Have you ever seen a clouded night
the darkness suffocating?
Have you ever seen the blinding light
the darkness all-negating?

Have you ever felt the black surround
when you were all alone?
Have you ever felt the lightning shake the ground
from celestial heights unknown?

Have you ever felt the spray upon your face
from a coming, speeding storm?
Have you ever known the even pace
of earth's rain-brought reform?

If you've never seen a lightning-light,
or felt it burn your eyes
Upon a cool late summer's night—
then you're in for a surprise.

You—
You should listen.
Keep holding on,
You're not alone.

When you don't know how
And your answers feel used up
He's always listening.

If you don't know why
what you write isn't that good
It is too little
And you didn't think enough
Or it's too much, and you *thought.

So now, it makes sense:
'You have so much to live for'
Now I can relate.

When you're walking down the loneliest road
And bad weather is before you
Don't forget that even in the hard times
Your Creator walks right beside you.

You never realize
How many great friends you have
Until you're lonely.

You told me that you were fine
But I knew you never said that
You'd always answer, "Wonderful!" or "Great!"
I knew the place you were at.

There was something in your mood
The way you held yourself
It was obvious that you were bothered
But what was behind feeling depressed?

I tried to go on as if I hadn't seen
That one look in your eye
But I couldn't act the happy way I do
When you looked like you wanted to cry.

I was afraid that you would start
To pour it all on me
But that was unhealthy, because I knew
I couldn't be your one and only.

I didn't want to pull away
You'd know and wonder why
Our connection and our friendship knew
The meaning of every sigh.

I couldn't ignore what was bothering you
This you couldn't outlive
So I just held you as you breathed
Knowing that was all I could give.

I'd seen your scars in the past
You'd told me what they were
But I knew there was something deeper within
That made you feel impure.  

I wouldn't pursue the subject of your pain
That I knew was inflicted by you
I'd keep you in my prayers, and someday
You'll find a love that's true.

Give up
It's what they mean
Not what they say.

It was hard to see the ground
In front of me that night
Easily I stumbled on
The rocky ground that night

Looking back is never clear
I'm still in the fog that found me
I think I went looking for it
And I'm lost in the fog that found me

How I longed to pierce the veil
What held me back from Reality
But my only sword pointed to myself
I will never find Reality

I burned all my lamps and candles low
The night I lost my breath
The light went out long before the dawn
And I never caught my breath

I don't try to make words stretch
I waste them and use them up
Perhaps I should have weighed them first
Before I used them up.

I was going to write a poem
But I got lost
And when music captures you
It doesn't want to let you go.

You're caught in my throat
Partially in my sore lungs
You're why I can't breathe.

It's driving me mad
I can't sleep and I can't read
Or knit to music
Or anything, and I'm done
I've had enough of it all.

It kills me because
I know how to make music
But I can't right now.

He told me today
That I looked pretty; I guess,
Well, maybe I was. :)

When these old faces
Become new friends,
The pain from familiar strangers,
The ones who never made amends,
Will disappear like smoke;
And I'll watch these wounds mend.

The thing about my mentality is
It isn't very real
Someday, I just hope I look
Just as cool as I feel.

I can't see where I'm going
I don't like seeing where I've been
And Lord, where I am tonight
Feels like falling on my knees again.

The past is a hurried grey blur
Except for certain moments
I'm trying hard just to move on
But I just don't know where I'm going.

I'm messed up, and I need you to change me
I am broken, humbled, hurt
You said You'd be my only One,
Oh, how I want to take you at Your word.

All of my dishes, stacked in my room
Am I a slob? Please don't assume.
Clothes—whether *****, clean, or worn—
I know the difference, though they're strewn.

Twinkling lights strung overhead
Match the lamp beside my bed.
With dust my dresser is adorned,
And my favorite chair is red.

I see the beauty in the mess;
Why do you cry in distress?
Mom, I like to live like this.
And I have no one to impress.

It says I have a message
That I have never read
But when I to to 'Unread Messages'
There's empty space instead.

I messaged you, man,
And it said that you were there
But you weren't. So true.

“Why do you listen to metal,”
I'd always wanted to ask.
“It's because I always want to scream...
No one lets me, but I'm glad you asked.”

They said
Sing
He said
*Scream

The mightiest among the birds is the eagle.

The mightiest among the domestic animals is the bull.

The mightiest among the wild beasts is the lion.

And the mightiest of all is man.

I look back on those things that we said;
When I told you, it was the truth:
I was willing to let you mess up a million times
I just wanted to be here to forgive you.

It was just a game, I said
I didn't think we meant it
A few cute looks, some flirting;
Of pettiness strong scented.

I had a crazy idea
Just a thought inside my head
What if I put down my flower
And you gave me your heart instead?

The look on your face was confusion
And disconcerted interest
You asked to clarify, and then
Slowly lifted your heart from your chest.

I felt mine stop beating
As you placed it in my hands
Dread almost overcome me
That you went with my commands.

