could be used in the same sentence
I never knew love followed bawling fists
I never knew love could be aborting your unborn baby for the sake of yourself
I never knew love was selfish
I never knew what it mean like to feel dead
Because each day made me feel more alive
I thought everyone would have a gateway into Heaven
I never knew one could ****** to no mercy
Whether it's oneself or another
It is still ******
I used to think it never got stormy
I would always wake up to the birds chirping
And the sun shining
The smell of coffee strong in the house
Breakfast ain't breakfast if you ain't got meat
I never knew bullying existed
I was just always a jolly 'ole girl
And I still try for the sake of humanity
But sometimes my foot falls into the hole on the sidewalk
Oh! My innocent kid thoughts.

You got me feeling like the sun
Sweating and burning up with your hot skin igniting mine
Blazing unearthed feelings
Daring you to draw me in closer

You got me feeling like the ocean
Our naked bodies crashing and colliding
Coming to a swift calmness
While I lie here on waves hearing your heart beat

You got me feeling like the moon
Your cool breath howling my name
Staying up late to admire our endearing love
Whispering three little words into the night sky

You got me feeling like a tornado
The graze of your lips swirling emotions in me
My tongue twisted for a loss of words
Slowly twirling me into your romantic arms

You got me feeling like the rain
Slowly poundning the tin roof of love
Your watery lips leaving trails on my neck
My emotions slowly bursting in dew drops

You got me feeling like the wind
Airy and in a haze strumming me in all the right places
Blowing my world and settling in to the warming night sky
Loving me endlessly and enveloping me in strong emotional winds

You got me feeling like snow
Covering me in the pureness of your yearning touch
Your eyes kindling a wild fire in me
Your icy lips sending shock waves through my shivering body

I've never been good when it comes to art
My strokes are either too soft or too rough
I can never intertwine the colors just right
To make them seem as if they were meant to be
I am no Leonardo De Vinci
I can't draw with my eyes open
Leonardo drew with his heart
Art is for the passionate eye
I am no artist
I cannot visualize lines
My art is the kind where I string letters together
I play with words not paints
I write with my heart not eyes
My kind of art is called poetry.

I walk in the room roses scattered across the floor
A raging love of war
I lie on the bed and think of our wedding night
It was flight or fight
I think of your hot skin igniting my naked soul
Now there's nothing left but a gaping hole
Baby why did you have to leave me?
Why did it have to be?
I feel your lips crashing against mine passionately
The tears are flooding in slowly
I miss you like roses where the tenderness peeks out of blooded thorns
I would do it all over again
Even with the knowledge of that bullet taking your life
I still would've said yes to being your wife
Oh Baby you got me feeling like roses
All complete and beautiful with the blood stains from the thorns
I lie awake whispering your name to the bed sheets
These memories soaring in and taking me away to a world of peace
Baby, you are my single rose.

I could feel your hot breath on me
But it wouldn't be enough to ignite a fire
I could feel your intertwining hands weaving in mine
But it wouldn't be enough to feel your soft, hard hands
I could feel your heart beat against mine
But it woudn't be enough to feel your soul
I could feel your shaggy hair on my face
But it wouldn't be enough to feel like a million bugs
I could feel your lips against mine
But it wouldn't feel like the sun's endearing coolness
I could be feeling your whole body against mine
But it wouldn't be enough to feel like a jigsaw puzzle
I could never be close enough
With you, there is no such thing as too much love
Even now, I could feel your spirit intertwining our hands
Telling me to not shed a tear
I am enveloped in a cloud storm full of sweet sorrowful memories of us.
Why did you have to fight the war?

You can say you like a person
You could like a person's laugh or smile
But my dear darling
Never say "I love you"
When you do you have enclosed yourself in a glass case full of water
Slowly and painfully losing oxygen
Because one day you'll have to let go
Whether it's a death or a moving on
It doesn't matter if your fingernails are latched on
Because they will eventually break
Never love a person so much
It is unbearable to leave them
You will forever be scarred of the knowledge that you have lost
what you have loved so dearly
Never get too attached.

Our song wasn't the kind that you hear on the radio
It didn't have words
There wasn't guitars or any kind of instruments
Our song comes on at midnight
He takes me by the hand
Out in his ranch
The crickets chirping
The leaves shaking
The wind laughing
The very dirt beneath our feet whispering
The moon cheering
Nature was our song
Our burning passion for one late in the night.

