she walks eyes closed
the told her "open your eyes there a world to see"
"not yet" she says
"there are trees,  mountains, and birds, just open up and see"
"I'm not ready" she replied
"there is so much to see my dear, just open your eyes"
"its not time" she cried
"there is  a world to see, a world with everything to see"
"the time isn't now" she told
when she did opened her eyes for the first time, she told them all "sometimes you have to hear the world before you see it, and you have to wait. Because then when you do see it you know the world didn't have to wait but maybe you did."

It swells out and undulates in the breezes
Constant push and pull spreads the layers thinner
Colors bleed out a long time before
Fabrics beat against weathered wood bones
This house longs for something to fill its stomach
And slowly the waving banners fall to sunlight

Turn on the news and what do you see?
A dead child, and overflowing seas.
Go outside and what do you see?
A beautiful sky and peace with the trees.
Let me sell my joy in life,
to watch others live in strife.
Or I could take a step outside,
and realize what it is like to be alive.

The ***** in your chest
That makes blood flow around your body
Feelings and emotions
Considered as part of your character
The central part of something,
That is farthest from the outside
A shape that represents love

I used to believe in fairytales,
but I failed in making one.
My fairytale came,
but I'd stopped dreaming.
I'd made myself a good, real life
but some dreams change everything.
I can't live without sleep,
but to only sleep is to die.
I can only do so much when awake.
I can't achieve goals in my sleep.
I love life but I'm not a machine.
I love dreams but I'm no longer a child.
Reality isn't bad, and I can't leave it,
but let me sleep, let me dream.
I'm only here for so long.

A moment of ******
A moment of pure lust

You're my friend
How could I think to betray your trust?

I think to myself,
How would I want this to play out, had she been in my spot.

As I sat there in my bile, while she looked after me.
What would I have done if she came onto me?

The friendship would be ravaged,
Dismal and blown away.

That one moment of ******,
That one moment of pure lust.

Each season comes and goes, the beauty of it all

The storms of life, make me sit upright

The tears that are shed and they hold me tight

Takes my heart, makes me fight

As the moon rises, and wind blows long

I am tucked in bed, and I know just know...

Debbie


There is a reason for every season

nothing everlasting, yet we cling

every storm, followed by a calm

the seed that breaks, only sprouts

the heart that breaks, germinates

But for you and me... No season, no reason...

Rupal

The path I take, will always be the wind mills

Of time, but my heart can only take so much

As each time I am shoved from these trying times

I beg I cry, to let me find, let me die

but then I see words in the sky that show me

how my friends, how the world can be

and then there was you, a dear sweet friend

from across the world but so near to me ...

Debbie

Familiar paths I will not choose

neither follow nor will lead

People come, people go...

Maybe reason, maybe season

It's not per chance you and I met my friend

HE.. who knows what I need, before I know

Sent me a friend, so near, so dear

And Just a click away...

Rupal

By: Debbie Brooks and Rupal