This is real, I thought then
And gulped and looked at you
I almost lost my memory
Of what I was supposed to do.

Holding it, I watched it beat
Lub-dub, lub-dub, lub-dub
But simply holding it was just
Too boring, I thought with a shrug.

So I tossed your heart up in the air
And I caught it with evident ease
The fear on your face and the horror
Did nothing to me but please.

It was a game, I felt it
As I tossed it up once more
But too high this time I threw it...
and it fell splat on the floor.

I froze. I could not move
For the shock at what I had done;
I couldn't bear to see it there
When it had been all in fun.

I ran as swiftly as I could
To get away from there
Sorrow flooded my frightened heart
I didn't really care.

But as I looked back to the place
Where your heart lay in pieces,
I watched you lift it up to God
Who all broken hearts eases.

Who are we when we're spacing out
Or watching someone mindlessly?
Who are we when we let go of it
Because we forget about stressing?

Who are we when we forget to be angry
And release the sad thoughts inside?
Who are we when there's just nothing left
That we feel we have to hide?

Will we find that we are words
Tossed mindlessly to the breeze
Will we find that we were a sigh
An smile seen only by the trees?

When I look in the mirror
I close my eyes sometimes
And when I open them...

I'm still here.

Such a young girl, she was easy to miss
Something of a wonder, you'd never know
Such a little girl, innocence was not bliss
But no one knew how far she'd go. 

They were two hearts too close together
And they were bound to break apart
Thought they'd last forever
But then he took her heart. 

Far away he was taken, that flight
The space seemed a wide abyss
Cried himself to sleep at night 
Such a young girl, easy to miss. 

He healed almost before she'd said 'bye'
His heart unevenly cured
Another had caught his curious eye 
Away from his best friend lured. 

She fought to be his number one once more
The pain so sharp unbearable 
So she left through a one-way door
Thinking her heart incurable. 

Such a young girl, she was easy to miss
Something of a wonder, you'd never know
Such a little girl, innocence was not bliss
But no one knew how far she'd go. 

Their intellect was a magnet toward
The love that grew inside
Their knowledge was a goblet poured
On the adventures they'd leave behind. 

Bliss was not innocence, not this time 
For she well knew where she'd go
Away from it all on the line
They'd raise children of their own. 

But the seed of doubt is sometimes right
It sometimes speeks the truth
But when you're the one doubted it is a knife
And it's only pointing at you. 

Such a young girl, she held on tight
But they really just needed space
To see that they were never right
When they only wanted to erase. 

Such a young girl, she was easy to miss
Something of a wonder, you'd never know
Such a little girl, innocence was not bliss
But no one knew how far she'd go. 

Easy to yearn for, easy to miss
No wonder they grew so fast
I wonder sometimes about this
If they ever mourned her last

Heaven knows how many she missed
Lying awake at night
But how many times was the lenthy list
Requitted when the time wasn't right?

I almost died, and
Then realized at long last
That no one noticed

Honestly. Just stop.
Mock me one more time, and boy,
I will slap you. Hard.

That awkward moment
When they made a bad joke and
Thought I didn't hear.

Original:
Monday's child is fair of face
Tuesday's child is full of grace
Wednesday's child is full of woe
Thursday's child has far to go,
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child works hard for a living,
And the child that is born on the Sabbath day
Is bonny and blithe, and good and gay.

Our version:
Monday’s child will be a superhero – ABIGAIL
Tuesday’s child never gets a zero – JULIA
Wednesday’s child loves to smile – ASHLEY
Thursday’s child is kinda wild –
Friday’s child is so nice and likes to play –
Saturday’s child is true and won’t betray –
And the child born on Sunday, so happy, –
Is an angel with a great personality. –

Two hundred dollars went toward a guitar
And sixty bought me the hard case
288 songs bought on iTunes so far
No wonder I have so little at this pace.

Is anyone else afraid
Of the monster of the dark?
He comes out every night
And preys upon my heart.

Tonight will be different,
I'll go to sleep soon;
Just as long as I'm not bothered
By the light of the moon.

Sunset
Sunrise
Twilight and
The moonrise

They dictate
Time and sight
Without be
No more light.

If my eyes were red
You took my face in your hands
And believed in me.

You were the morning
When the sun returns with hope
Now night confuses.

Am I as mortal
As the rest of this planet
Or will I linger?

I fell for you
like a moth to the light.

Heaven and hell
Aren't as far
As you are from me.

That's how I feel about us
When I haven't met you yet
And you're a mystery to a troubled mind.

A black hole is more unknown
Than you are to me
Because I haven't even seen your face.

Maybe if these dreams would be consistent
I'd think God was giving me a hint
But not even your haircolor is the same.

I want to believe that you are alive somewhere
Walking this earth, thinking of me
But my imagination ***** when it comes to you.

There's fear, hesitation, and anxious expectation
For the day I see you
I'm already suffering from your love's sickness.

If you are anything like what I want
I won't want that--
Only what God wants for me could be anything near perfect.