I grow with sun and water
Planted in one spot
Be it son or daughter
I tend to hear a lot
They come with all their heartache
Their complaints and their secrets
Knowing with each thought I intake
That they'll have no regrets
And they can spill their heart
Knowledge I can never impart

You can't **** anyone
with a blunt poem.

Sharpen it.

Throughout my eighth grade year
I have tried to flourish my writing
You were always there
Teaching me techniques and giving me criticism
Believing in me always

Your sarcasm always made me laugh
And you have a fun way of teaching
I was always engaged in your class
Even when trucking through Shakespeare
You kept me from falling into a pit of confusion

First core Language Arts
Was my favorite class
And I always hated when it was over
Staying for Spartan Time helped
And I was always excited for Genius Hour

You're someone who I will remember
And who I hope will keep a look-out
For my name in a bookstore
I will miss you,
Thanks for everything

Swallow your glass whole
Nothing will
Burning through your open closed
Swing, miss, swing

There’s an empty grave beneath the park
Where smiling children sing hymns to a silent dark

Who was suffocating
Once here, or nowhere?
Yellow toothed maniac
Down, dead, dying

I’ve worn my neck right through
Thinking of you

It's a new Monday....
Some say it *****....
Some dread it....
Some are confused by it...

Not many like it and
can't wait until its over......

Now for the positive person...
It's a new day..
New things...
New excitement..
Fresh ideas...
And to make the almighty dollar...

Perception people.....

Life is what you make it...
**** the drama....
Plenty of it right here on HP and Facebook....

Focus on what you want out of life
and not on what you had or have....

The past is going and
nothing can bring it back.......

Grab that golden ring in life....
Don't be fearful of the "what if's".....

If your comfortable in life...
Then your bored......

If you are content in life....
Then your lazy...

There is always something
more in life that one wants.....

If one says no
they are only lying to themselves....

Stay real...

Stay away from games that lead to drama...
And chase that dream...

Because,
dreams do come true

I'd rather be your fantasy because it's so much better than me.

BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP!

The alarm sounds

Yawn deeply and wipe the crust out of your eyes.

Tell your self today will be ok

That you can make it through the day,
if only this day.

Even if it may be your last day on earth,
In that moment;
between the precipice of wasting away
or facing those demons,
In that moment,
You are ready to take on world.
And you will not allow the sadness to get in the way.

And God asked me if I could ask myself something. I think all he wanted was honesty, when he found me lying there. Across a textiled comversation about darts & Kings. We played a couple rounds, & got drunk on jealousy. My God is a jealous God. Jealous of himself. Because he is us & I am not me. I left my door open for the moths to climb to my ceiling fan.