Your Life as a Poem
March 24, 2011

If I could write a poem that would touch the world, I would.
If it could reach out beyond the paper and touch your face, then it should.
Something so surreal, that it's like a scene from a movie brought to life.
It embodies all your struggles and your strife.

Your life on paper, written as a poem.
Since you can see it, how does it look?
Does the poem talk about your home?
Does it tell your life story like an open book?

Do you like what you see?
What would reading your poem say about you to me?
If your poem reaches out to you, what would you do?
Would you be content and let it sit on a shelf, or be concerned and try to change yourself?

Since the poem's still unfinished, it's up to you to write the next line.
It belongs to no one else - your own unique design.

Do you wonder where it should start or how it will end?
Or have you already made up your mind?
I trust that you know who you really are, somewhere deep, down, inside.

This is my poem that I have shown.
Now it is your turn to write your own.

These Words Poem
May 6, 2012

It's these words I just don't understand.
Whether I write them, recite them, or strategically place them in some plan.
Words come together, and they seem to make sense.
But these words I write are light, while in my mind, they feel dense.

There needs to be something more to these words,
than a pen, paper, and my fingertips' push forwards.
In order for these words to be present full force.
So I won't have to settle for this mind to material divorce.

I throw more words out to test,
but keep losing my best,
in an attempt to show the world what these words really mean.
So that somebody else can finally see what I've seen.

At long last, when my words ceased to come out,
I said nothing, suffering from the drought.
Suddenly a thought struck me; a single word stood out the most.
The word thought was more important than these words, for it was their host.

These words weren't meant to describe a thought.
Their meaning wasn't something that could be taught.
For these words are designed for a thought's deliverance.
But are only a small part of the thought's whole experience.

There comes a time when
February 28, 2011

At least in my life, there comes a time when I have to make a decision, which to other people might not seem that big of a deal, or might seem wrong, or like something I don't actually support.  However, everyone else might not really understand my reasoning or might just think it is dumb or over-emotional.

But can you honestly say that you've never felt like you have an influence on people who matter to you?  I mean, what if you could take this hypothetical scenario where: you give up something that you like - no really enjoy, but were originally content living without - a really long time ago, before you changed.  And by giving this up, you have a chance of getting your friends to do the same.  Even if its only a slight chance, would you choose it, hoping that they'd follow in your footsteps?  Even if it means sacrificing the new, possibly better you.  The you that finally fits in and is 'normal,' and that is actually looked up for being so good at this something.  The you that has so much fun, when in the more recent past, it seemed like you could never be happy ever again.

I mean, what if they mattered to you that much.  Do you think that they'd understand and support you?  Would they really appreciate their efforts?  But then again, even if they don't, at least you can say you tried, in a non-cop-out kind of way.  and plus, you're arguably better off for having made the choice anyways, since now you have the old you back.

If those who I'm talking about read this, I doubt you'd know what I'm talking about, or recognize that it applies to you.  But I've made up my mind on the spur of the moment.  I'm so sorry, but it's over.  I just want to be Wynn again, the me that was so innocent and laughed at, but taken seriously.  And I want you all to be the old you's as well.  As fun as these days are, and as much as I want them to continue on again.  As much as I don't want to grow up now - this early, and I want to keep the image of what we Thought was older and more mature a couple years ago.  I am definitely not ready for this, but I feel like its better now than never.  So again, I say that it's over.

You won't notice for a while, but that's alright.  I know that it'll come sooner or later, I don't doubt it.

I would if I could
October 6, 2011

I would if I could,
stay up all night, awake in my bed, thinking about you
- just because I wanted to save the dreaming about you until later, when I need something to cheer me up.

I would if I could,
put pictures up on my walls of all the places we go together,
arrange them in the shape of a smile, from how happy you make me.

I would if I could,
stop everything I'm doing in my awful, busy life,
just to spend one moment with you, and remember it forever.

I would if I could,
if we could and would.