I pray
& some how it comes
  True
   Eventually
I don't live in fear
I can be myself for once

@ times  \
       feel like I'm
   A waste
        These poems seem to be

You were Too young to die
I remember you were the popular one
your friends would either poke fun of me
or ignore me
I remember the time you said Hi to me
by the gas station without your friends around
I  think I said Hi back unless I was too shocked that you spoke to me
You suffered with Anorexia, I heard you started having that after some dumb boy
said you were too fat
You became so thin I could clearly see your ribs and other bones stuck out too
even with your clothes covering you
If only I knew what was making you so blue
You suffered with your silent pain
I could have understood
I was suffering too
One day you took your own life
You burned your self in your car with gasoline
  No one heard your screams
  It was hard for us left behind to believe what you had done
  I was shocked when I heard
  I remember the smile you wore hiding your secret pain
  I wish  I could have been your friend
  You came to an untimely end
   I wonder what could have been

This is for you you who love poems
You who love Rhymes
  You who takes the time to read many lines
   You who are dedicated to the written word
    You who look forward to metaphores
     Who give feedback and comments
      Who faithfully follow
       I appreciate your likes
       Some may call you poetry fans
       I prefer to call you friends
       We are united in our love for poetry

I saw the sunrise spreading across the sky in an orange hue
It was a breathtaking view
I will be searching the sky for future sunrises
I wonder what other colors I will find

Hey Princess my name is Han, I picture us together in a Galaxy Far Far Away
I  promise you adventure to say the least
I'm not saying the courtship will be all filled with peace
I will fly you in a spaceship which is very nice
I hope you are able to withstand some strife
I have to let you know  that I have a kind of pet he is quite unique
He is a Wookie  you may in fact rather kiss him than me
If my mannerisms get under your skin
I feel I should warn you about the competition that is interested in You
I heard about a fat ugly guy named Jabba The Hut, he might even want to imprison you
Well I heard you once were interested in your brother, I am willing to overlook that fact
I can tell you that dating me is not boring to say the least
We will fight against The Empire and you will get to meet many Jedi Knights
You and I together will have to dodge fire from Storm trooper  guns
Not to mention the dictator Darth Vader wants to **** both me and you
I will let you know if this don't appeal to you or sound like to much fun
You could date a certain doctor named DR. Who and see were he and his Tardis might take you.

She's the girl who whispers tomorrow
Leaving behind the thoughts of today
Pain, despair, heartache, and sorrow
That's where she'll leave them all lay

She's the girl whose taken misfortune
And held it tight in her hand
Hears the stories told in the shadows
Along with the whispers of men

She's the girl who breaks from the moment
Unraveling all of life's strings
Retrieving with whispers unspoken
Yesterdays left behind dreams

There will always be someone who's greedy
Who will do wrong just to fill it
Greed can never be filled, it can never be satisfied or sated
It will always be a gapping neverendding hole that demands to be filled with empty things
Greed will take anything
Money, drugs, ***, power
Anything
It won't ever be filled
No matter how much you give
It will always take up everything
*It will even take your soul

I've got a Bobble Head Buddha
That nods on the dash
Some guy named Gideon
Whose Bible rides in the back

Rainbow covered Rosary beads
Hang from my mirror with ease
I've got all the bases covered
As pretty as you please

Have my cassette of Hindu chants
Where I hum along
Shaved my head for Hare Krishna
In case I get it wrong

Holy water in my reservoir
So when my windshield wipers wipe
I have that added protection
Never knowing what might

A Yarmulke from a Bar Mitzvah
In the seat next to me
With a case of Watchtower in the floorboard
I pass out for free

No cigarettes or coffee
Like a good Latter Day Saint
In case Jesus comes back a third time
Who's to say that he ain't

With all my bases covered
I feel pretty safe
Guess I can now crank the engine
And start out my day