You meet a stranger and hit it straight off the bat
You say "see ya later" when you never know if you will
It's just the hope
You see someone crying
You go to comfort them talking about Jesus
You say "I'll always be here"
Knowing your own shoulders bare enough
You see someone alone
You take that seat next to them
You say "You're not lonely anymore"
Knowing you were the one that was lonely
You see someone getting bullied
You say "I'm here"
Knowing that no one is there when your parent's fight
You see someone depressed
You try everything in vain to cheer them up
You say "Just be happy"
With images of your parents unhappy
Hugging your younger siblings
Cursing God
You see someone disbelieving
You go and spread the good word
Promising them God is real
When you are angry at Him
You say "God will never forget you"
Eventhough you feel like nothing more but a shadow
You see someone happy
You can't help but stare
You fall in love with their smile
It causes you to smile
Knowing you have lost yourself
You try your hardest to cheer everyone up
When you haven't seen a rainbow in days
People are crazy.

I only write
When all is wrong
I only write
When I can't take it anymore
Lately, I haven't been okay
But you wouldn't know
The brighter my smile
The more damage and pain
I have been enveloped
In anger and sorrow
I am a walking paradox
I try to be happy
But then a tornado ***** me in
Leaving me stripped
Raw in emotion
Why must I feel everything in vain?
I got the sad blues.

I am a poet
A reader of love
A desire of touch
A yearning of passion
I want my skin to heat
To feel your heart beat
To get tangled up in sheets
To get drunk on your lips
All in the name of innocence.

I haven't talked to daddy in days
Mommy's fed up
They've been ignoring each other for days
But now I hear them barking
I heard daddy's truck pull in
Heard something smash
The door was kicked down
Here came daddy with a pack of beer
His breath hot of fresh *****
I hear mommy and daddy barking
Things being thrown across the room
Punches being made
Blood dripping on the ground
I try to close my ears
I try to drown out the noise
But it ain't working
I try to keep my mind from running wild
I bury myself in my sheets
But that don't work
Daddy storms out of the house
All drunk and ******
Mommy's crying
Daddy's gone, probably went for more beer
Where is this God you speak of?
I yell for him
But he didn't answer me
I close my eyes
All is quiet in this little house
The tears flooding in
Oh I felt someone with me in that bed
Yeah, I was sleeping with the devil.

If you stare deeply into my eyes
You'll see the ruins of my life go up in flames
You'll see the broken path and the many deaths that led me straight to God
My path is shaken and still beaten but I have my hope
You'll see many beer bottles and a creek full of tears
My fishing hook in my brother's cheek from the time I threw my line back
Crying on the couch with momma for the uncle whose tires will never run the gravel
Wearing white to the grandpa I never knew
You'll see my naive and innocent self dressed in white to represent Heaven
Because isn't that where everyone is going?
You'll see everyone else dressed in black to represent death
How can they be so negative?
You'll see the time I almsot drowned in Oklahoma but my daddy reached out and saved me
You'll see my beautiful ranch out here in Texas where I did most of my raising
Born and raised and **** sure proud
You'll know why I bounce when I walk
For that dumb man hit me and ran with his ol' car
My many insecurities and fears, oh you'll see them all
You'll also see a world where everyone is loved
But this world doesn't exist- it's in my heart
A world where we all love each other because that's what the Bible says
But we sin anyways because we're human
We'll give our hand to someone in need
Bathe in the freshest and cleanest of water
So pure you can smell it while hearing the water whoosh
A world where everyone smiles, a real smile
Where we can all be equal and happy.
I'm still dreaming the dream of my little innocent heart.
Let me dream a beautiful dream even if it's somewhere faraway.

It's one of those sleepless nights
Memories of us engulfing me in tears
Clutching a bottle of whiskey
Your name escaping my drunken lips
My shivering body wanting you to keep me warm
I holler for you, I scream, my lungs collapsing
But I know you are in the bed of another
I shouldn't of let you walk away
I should've clung on tight
I should've told you I loved you
I stare at the stars and all I see is your lips
My vision is blurry with loving tears
Memories of us fading in and out
How I wish I could forever stare at the stars.

You say you don't love me
I watch you walk away
Knowing I was bound to get hurt
But I loved you either way
And I'd do it all over again
I act tough
I bawl my fists
And chase after you
I won't let you go
Bet you restrain and walk away
Give me another chance
I'm willing to change if you just say you'll be mine
That night, I cried myself to sleep
Dreaming happily of you and I
I got drunk that night
And I passed out on the couch
That night I never woke up
But I never did stop dreaming of us.

