He who knows nothing and knows he knows nothing, he is a scholar;
teach him.
He who knows nothing and thinks he knows something, he is a fool;
shun him.
He who knows something and thinks he knows nothing, he is unsure;
enlighten him.
He who knows something and knows he knows something, he is wise;
follow him.

Give me something
Anything
I need to believe
In something

Vicious notes spraying
Their spewing of sounds
Telling me
Pulling me
Pushing me
Taunting me
They are me
Being me
Just me


All I can hear is the mix
Of static
Yelling at me
To believe
In something
Before there is nothing

To believe in

Anymore

poetry is the whole piece that fills the void that you left
please clean up after yourself next time
i speak so nonchalantly about it, but i feel as if i'm dead
poetry is the only thing not filled to the brim with dread
i want to live like a normal teenager
but memories bounce around my head, like they are trying to crack my skull
and flood the earth, like Pandora's Box
i volunteer as a scrape-goat
to be sacrificed, so more deserving people never feel pain
take my ability to speak and give it to the Gods as a gift
i want people to know, i've just been hurt
no, i'm not depressed
yes, i was suicidal
no, i didn't cut
i just wanted it.. to end
the pain is.. subdued
cynical and screaming
i was stuck in a storm
rain pouring on my head
no one was around for miles, and i was drowning in sorrow
now, i only see sunshine

It was easier before the fall
To talk and tease
To play and poke
Fun came easy.

Touch came easy
More so over time
More so after drinks
More so pressed against your truck.

Oh god.
Oh dear god.
Is this what I'd been dreaming of?
It was sweeter than I imagined.

Every kiss and touch and puff of your breath on my face
Was more electrifying
More enticing
Than anything I'd known before.

So I want to kick myself.
For friendship and *** don't mix.
Lasting relationship and one-night stand can't coexist.
So what good are these feelings I have for you?

I can't have you the way I want to have you.
And god I want to have you
But here I sit, alone on my couch
Forcing myself not to call you.

My heart lay bleeding at my feet
I stare as you tear it apart.
I stagger back as you take your walk alone.

You say you're off balance,
So I go and the sides are even again.
You won't miss me when I'm gone.

You were my best friend and more.
I still want to be your friend, too.
But I need time to heal my heart.

You're not really gone, but to me you are and I miss you.
And I know you're not coming back.
So I'll see you around and we'll say hello.

I try, but can't put into words:
The sound of my heart shattering
The sight of the permanently gray skies etched into my mind
The feeling of your arms... I'll never feel again
The scent of the tears on my face
And the taste of them in my mouth

But my senses are numb.
I notice these things, but don't really feel them.
Isn't it tragic?

I want to count to three
& have you infront of me

Waste no minute. . .

Kiss you from top to toe
that's where I want
to get low. .

Hold your breath
and just relax,
Feel my tongue
it feels so strong

Grab my head and
I'll hold your back

Feel the vibe its kinda nice,
Make that face that will
send me to space

Make it last like there
will be no past

Feel it,
Moan it slowly
& this will end up nice
for surely

The leaves are turning,
the air cools.
It's Fall.
Loving memories with friends
float through my head.
With the cold nipping
at my fingers.
I cannot think
of a better time of year.

And still...there is something...
missing.
A person,
one I'd so desperately love
to spend this season with.
We could dance
with the leaves falling around
us.
We could tell ghost stories,
by a fire as warm as our
hearts.
Oh wouldn't it be grand?

I throw my cigarette away.
The cold creeping through warms me,
as I think,
of how it would feel to hold you.
I smile at the thought.
Gentle euphoria
fills my heart.
You may not be here now,
but know this:
I'll go to bed holding you tonight,
and you'll fly through my dreams
like the leaves through the air,
my beautiful angel.