I am leaving you.
There fore I will leave you with fractured images of me and who I once was.
Just so you can see the person that I used to be, before you ruined me.

I've never been the type of person to be a first choice
I'd like to think of my self as a convenience.
Something handy that people only use when needed
I AM OPTIONAL.

Your words flow through me like the soothing of the sweetest honey.
Whether they be coarse and withered like hard working branches
Or like the raindrop during a sunny shower of rainfall
So thought provoking
Yet they choke me
and here i lay gasping for breath
waiting to intake your sent which is my only oxygen

The wind creates a swirling sound. Creates a secret whisper.
A chant builds among the skies, bidding me to change direction.  
But I keep running, running towards the symphonies.
Chasing the sweet forbidden sound down.
The winding path confuses me
Creates delusions to separate me from reality.
But as I run ,my breathing ragged and torn.
Just like the strings of my heart but I still continue.
To chase the earth shattering, heart achlingly beautiful symphonies

In my fathers hands he holds
my future, my past, my present
He holds my aspirations and my hope
He holds me, my world
On the burden of a thousand centuries
Our father, and our fathers father. Farther back
They all have a common thread
They did anything and everything for their children
Protected us faithfully yet showed us the world
He showed us that hard work gets you anywhere
Freely he shares words of wisdom
And seldom does he spare his love
Oh father, never turn your gentle cheek.
Oh and don't straw to far into the jawlines of despair.
For i am following behind you slowly , steady and quiet
Don't tread too disatrously into the frills in the drops of sweat that crease upon your brow after a hard day of work
Please don't forget that i am watching every step you take so that i can follow the same
My little feet and impressionable brain can only move so fast
Ad i mature and grow into a teen then adult i continue to follow and learn
to watch your scraped hands never leave
AND SO ODE To you on your own special day. For being there and everywhere else at the same time. My feet and hands are sure to do the same. Thanks dad.

You drown in my sea of thoughts
It's not fair....
All i wanted is to have a silly crush on you
Maybe
Instead i got was the falling feeling at the bottom of my stomach and headaches...
Your glistening cinammon skin and your smile.
Oh that smile that makes me want to drown for eternity.
The worst part is these feelings are unrequited
So there i will stay in the blank spot of pain
Where all of your thoughts go
As hard as i try i can't fight it...why??
Because it's you..