You walked out of my life
I turned around
I couldn't watch you leave me
I fought the urge to run after you
To beg you to stay for a little longer.

That was the last time I saw you
Now you are in the arms of another
I'm trying to be okay
I really am
Because I don't care.

I lie on the bed of my Chevy
A million little bugs crawling all over me
I think about your soft kisses grazing my body
The wind blows my hair into a dance
I think about us dancing until the crack of dawn
I listen to the crickets chirping
Humming their own little tune
I think about your lips whispering into mine promising forever
I stare at the moon
I think how obviously made you were for me
Something gravitated me towards you
Much like earth and the moon
I listen to the rustling of the leaves
I think about that time you pushed me up against the wall
Pulled me by hair
And kissed me fiercely
Igniting something deeply within
I lie on the bed of my Chevy
Wondering what went wrong.

There is something comforting in a simple graze
I have always felt alone
But the touch from another person energizes me
It lets me know I am not lonely
Touch will ignite a fire up and down my soul
It will warm my heart
It will let me know I have not been deserted
I love holding hands with strangers
To feel their warmth against mine
To make them and I feel welcomed
When flesh touches flesh
The warmth of their skin will forever burn
When the soul collides with another soul
You will forever be accompanied
The flames growing and yearning for more
I love touch in the most simplest of ways
Whether it's a hug, a hand shake, or a kiss
Touch is something beautiful and sacred
It lets me know I am not alone
But once we touch for the very first time
My skin will forever remember the touch of your embrace
The burning that you have left
The love that still stays and will never fade
Touch me as if you'll never love another
Hug me as if you'll always stay
Kiss me as if you'll leave forever
My body burns for the touch of another
The simple comfort that comes with it
The innocence I love
Oh, what a wonderful thing touch is.

I look in the distance
There is no place I'd rather be
And I know in this instance
I can just be me
Look at the wind
It is so calm and swift
How I wish I could rewind
And live life more like a gift
As I sit on this tree
I can't help but feel connected
Now I know what it's like to feel free
Sitting here on this tree has made me feel affected
In a good and spiritual way
I feel closer to my country roots
Oh how I wish I could fly away
I stare at my boots
And know their ain't nothing more simple than this way of living
How I wish people would just look around
And see that this is worth dreaming
This life is made for y'all
Now listen to me for I am right
This is the country
Where we all say howdy
And throw the word y'all
Like it ain't meant for over yonder
Where we all know how to bait a hook
And The Bible is our only book
Bring your shotguns
For we are going hunting
Bring your fishing poles
For we are going fishing
And don't worry about not using the word ain't
For over here it is very much alive
Just like our folks
This tree is really beautiful
Just close your eyes
And let the wind through you.

A cloud covers the sun
But the sun still shines forth
Everyone looks for the mysterious sun
Where has it gone?
You can be the most beautiful cloud
But what truly matters is what lies behind it
The heart will always shine forth through every flaw.

I am free
For the soldiers who fought
No one can compare to them
They are this Country's constant thought
They are the brave
They are the strong
The ones we rave
The ones we long
They are veterans
Fighting in hell
For our Heaven
But now we say farewell
For they are in God's kingdom
Assigned to guard Heaven's gates
Now they are at rest
So it is now our fate
To keep America at its best
Thank you Lord
For these Veterans
Now give them my word
They are my hereos
They are Veterans.

We're all infatuated by each other's words
We know not anything about each other
We write to ease our pain
We write to erase the memories
We write to feel the numb
We write our heart's desire
We write our soul's despair
We write our mind's thoughts
We write to feel like we belong
When you write, you don't know whether someone will like it or hate it
But you write because what other way is their to life?
When we write its to quench our thirsty souls
When we write its to ease the burden of our shoulders
When we write its to let our heart be heard
But don't you see?
We are a sea of people
But admit it, darling
We're all a little lonely
We're all looking for that perfect poem that describes the situation right
That sets the soul at peace
I don't consider myself a poet
And I'm sure most of y'all don't
I write to fill the empty void of loneliness.

A poem doesn't have to rhyme
It doesn't have to have a certain amount of syllables
It doesn't have to have a point
You can ramble all you want
A poem can be about anything
It can be about a dandelion and how the wind takes its seeds away to watch more grow
It could be about the closed door
And the many beautiful nightmares
Or all your heart's desires
A poem doesn't have to be about a boy or a girl
It doesn't have to be about anyone
A poem can be about your horrifying past
Just to be able to let it go
A poem can be about your dream future
Just to be able to live it
A poem can be about the crackling of a fire
The steam rising from your cup of coffee
How sweet your tea is
How unhappy or happy you are
A poem doesn't always have to be cheery or gloomy
All that matters is that your poem comes from within
A poem is a form of writing that comes from within the inner depths of your soul, mind, and heart.

Just close you eyes and fall backwards
I'll catch you
Just let me set my alarm for tomorrow morning
I'll see you this weekend
20 years from now...
Forever
Distance and love
Faith is blind
But it's harder to believe in God
And never having seeing him
Rather than not believing
And never seeing
Faith is knowing that when you call
You have God
It doesn't mean you are better than anybody else
It doesn't mean you are a loser
Faith is expecting to wake up tomorrow
And promising your forevers.

The world will still spin on its axis
The sun will rise and set
The moon will come up
The Stars will cover the night sky
The world won't stop for you or me
We're just another person gone
Many more follow us
It's now our time to go back home.