People all around me are rushing
They are crushing the roses
Here I come one breath at a time
I stop and hold the broken petals in my hands
Teenagers running to classes
Bumping into one another
Here I come one breath at a time
Stopping to chat with friends and have a good laugh
Adults are speeding
Swerving into lanes and cutting each other off
Here I come one breath at a time
Letting people go on by and giving them the hand
People have this constant mind set of hurrying
That they forget that the little things matter most
I stopped and smelled the roses
I helped the little old lady cross the street
I watched the sunset
The sun and the moon forever separated against the same sky
I get called slow and represent a turtle
I smell the backwoods
I observe nature and the way people interact
I am in no hurry
We all have 24/7 hours in a day
I could die tomorrow and I would be satisfied
The hurried one would be rummaging with things for tomorrow
Their minds never at peace
I drift off with the clouds on tidal waves of the blue clear sky
I am a Sunday Stroller
I enjoy the little things
I stop and smell the long forgotten roses.

I have fallen in love with the simplicity of words
Stringing them along like the chords of a guitar
Lighting up the night sky like the twinkling stars
A thunderous roar of hear my words
Let them move you along the dance floor
Or like the waves of the sea
Hang on there and I'll save you with some sweet sweet poetry
Baby please hang on
I need you like the dark night needs the star to light the way
I need you like the sun needs the clouds to cool it down
I need you like the rustling leaves needs the wind to pick them up again
I need you like the very breath you are
Let my words take a hold of your heart and soul
Leave the past in the past
Take my hand and hang on
I'm going to show you what it feels like to be a mockingbird
Beauitful and happy to sing and to love
Fall in love with me
Fall in love with sweet sweet poetry.

But once someone
Cries affront of you
It means they gave themselves up
They needed someone
And they chose you
Keep a flask in your heart
And mark this day
Write it in stone
For tears are sacred.

Come on down to a small little town
With Southern hospitality  
Where we wave from our trucks
And give each other 'the hand'
Where we all care for each other
Where the tea is sweet
The Beer cold
A nice little lake day with Texas
Jumping in from the tire swing
Screaming at the top of your lungs filled with joys of laughter
I really hope you'll fall in love with Texas she really is friendly
She'll let you run your tires through her dirt
Get all muddy and ***** while its raining
Then worship on Sunday morning
A BBQ with the whole town
We'd really like to make you feel welcomed
The Texas Friendly kinda way.

If y'all were to go to Heaven
Y'all would be sent down to The South
In a little town called Texas
Where the tea is sweeter
Where chivalry still exists
Where we all drive muddy pickups
And dance in the rain in our cowboy boots
Where we all say howdy
And say ain't like it's not meant for over yonder
There isn't a single stranger in Texas
We all know each other
We are a tight knit town always waiting to give a lending hand
If we were to secede
The other states would miss us
There would be a big gaping hole on the map
The heart and the fist of The United States of America
We are Texans
You mess with one
You get the whole can of whoopass
We could be your worst nightmare
Or your best dream
Just don't talk smack from where I'm from
We will get on you with our whips and shotguns
We are Texans
We don't settle
And we don't keep calm
We are God- Fearin', Constituional- lovin', Gun- Bearin' Republicans.

If you look up to Heaven
You will see the Angels
They are jumping from cloud to cloud
They are happy
A rainbow always kissing the sky
If you look down below
You will see the Fallen Angels
They are jumping from pit to pit
They are unhappy
A thunderstorm always fighting the lightning
If you look around you
You will see Beautiful, Misguided Angels
They are jumping from good to evil and evil to good
They are emotionally confused
A thunderstorm always followed by a rainbow.

I am not a poet
I am just a simple small town girl
I love to gaze at the stars
To feel the wind blow my hair and whisper in my ears
I love the feeling of cold mud on my skin
Laughing and screaming till I can't no more
I love to sit on the pier
To watch the sun set as it gives the sea one last kiss
I love to find a shady spot
To just sit there and imagine a world full of love and passion
I sit here, now
With my journal in hand
Writing about the art of words
But mind you, I am no poet.

He came home from Vietnam
He cheated death and now he's paying the price
He hears the voices of his fallen brothers
Screaming in agony and pain
Bullets flying everywhere
Men dropping to the ground with a thud
Panic and horror creeping in
A tornado taking his soul
He screams and awakes soaked in sweat
It was just another nightmare
He takes a long pull of the bottle
Trying to numb the memories
He is not alright but he will never admit it
He was an American soldier
He survived
But how could he feel so dead and hollow in the inside?
He went to sleep with the bottle clung to him
Another whiskey lullaby
Trying to drown out the hell of war
He drinks till he can't anymore
Then it's back to those nightmares
The feeling of guilt for coming out alive settling in
He's got the weight of Vietnam on his shoulders
In the bottle he sees their faces
He hears their hollers for help
He feels the very life draining out of them
He's held so many dying men
Men who had wives and kids
Men who wanted to tie the knot
Men who are now six feet underground
And it's all his fault, he thinks
He takes the bottle and falls asleep to another whiskey lullaby.

