April 19, 2010

to you, this is just a past date
to me, it's when I found out I was too late
too late to save her from her misery
to help, to stop, to make her happy.

you left this world without
any warnings or goodbye's
I still to this day ask myself
why did you have to die?

I know you're in a better place
I just wish you were happy here
although you aren't alive anymore
your presence and soul is near

the day you died
I can't explain the tears
I hate the thought
of you not being here

I just wish you didnt
hold it all inside
or decide the only way to be happy
was to commit suicide

I always think about you
I'll even shed a tear
it's just sad to think
it's already been three years

I'll never forget you
or the memories we shared
memories with anyone else
could never compare

you were always there for me
that's what best friends do
right up until the end
I will always love you

I remember the day when you said to me
the beauty of this world is under lock and key.
The ugliness and hatred is all you can see
and once a bird is caged, it'll never again be free.

But all your life you never did try
to spread your wings and learn to fly.
Nor did you look past the grief of war
to see all the peace we've been fighting for.

I remember writing a poem about an orange
though we all know nothing rhymes with orange
and after that I didn't write for a long time
since you said a poem's not a poem if it doesn't rhyme.

But all your life you never had a clue
of how to go above and beyond what's expected of you.
You weren't one of a kind, instead one of few
who settled for average and stuck to what you knew.

I remember sitting down for dinner with you
with my sushi rolls and pork moo-shu
and you said eating ethnic things
will not make me interesting.

But all your life you sat on floors
watching TV when you could be outdoors.
Eating pepperoni pizza and chicken wings,
never trying any new things.

I remember that time when you yelled at me
'cause I failed my first test on geometry.
Your face turned red as you grabbed hold of my head and said
"if you stopped your **** writing you might've passed math instead!"

But all your life you focused too much
on solving equations and numbers and such.
Your math mark went up but your english mark fell,
now you've forgotten how to solve for x and still can't even spell.

I remember when your words used to put me down
and I wore a bag over my head when it should have been a crown.
I thought I was nothing but I was wrong,
I guess I had just been listening to your lies for far too long.

See, all your life you felt insecure
because of the disappointment you felt when you looked in the mirror.
You spent too much time existing that you forgot how to live,
you've been drained of all happiness like flour in a sieve.

I have realized now that I need not feel bad
and no longer will I let your words make me sad.
You're the most ordinary person I ever knew,
and for that I pity you, I really do.

I'm not a big fan of life but
as long as this song keeps playing

I'll hang on just a little longer
to dance with you through the night

Two states
pursuing rebellion,
they saw only love
in war.

Cymbals crashed!
Trumpets blared!

But in silence,
they sang
the refrain of peace.

He had a name
to do something,
but he chose
a pseudonym instead.

Forsaking the syllables
that bound
him to history,
he protected
her vacillating pride.

There were microcosms at stake
each time they met--
tiny worlds obliterated
by every hasty touch.

They were fools.
Inherently flawed
and playing God.
Fighting their own insignificance.

But their premeditated destruction
was all-encompassing
so they, too,
fell through the cracks.