As I fall to the ground
I think to myself
"Now is my turn"
"This is the end"
With my ears ringing
And my vision blurry
I think, "how could life be so short?"
Just a moment ago I was breathing
And now I can't seem to find any oxygen
They come running to me
Telling me to hang on to dear life
But I no longer know what life is
Once upon a time, I was as naive as a lamb
But now I am a lion
A dying lion, that Is
With my last breath
I summed up, "Life is what you make of it"
Life is love, Life is hate
Life is death, Life is birth
Life is good, Life is horrible
Life is like Heaven
Life is like Hell
And right now, I am stuck inbetween
Many scenarios are playing in my mind
Some are good, some are bad
Some are a dream, some are a nightmare
But you chose
Whether you live a dream
Or live a nightmare
Whether you are in Heaven
Or in Hell
Whatever you put in to your life
Is what you will get
Live as pure as Mary
Live as peaceful as Jesus
And never betray
And you will see the face of God
Through the gates of Heaven
Where I must go guard now
For now I know what life is
Life is about sacrifice for one another
For our country.

Love is not a word, it is not an action
It cannot be described or defined
It is not something that could be understood
Love is an emotion you feel
Lightning to the soul
Fire to the heart
Roses on the skin
Honey on the lips
Dew on the skin
Love cannot be seen
Only felt with one's whole heart and soul
And if you're lucky, the other person loves you back
Love is a one way street
Love is letting go of what you wanted the most
To see the other smile with someone else
To be held in someone else's arms
To get tangled up in different sheets
Love is sacrifice.

I held my daddy's hand at grandpa's funeral
I looked up and saw a tear flow free
Carried away by the wind
Who says real men don't cry?
I looked at her thin frame
She tried to fake a smile
But I clung on to her side
Who says real women have curves?
I looked at the blood on the floor
The rope on the ceiling
Another Beauitful soul gone
Who says words don't ****?
I looked at them part
Another goodbye
A kiss here and there
I promise to come home safe, mom,  he says
Who says freedom comes free?
I looked at the torn innocent girl
I held her trembling body in my arms
Trying not to fall
Who says **** is okay?
I look at the man on his deathbed
The drugs and the beer have finally gotten to him
I hold his hand and kiss his forehead for the last time
Who says smoking and drinking is cool?
I look at the beaten man
I rush to his side and dial 9-1-1
He's barely breathing, his breaths are jagged
Who says a man is the only abuser?
I look at her covered tattooed arms
Her patient starts to slowly die and she starts panicking
Quick! Hurry! Save the little girl, she says
Who says people with tattoos are stupid?
I see the man in his turban
Helping the little old lady cross the street
She's laughing like there's no tomorrow
Who says all Muslims are radical?
I see a man getting bullied
Others screaming at him to grow some *****
A group of women and men run up to take his side
Who says feminists hate men?
I look at the girl in her Dress Blues
M-16 slung around her chest
Her family surrounding her
Who says women belong in the kitchen?

There is smoke in the air
Buildings are tumbling down
Little girls getting *****
Men getting abused
People hanging themselves
"Can't you see the world is full of madness?
Yet you still choose to believe?"
It's easy,
When I die I will be forever happy floating amongst the clouds
Nothing but a pure innocent soul
But when you die you have nothing to look forward to
You don't believe in an after life
You question my faith
I question your lack of faith
You say, "What kind of a God will allow this?"
Missing your sweet loved one
He took your most precious love and you started to hate Him
The death of my uncle opened my heart to Him
You say you don't believe in a God that it is unthinkable
But when you fall who catches you?
My God does
Whether there is a God or not
I like to believe in something magical rather than nothing at all
I have to have a reason to hang on to
It's much like breathing
You can't see it but you can't live without it.

You have gone to another world
Nirvana some might say
Heaven some believe
Or maybe you became another person
You could just be a pile of dirt
But when I write about you
I smell beer and dirt
I taste your salty lips
I feel your soft curly hair
Even now I feel your rough hands all over me
I tremble with a longing
If only you wouldn't of gone
My darling, I'm trying to hang on
But I have no rope
I write to keep the memory of you alive
I write to hear your laughter
I write to see your toothy grin
I write to feel your body warmth lying next to me
But I know that when I stop writing
Your presence will leave
I will miss you
Farewell, until my next writing.

It's freezing cold outside
The lifeless trees scratching our window
Begging to come in
The wind keeping the door shut
A fire is blazing
The wisps of wood turning into ash
Your hot skin against mine
We are wrapped in a blanket
The clock ticking promising forever
Your mouth whispering "I Love You' against my hungry lips
Your body warmth filling me with love
The crackling of wood filling the room like candles
Love, passion, and romance
Heating the log cabin
Snowflakes landing on our windowsill
Your body igniting a fire well within my soul
Oh how I love these winter nights
The fire playing wonders with your eyes
The shadows of our bodies
The roses scattered across the floor
Your lips red with wine
Oh these romantic winter nights.

Everyday
Of
Every
Heartbeat
Comes
Great
Love
And
Agony
Of
Missing
You
Dearly.

I listen to the typing of words
The bleeding of emotions
Filling their empty screens
Words that cannot be said
Are typed to form a story
That hides our emotions
In simple words and periods.

He's told to grow some *****
She's told to quit being overly sensitive
He's told to pack on some muscle
She's told to bare no fat
He's told getting some is part of a boy's duty
She's been called a ****
He's gotten beaten
She's gotten beaten
Man don't be such a **** hit back
Man just do what he says and he won't hit you
He's a walking human
She's a walking human
Gender roles should not decide pay checks
Hard work and determination should
Your body parts don't get in the way of anything
Stand up and speak up
Feminism is not about women hating men
It's about equality amongst the two.