But you sit right affront of me
Not knowing that this poem is about you
I catch you staring at me
I stare back
But you bow your head down
I think I have a crush on your smile
On your boyish grin.

I close my eyes, but sleep won't come
What have I become?
I am a stranger
My thoughts, I cannot wrangle
I lie awake, staring at the celing
The next day, I am dreading
Why can't I just look like her?
These thoughts I ponder
Oh, how I wish they would disappear over yonder
But they just keep coming back
You see, "beauty" is what I lack
I am not beautiful
Nor wonderful
I always compare myself to others
But I don't even know why I bother
Wasting my time
Won't make me a dime
But here I am staring at the ceiling
These tears roaming
In the dark
I feel like a piece of bark
Ripped from a tree
I can never just be thee
I can never just be happy
For all I am is ******
But don't worry y'all
This ain't gonna be the last time I fall.

Because of thee, the land of dreams
Becomes a gathering place of fears;
Until tormented slumber seems
One vehemence of useless tears.

*Lionel Johnson [1867-1902]

The Devil doesn't have horns
The Devil doesn't have one human leg and one cow leg
Like my daddy told me
I have figured it out on my own
I am here to warn you of an old folk talk
Do no evil, hear no evil, see no evil
God made you what you are
Why try to change genders?
God made the animals to hunt and eat
Why become a vegetarian?
Why **** the animals murderousely and lie them out like corpses?
You must eat what you ****
Your body is a temple
Why must you run it with a blade?
Marijuana was once a beautiufl leaf
Told to me from generations
My mother's grandma would tell her stories who then my mom told me
We humans took over this land
That God was more than willing to share
We abused his beautiful leaf
It is not good to be a drunkyard
The devil is always lurking
He is not covered in anything
He is disguised as our guilty pleasures
The blade
The ****
The bottle
What you can't have
It may seem okay to us
But in the end
Whether you believe or chose not to
Know that you will face God
As will as I.

Fall is here
The leaves start to descend
Others barely hanging on
While the others gave up hope
In a rush of air
The wind came and picked up the fallen leaves
For the wind loved them so
It ached his heart to see them lying lost
So he gave them warmth
I feel the fallen leaves crunching under my feet
Some leaves have gotten left behind
This is what Faith is like
We are all fallen leaves waiting for hope.

And there will be a time
When a boy
Ignites a fire
Up and down your soul
But you got to learn how to contain it
Because one day
He will be gone
And so will that fire.

There is something unsettling glorious about the unknown
The mystery of life
The ripples we make
And their gray outcomes
There is a reason to hang on to this hectic world
It's called the future.

She's the type of girl that will say no to clubbing
She's the type of girl that would rather stay home
She's the type of girl that stays up all night
She likes being alone
She smiles at words on a page
She's in a trace
She's laughs wholeheartedly
And sheds a tear at something that tugged on her heartstring
She can't hear anyone
Her mind, soul, and heart are dreaming
She's in her own wonderland
Where everything is possible
And nothing is impossible
She has fallen in love with a fictional character
She dreams of one day owning her own bookstore
She wishes to stop time
And to stay forever in her books
She reads to long
She longs to read
With each word she's moved
She is no longer here
She is an another world
Where everything is alright
Where the roses are beautiful
The coffee sweet
The birds chirping
A rainbow always out
Nothing but smiles
And sweet kisses
She's only a hand away
But her soul is far gone
She's addicted to reading
She just doesn't know when to stop
But she never dreams of it
This is her escape
From the cruelty that is life
She can't see no evil
She can't hear no evil
She can't do no evil
She is an angel
With a cup of coffee on the lamp stand
A blanket wrapped around her
Sitting affront of the fireplace
Rocking back and forth
A beautiful, lively book in hand
Stacks and stacks of more books
Sprawled on the floor
Little snowflakes falling from Heaven
like sweet little kisses that flutter throughout your body
She is a reader
She is the girl that hides behind her books.

I don't lie
To intentionally hurt anyone
It's completely the opposite
I lie to protect
The girl in the mirror
I can't let her get her hopes too high
Because there is this beautiful little demon
Called reality
He will wreck her plans
Cause her ship to sink in the torturous waves
And the sad thing is
She's got nothing to lose
She's got nothing to fear
But the girl in the mirror
Who gets in her own way.

