Glide, glide
Lithe little butterfly
Do with freedom's grace

Glide, glide
Across the meadows
Of classic red brick
And limestone slick
From rain and rain and rain

Glide, glide
Away from danger
Little butterfly
Be unfettered
By the flutters of others

Glide, glide
Show your colors true!
If only by this
Can you know you

Glide, glide
Little butterfly
Till dusk comes rest
Where in the rainbows of the sky
You return to where you belong

Glide, glide
Little butterfly
Peace, peace, peace

Tears slip away noiselessly in the barren night.
The occasional sound of restless need and anguish
Escapes my lips.
I am cuffed helpless by the continuation of time,
By the continuation of distance,
By the reality of too-far-off daydreams.
I can't.
I can't.
I want to, but I can't.
I can't fiddle with time at will.
I can't determine fate.
I can't even drive.

I just can't...

Shining in the moonlight,
I see the glass wall.
And through the other side,
I see you.
You see me too.
We get ever so close,
But we can never touch.
Some days the glass is so thin,
It can be matched with a spider's thread,
While other days it seems miles wide,
A thick barrier of regret.
Today, your palms are splayed on your side of the glass,
Mine follow suit.
I peer into those hazel eyes of mystery,
And I see everything:
I see your love for me.
I see your inner beauty.
I see your demons.
Your temper, your desire to be the best.
I see it all.
Maybe you look into my green eyes from the other side,
And see the same in me:
See my beauty,
See my love for you,
See my underlying trust in you,
See my past,
See my pain,
My dying hope for the future...

My only true wish:
To break this glass wall,
To touch you,
To kiss you,
To hold you,
To love you how I long to
To say all the words that don't sound right without the backing of presence...

But until the time of destiny shall come
I must endure this pain,
Try to maintain whatever hope I have left,
And wait here at the glass.
I hope you do the same...

I don't get why
Poetry has to be so sweet
So delicate
All about love
And all the sweetest things of life
Don't poets know that life
Has another side?
It has a side of metal
Hate is loved
Love is hated
People are violent
Absurdly negative
And harmful to themselves
And everyone else
Death is celebrated
Life, not so much

That's the Dark Side of Poetry.

Long gone friend
Thousands of miles away
I've been all wrong

A friend like no other
You've been there for me
And been ignorant to you
Only thinking of myself
And none of you

You are the one I run to when I'm down
And desperation is all around
You help me pick up the pieces
Using you dry to hatred I have
There's not a fix for this
But I say my apologies

Older brother I see you
An adviser through the fire of adolescence
I've broken you so much
And yet you tolerate me
Yes, you tolerate me
And yet I still have the nerve to be ungrateful
And I have made you so hateful
Oh a cruel reality indeed

You are the one I run to when I'm down
And desperation is abound
You help me pick up the pieces
Using you dry to hatred I have
And I cannot erase my mistakes
But I say my apologies

I am young
I am weak
I am stupid
I am meek
You are strong
You've helped me through so much
Then I went and broke your love
And we stand
Ever so far away
In every single way

My wise adviser
Rich with the creativity of poetry
I have hurt you
I've ignored you
I've only come when I've needed you
And I'm so sorry
I cannot fix what I have done
But I'm sorry...

Inspiration fills a being
With beauty and determination
That could change a nation
In the blink of an eye

Life is a contradiction.

How is it that you can be
Lost,
But remain in the same place?
Broken.
But still contain all your parts,
The manufacturer gave you?
Die,
And yet still live to see the next sunrise?
How can these actions be so true?

Life is a contradiction.

