Sunny Snow

Sunny Snow May 2013

HISTORY LESSON:
Teardrops and blood stain the heart,
Guess you could say,
We’re all ****** up from the start.
Built to fail, fail to learn,
But so many don’t get a good education.
We follow history’s footsteps,
Just to repeat their mistakes,
Taking away nothing from our past,
Cause we’re to lazy to learn it.

MUSIC:
I like my music loud,
For the main reason,
Of being able to block out the world.
A big *******
To all who say dreams are impossible,
To all who doubt my skill.
This is what I really think…

TRYING:
I think we don’t try hard enough,
I believe we have more potential
Than we are told…

**** LIFE:
I say **** the world,
**** what they think,
More like what do you think…
What do you care about,
What do you want to change?

RANTING:
Ranting is my greatest strength,
I could go on for hours on end,
So many things to be ****** about,
And so little time to vent…

RANDOM:
I make no sense in this poem,
But what makes sense anymore,
We are chucked into life,
Expected to know certain things,
That never are taught.
So **** the system…
HATE OF LOVE:
I don’t understand love anymore,
Guys have become animals,
And woman have turned into ******,
Why can’t people get the fact,
That love is something beautiful,
Not a version of lust
Meant only to be abused!

**** LIFE AGAIN:
Ha, I take life and grab it by the *****
Saying “******* too man”
Just to **** with it’s head.

**** **** ****:
God I love that word!
I love swearing in general,
Let me just get it all out…
MOTHER *******,
LITTLE ****,
******* *******,
LITTLE BASTERD OF A *****…
IDEK…

BORED…:
I hate being bored,
In between my four bedroom walls,
I’m left to my own thoughts,
Thus left to my own demise,
Cause thinking well,
Is only thinking bad thoughts…
In disguise.

DEAD:
Can I just be dead already?
I’ve lost all meaning of life…
I’ve lost all sense of purpose,
But that’s only for tonight…
Tomorrow I’ll wake up,
And everything will be fine,
(Or so I hope),
And maybe I’ll move on,
Or just drown myself in sin…

THE END…………….

just a bunch of poems mixed up as one I guess, I never really figured out what to do with each part, I'd love to hear suggestions.

Sunny Snow May 2013

The Monster

I hide in the shadows, afraid of seeing my own reflection. Unsure and scared of my own sense of direction, I wonder aimlessly. Stumbling over possibilities to get better; I like the thrill of a downward spiraling dive. A depressive mess of creativity, I know this isn’t the way it is suppose to be, but I like the darkness that surrounds me. I started living when I learned how to die, and found something inside me I had never seen before. I saw this beast of a creature, this astounding force of nature; I knew then, what all a human could become. What all we can cause to happen, just by a simple action or word; I began to dissect this monster, find it’s weak and strong points, and play them to my own advantage. This is when I found my strength in a so called weakness, and stepping out of my shadow…I became, the monster.

this one is about struggling with depression, and learning to look at the situation in a different light.

Sunny Snow May 2013

Twisted Lullaby

You sing yourself to sleep each night,
A hushed, whispered lullaby
Of the battles you fight.
Dance around your demons,
Make them wish they weren’t yours.

Made of scars, we are who we are…
Wish all you want on that shooting star,
But you’ll never go anywhere,
Without moving your feet.
You think there’s something wrong with you,
But we all feel that incomplete…

We all know there’s something more,
Weather we inquire,
Or weather we ignore,
Makes all the difference here.

Come to peace with yourself,
Stop beating up and picking on
Your imperfect aspects,
Or else they’ll just keep coming back.
Give yourself some credit.

A pat on the back,
Never killed anyone.
There’s nothing wrong with feeling low,
But know, there’s always a way back up.

