Watching life pass me by
On the streets
Cars rushing past red lights
No one stops at zebra crossings anymore
The subway tunnel yawns
Graffitis on either side
Earth trembles as a train passes over
And in the silence that follows
Deathly as it seems
I see on the wall the words
'Are you happy?'

a mixture of tangled feelings
                                  
                     ­                           more or less

      i feel in my chest

                             makes me feel as if i had wings

ready to soar
                             ready to explore


                                                   like i am not even earthbound anymore

a tune brewing inside me
                              
                               ­                            itching to get out

and burst out scenes

                                        of water colors

painting the sky


                               with wonders

                                                               ­  swirls of blues ,grays, and golds

feeling alive

like nothing can stop me
                      
                                         ­                     dancing with the wind

as the words that appear in my mind
                                                            ­             come alive



                                                             keeping me company

while drinking up warm memories


                          &  eating up laughter

                                                                              than

                       i wake up

                                                              ­alone
with

                                        me  
             ­                                               and the music
                  
                    blasting from

                                                               ­                                my earbuds
                        

       just me
                                                   and my ipod

Denim and Icky Nicky pooping in a tree
p o o p i ng
Denim is 2 dumb 2 understand luvvvv
and icky Nicky is ugly as heck.
Denim wants to marry icky Nicky and have lots of ugly children.

I learned at an early age
There's things in life that happen you can't explain

I still remember waking up that morning in June
There was pain in my parent's eyes when they broke me the news

They said there had been an accident
And Amanda was badly hurt

I remember the feeling in the air
Because we all didn't know what to do

So we prayed,
I kept thinking in my head she'd be okay

And in the hospital
It hurt us all so bad to see her that way
I have to live with that memory each day

Machines the only thing making her breath
Her hair still curled from the sweet sixteen
Where she spent her last hours dancing and being free

I try so hard to forget her laying there bruised and swollen
Such a beautiful life prematurely stolen

Think about this truth that I've never said before:
Every day I spend with you will leave me wanting more.

Think about this truth that I'm too afraid to say:
If you were to ask me surely with you I would stay.

Think about this truth that I'm too afraid to know:
If you knew that I love you, you would want to go.

Think about this truth that I'll never say again:
If this does not end well, I'm glad you were my friend.

We all, at some point in our lives, come across those songs-with
The melodies that seem so bland,
The rhythms that we can't stand,
The lyrics that repeat themselves with no meaning attached,
The dynamics that are out to attack,

And then we come across those songs-with
The melodies we can't get out of our minds,
The rhythms that remind us to push forward at all times,
The lyrics that explain what we were unable to,
The dynamics that help to bring out how we're feeling inside,

Maybe the people we come across throughout our lives
affect us in these ways, too.
*jm

he tells me peaches are purple
he tells me the sky is black
he tells me veins are green
he tells me people are blue
he tells me he is fiery in love
and i'm too shy to ask
"in who"

You were far away.
Farther than halfway across the room,
A glass in your hand and that crooked smile
Rising like the sun on your face.
I was swimming-
Maybe drowning in a sea of people.
He was trying to talk to me-
About the every days that composed of
Almost nothings.
I swear I felt my skin wrinkle in my
Little black dress
And my toes pinch in
My high heels.
I told myself it was worth it.
He said I was beautiful
But I look across the room
And your eyes don't meet mine.
Each time I look at you and
You don’t notice me,
I feel myself taking a step into
The inevitable stairs of
Heartbreak.
I danced all night with him-
He taught me how to waltz in squares
And spin in turns.
His hands fit into my curves
Like those plastic cylinders
That build towers and cities.
But I still felt it didn’t belong there.
Your hands
I bet would fit like roots into
My earth
And this would beat any hundred story
Building because it was natural.
He might have disagreed with that
And at one point through that night
So did I.
If my heart was beating a thousand times
Per second and
My palms rained over my knees
And my cheeks were apples ready to
Be picked every time you passed by,
Surely that isn’t natural.

Slowly, I was pummeling
As the night neared its end.
I had not danced with you.
I had not talked to you.
I had not even walked by you
And yet I could have.
But with a heart beating as loud as mine
I didn’t want to risk you hearing it.
One thing for sure though,
I know was completely natural,
Was goodbye.
It was going to happen
And most say that it's the worst moment
Of any night
But honestly,
I had fallen in love with our goodbye.
Good night wasn’t enough but your
Tan rays of light blooming the roses
In my cheeks,
Proved you to be a source of life.

Sometimes I cannot think straight
I can only see with the curves of my eyes
It is distorted, twisted like crude glass
So much that I cannot tell truth from lies
I have learned the difference
Between what you do
And what you actually mean
Because I do that, too
These pieces do not fit together
Push too hard, they will break
Tears cannot mend
What was always fake
I hide under a mask
you think you can see through
But that is not me
It is all for you

In our happiness
Brought pain
In your happiness
I couldn't see
Because in my happiness
All I saw
Was what remained of you and me