Situations
Bring us down
Or pick us off
Off the ground

When I met you
My sky was blue
But there was no sunshine
Till I met you

Now you've got my head spinnin'
But you've soothed my troubled soul
There's nobody else for me
Indeed
You've got me addicted
And every conversation brings me higher
Addicted
I never want to come off this mountain high
That's you and I

That night
Your touch felt right
No surprise

There was just somethin in the air
Uncut tension
Split only by a kiss of passion

Now you've got my head spinnin'
But you've soothed my troubled soul
There's nobody else for me
Indeed
You've got me addicted
And every conversation brings me higher
Addicted
I never want to come off this mountain high
That's you and I

They say
We're too far away from each other
To make this work for us
But you know
I'm not afraid to meet the devil
As his doorstep if I must
If it means being with you
Because that's all I want to do

I am not quitting
There's no second guessing
We will prove the haters wrong
I love you
And you love me too
I believe that we belong
There's no movin' along
I'm addicted to you.

Mind goes blank as the screen is white,
Text boxes stare yet to be filled with delight,
So many emotions, but no words to describe them,
As hard to grasp as an image in an opaque gem.

I am sickened with such a terrible curse,
And I pray it upon itself reverse.
And I shall write with such ferocity,
That the words will drip with such viscosity,
To attract any bee that might come its way,
And that its followers shan't stray.

For this is what I pray,
Will no longer grant me dismay,
Amen.

Dear Beautiful Boy,
I don't deserve you,
but I have you.

Beautiful boy,
What do you still see in me,
Through everything?

You say that I'm worth it,
Love I'm not perfect.
I don't see
What you see in me.

All I've done is hurt you
Scar you till you bleed
Yet still you have
Stayed with me,
Stayed with me

You, my Beautiful Boy
Are so high above me
You're the atmosphere I cannot see
All the way from Earth.

You don't see how spectacular you are
All the way from up there
When it's plain to see
Sitting in this tree

What do you see in me
From up there in the stars?
Am I a spec of dust
Beneath your boots
A diamond sparkling in the sun?

Tell me, Boy Beauty,
Why me?
What beauty do you still see in someone like me?
When I see none at all lately...

Young painter
Canvas
Beautiful blues, fresh fushias, sentimental sea green

Paint brushes
Soft bristles tickle the surface of the canvas
Creating a picture of pure happiness

What does it look like? Can you see it?

The painter smiles softly
Admiring his work
And leaves it out to dry

And plays a guitar smoothly

Can you hear it?

Waiting...

At times He is my friend
But never my enemy

Sometimes, when life is sour
I greatly dislike Him for an hour
But He always loves me

Although I don't read His Book
As often as I should
Don't praise His name daily
Or go to church every Sunday
He still accepts me and loves me as His own

To this, all I have to say is
Thank you.

Stone steel throne
livin in my bones
take em all out
and i have left to be
no one else but me

I don't feel like anybody knows
the real me
real me
but just take a minute
I'll be quick to finish
all about me

I'm too sweet
I'm not neat
I love rock
but I don't hate pop.
I am hopeless
without someone to see
To see
To see the real me

This is the undiluted truth
This is nothing you have to sleuth out
Rock out
I just wanted to type this out
So someone would know
And I could show
The real me.

Late at night, after Mother goes to bed
She writes
To whom is unknown
Reason has no weight
The girl just writes
I suspect she loves another
Aside from family
Or she is an authoress
Creating stories for others enjoyment
I suppose it could be most anything
I leave you to wonder
Only God truly knows what is enclosed in that scroll of ink and heart

So beautiful
So deadly
So graceful
So violent
Like a dark widow spider
But this same terror
Provides us heat to warm ourselves
Light to see
The world around thee
To explore the unexplored
To be who we are
We would be none of it without a flame
A soul
Fire

A flower
Grows upon a rock
Bathed in the fresh morning light
It had poisoned water to grown off of
But it assumed the light was alright
Then the moon shimmered only silver
The sun had come and gone
Eternal darkness cast upon the earth
And the Ice Age began.