We are yin and yang,
Bonded to sin, and rebounded for our own gain.
You don’t need to be “fixed”
There was nothing wrong with you to begin with,
Simply a misunderstanding…

Sunny Snow May 2013

****** Confidence

Skin on skin,
The feeling of sweet sin,
The touch of another,
Sends sparks up my spine,
The fact that,
For tonight,
You’re all mine…

Mine to kiss,
Mine to hold,
Mine to dominate,

And I am yours…

Yours to please,
Yours to fill the needs,
Yours to take over,

I like the rough on the gentle,
I beg for more…

More of you,
More of me,
More of us,
Moving as one…

Cause in someway I feel completed,
When I have a lover near,
Just the fact that I am valued,
Makes all blurry,
Now clear.

And at least for now,
I’m all yours to have.

Sunny Snow May 2013

Growing Up

The night exposes our deepest fears,
Examines all our weaknesses,
Turns us inside out,
And opens our eyes…
To the monster within, each of us…

Then with the dawn
We wake from our nightmare.
We live life blinded by the light,
Uninformed of what truly lies within us.

Our sight strays from who we are,
To who we wish we could be.
Glued to the TV screen
And entertainment magazines,
“Mommy I wanna be famous when I grow up!”

What are we teaching our young?
To get laid by age sixteen,
Just to get on that silver screen?
To sell who they are,
Just to be accepted?

Why do we fear if our son is gay?
Even if he’s truly happy that way…
Why do we push our girls to fit in?
When we know they have better friends somewhere else…

The night brings to attention,
The fact that life isn’t all sunshine and daisies.
Because through failure,
Hopefully comes learning experience.

Is that what you fear,
Your child will hurt,
Regardless of what you do,
They will feel pain,
Just as you and I do.

All you can do,
Is support their choices,
Back them when no one else will.
Cause you can’t hold their hand forever.

I’ve had my fair share of ******* things up…
And came out on the other side,
All in one piece and better for it.

I embrace the night,
I allow my thoughts to wander,
In both the light and the dark.
Balance is everything here,
So let loose of insecurity
And don’t be afraid of life…

mainly about the transformation to adulthood

Sunny Snow Feb 2013

Smokin' Deep In Thought

Floating on cloud 9, I’m feelin good, I’m feelin fine. Reaching out to Orion, drifting to where ever the galaxy might lead, and I’ll follow. Smokey air sets the mood, dim lights and layed back music tune my eyes and ears to harmony. My mind begins to connect all the dots, flipping to words in an open dictionary in my head, causing me to turn to my stickered laptop and rewrite all the thoughts coming from within.

This is how I access my internal self, the me who is never afraid to speak up. The part of me that doesn’t give two *****, but at the same time cares about all of it. I’m resting in a grove, the roads go from bumpy to smooth and all is as it should be.

I’m out of my mind, be back in an hour or so. I’m chillin in my happy place, with uninterrupted cycles of thoughts, keeping my mind in check. Examining all of my internal memories, weather good or bad, we are at peace, coexisting in a space where yin and yang truly are real. A balance amongst me, myself and I, where I can’t shy away from what is unpleasant to think about.

In a moment, where everything begins to make sense and all is beautiful in life.

Sunny Snow Jan 2013

Self Esteem Builder

For the longest time,
The stage was nothing but a dream.
The microphone,
Unapproachable…
Nervous shaking legs,
And red cheeks
Kept me away…
Now I stand here,
Confidant,
And the mic
Is like an old arch enemy,
I’m now on good terms with.
Given I still feel shy,
Timid to talk louder,
But just vocal enough
To say something right.
That and it always helps,
To have a warm crowd,
People who don’t mind
If you babble about
Such nonsense as
Having stage fright,
They might be just as nervous
As I am,
Thus able to relate,
I begin to feel a connection.
I’m no longer afraid to look up,
Look at the eyes,
I was once afraid to see.
Knowing,
All of them where staring back at me.
Now the stage is my playground,
And this room,
Is becoming like home,
With it’s red cozy chairs,
And it’s wine’s and it’s beer’s
Chasing away my fear
To stand up here,
And say,
I’m just glad to be here…