She asked me why I love writing sad poems
Aren't you suppose to forget about sad things?
I write sad poems to remember the feeling so I will never want to feel the heartache again
I write so another can connect with my words
I write for the future
She asked me why I love writing poems about love
I told her that love is nothing but a lipstick gone wrong
It's all good until it's all used up or until you've lost it
I write love poems because love doesn't exist in this world
I like to make up my own kind of love
The one where everyone is happy and no one gets hurt
She asked me why I write about God
I told her that I would like to try and spread the good news
I write to let others know that someone cares
I like to let them know that he will never stop loving them even if they don't believe
I want them to look forward to something after death
I want to give them a sense of direction and purpose
That little girl died of cancer
She had a journal dated that exact day
I won't ever forget her
I read her journal everyday like its the news
She wrote in thought of me
One day she was just gone and long dead
Like a puff of smoke on a cigarette
She told me that she wrote sad poems for me
She told me that love does exist
Wasn't what I had with her love?
She told me that God is definitely real
She's in Heaven now.

You came in from Connecticut
Born in Houston, TX
You are a puzzle that I can't piece together
You don't speak unless spoken too
Everyone is so easy to piece
Then by golly there's you
You drive me crazy
You want to be a Ranger
You gotta fight for Uncle Sam
What are you, boy?

Another sleepless night
I lie on the hammock
And stare up above
At the twinkling stars
I think of the many dead
Who were turned into Angels
But some of them
Just wanted to forever be a part of the hidden sky
So they chose to become stars
To light up the night and give us hope
The brighter the star
The younger the death
The dimmer the star
The older the death.

People are like stars
They are beautiful and come in many different shapes and sizes
They don't ever get to see their beauty
But everyone else around them does
The stars light up the night sky
People are walking the night sky looking for stars
Little do they know that the stars are inside them.

A book
is planted
from a
withering
tree of tales
just waiting
for someone
to watch
it blossom,
waiting for
someone to
read its tales
to live
another life.

Oh how I wish I was warned
And maybe I wouldn't be so darned
To believe that happiness last
And maybe my heart wouldn't be in a cast
Forevers are a lie
And feelings die
But people keep moving
While others are barely coping
Some see the light
And others are in a fright
Oh how I wish I could turn back time
But maybe it wouldn't be worth a dime
But my feelings would of been spared
And I wouldn't be so scarred
Oh how I wish I could turn back the clock
And make my wall a higher block
This isn't worth the pain
But I feel everything in vain
I don't know which is worse
To get knocked off a horse
Or to let you in
Because I know I won't win
Happiness is nothing but a let on
And I have been torn a ton
If you were to tell me you wanted to stay
I would say okay
Oh how I wish I was warned
Because I am already darned.

He was a handsome young fellow
Smiled with his whole heart
Then he went on overseas
Came back like a mine
All ***** and filthy with the day's mission
He never cried again, that boy
He once was so sweet and sensitive
His hands bare the blood of humans
He no longer smiles
His head is always bowed down
A bottle always clutched to his side
His rifle slung around him
Everyone is an enemy
He ain't the young friendly cowboy you once knew
He drank himself to death
The War threatening his life
The War depriving him of his sleep
Creeping in when he closed his eyes
He would wake up screaming and cursing himself
It shouldn't have been him, it should've been me
He pulled the trigger with an empty Jack nearby
The War took his life.

There are so many things that can never be resolved
Where you can never be the same person
Where once hell seemed to be down below
But now you are in the front lines
The devil doesnt wear a turban
The devil isn't American
The devil isn't Muslim
The devil isn't an Atheist
The devil isn't Christian
The devil is war
No one is for the war
But the war is the only way for our freedom
I will not live to see the day
When 'Ole Glory stops flying
This is treason
This is the war
The war is ugly
The war is murderous
The war is hell
The war is haunting
The war is deadly
But freedom is beautiful
We have the strongest weapon; Jesus
The ones that die, live to see his face
The ones that live, die to see his face
The war is many things
It is frightening
It is hell raised
It is hell bound
One does not fight because he loves the war
But because she loves her freedom
Because they both love their country
Without the war
We wouldn't be free
Without the war
We wouldn't be dead
The war will change a man
Into an abusive alcoholic
The war will change a man
Into a peace loving Christian
The war is ugly
The war is deadly
The war is adventurous
The war is loving
The war is the war
Support our troops.