The ecstasy of such a simple childhood thing
Swinging on the playground
You don't realize how joyful it makes you feel
Till you do it once more
And feel leg stretching familiarity
Wind racing past
Scenes blurred
Edges of lips curving towards a blue sky
The freedom of flying for just a little while...

you say you love to see yourself bleed
you say you over-think
you say i needn't plead
i'm afraid you're on the brink

you say i'm the closest to heaven that you'll ever be
you say you are a sad, sad person
to the first i'll agree
i just hope it doesn't worsen

you say no one's ever loved you
you say you hate everyone
but the first isn't true
i do love you
though you're not the favorite son

you say you're a liar who hates liars
you say in death there is salvation
who lights rude fires
but who deserves a standing ovation

i don't like this side of you i must admit
but i fair no better looking only at the surface
at all the wit and ****
you must have a purpose
as we all do
all we have to do is find it
me and you

Rain makes me happy
The softness of the trickle
The fresh scent of water
Purification of the air
Why this pleases me so
I do not know
And I do not dare to ask

We were fading out
From red to pink to white
I just didn't feel the butterflies anymore
I felt the tears in my eyes
Flowing in definite streams
Breath shaking
As I said goodbye
You hid behind a shield
That I pierced straight through to your heart
Your long hair hid the tears
As they fell
Smearing your shirt
You spoke our final words
"Goodbye, but I still love you."
Those syllables
Tore my chest open
And ripped my heart from it
He never spoke to me again,
But I still remember that day
And those words
And the heart abuse.

I had a feelin I was gonna meet someone
When we encountered one another
That day

I can't explain the phantom hug
No not to this day

We've been through so much
All because of me
And you're still here
Though I've lost pieces of you along the way

I hold on to the conversation
That lit up my heart
I hold on to the glances of the boy
With that green emerald eyes
That fixated on me in the dark
I hold onto that kiss
Your body against mine
Most of all,
I hold onto you because
You felt like home to me.

I've always been one
To never admit defeat
I've never been one
To watch how I speak
I've never been one
To expose my soul too much
But you opened me up
Without even trying

And now,
When you call
I still smile in the night
And I believe
That everything will be alright
Because I

I hold on to the conversation
That lit up my heart
I hold on to the glances of the boy
With that green emerald eyes
That fixated on me in the dark
I hold onto that kiss
Your body against mine
Most of all,
I hold onto you because
You felt like home to me.

I've pushed you away so far
So fast
I can;t believe you're still here
You've seen me through the worst
You have yet to see me through the best
But I thank the sky that you're still here with me
Because

In a world of strangers
Feeling so apart
I have found
One to open my steel heart
I have found my home
In you.

Things have been rough
Since I pushed you off the cliff
And tried to recover your mangled body.

I try to make it seems as though I don't need you
I lie to myself
As I did to you
I'm too good at lying

But the truth
Is that imagining my life right now without you in it
Would be like cake without icing
Still good, but not as nearly as good as it could be

I confide in you
I trust you
I want to believe in you
I speak to you at my loneliest
I share my thoughts, my scattered emotions, with you
I understand it now
I need you much more than you do me
I just do

I am well aware I wronged you
I didn't mean to
I have no tactic
No good strategy

If your heart was something electrical
Charged to 80%
You're now left with 5% or so
All because of me
That's how much I hurt thee, no?

I may not understand you
You complex being
But I do know some things, monsieur

And this is my Poetic Response.

Dear Mr. Tomorrow,
Keep in mind that I will never forget
Mr. Yesterday.
And Mr. Today, if he so exists.
But I will cherish you as long
As we both shall live
And after as well.
Sincerely,
Your Future Love, Elizabeth

Rain falls quietly outside
The windows up
As I sit beside my window
With my coffee cup
Filled with hot chocolate

Creamy and smooth
The warm happiness runs down my throat
Soothing my week's worries
And I sing a whole note
Of sweetness

The dimmed light of the sun
Mirrors my attitude
And I think of my loved one
And speak of my gratitude
That ended up with someone so great

I have nothing to do
These days are the best
These days help me get through
All the rest
Rainy days rule

I am cautious usually
Hidden beneath my comfy shell
You make me want to be a little reckless

To be honest,
I am even afraid to talk to you
Afraid you'll run away like all the others

You're a hunk
My kind of hunk
Even if you don't know it

You act like an angel to me
Have you fallen from Heaven?
'cause I'm sure fallin' for you

You're awesome
Truth be told
And yet you're blind to it

The rose in my guarded heart
Is blooming
Freeing itself

Because no matter what you say,
I say,
Or anyone else says,
You're my true first love.

Pipers pipe
Pippa pips
The royal servants
Skip, skip, skip!
The whole world
Shouts with glee
As this baby is born to thee.
Prince George Alexander Louis of Cambridge
His Royal Highness
They all say
But he is not more than
Two days!
Child of the world
He is
And he will be till his parish date
But first he must find a mate
And create another kid
To be loved by all of Earth
Oh, what a birth!
But, until then,
We will watch him grow into a young man
And bloom into an amazing king
Who shall spread his bright beam
Across the world's stage

How I wish the world was different
How I wish you could be near
How I wish I could come to you when i'm crumbling
How I wish I could hear
How I wish I didn't have to **** you
To recover some happiness
How I wish the world wasn't crying
Why wasn't I ready for this?
I know time passes
And things, they change
But in the end, won't all  the pain be the same?
How I wish that I didn't have to do this
I'm sorry, so sorry
But I can't keep doing this
I can't keep wishing for the impossible
Hoping for the best
So I've made a decision I hope I won't regret
So I'm sorry...
But this is the end.

A cat and a ball of yarn
Three women knit pretentiously
In a rain-lit corner
Beautiful they weave stories
Within the rugs of old
Then there is I
In the other corner
Attempting to piece together
Bits of my own sanity
Only to find the thread wants nothing to do
With the needle
I cry
Oh I cry
But it changes naught
The thread is free from the needle
And I am the pin cushion.

If life is a highway,
I don't wanna ride it!
Too much **** traffic.

Against my chest
Beats my heart
And blood
It flows
From my head
To my toes
With such mastery
It drums to the beat
Of the rain on this little street
I don't have much to do
But listen to my heart beat, beat, beat
On the cold street
On this slow, rainy day

Sweet melodies haunt my soul
If I could not sing
Nor hum
Or tap to the rhythm
I would have gone mad long ago
For my heart is nourished by music
My mind kept in the wonders of its making
My throat itching in anticipation
Awaiting the moment I can burst forth
The day's feelings and free myself
Music is my lifeline
And without it,
Life wouldn't be worth living

Water is life.
Water is our beginning
Straight out of our mother's womb
Water is the midsection
Keeping us going
Alive
Water is our end
Floating into memories
Rich of grief
And yet full of hope
That although life is short
Our life will be remembered and cherished
By the generation we left behind
And many to come

I've been feeling like a void today
An empty shell
Walking without purpose
Writing without urgency

My fire is dim today
No logs of interesting knowledge
To fuel the flames
Only gray ash
Same schedule
And you wonder why I drag

I am seriously bored today
My music isn't playing
No one wants to talk to me
Why?
I don't know.

Sleek little body
Fur of black
She is my Baby
Hunting fabric mice is her game
Made from my hand to her heart
She fell through the wall
But she made it through all
Baby

Winter leaves fall harder than most,
covered in the ice of Jack Frost's ghost.
They fall much too hard, and much too quickly
And the beautiful echoes shatter sickly.
Maybe the wind will take the pieces
Off into peace,
Or will they sit there and decease?
Is there a reason for hope?
Or will nature have to cope
With the broken pieces in the dirt?

A random times in the day
The light in my head blinks on
Emitting glorious ideas
Of lyrics and melodies in my head
Some I recognize
Others I do not
They go away faster than they came
Like a stallion in a horse race
Too quick to write down or even sing
So the thoughts go to waste
Until I'm in another place
Where you cannot be received
O' how you torment me so?

Lock and Key
I'll lock the rest of me
Up in a vault
There isn't much
Left to clutch

Maybe this heart of mine
Will align
Itself right
So it'll stop making mistakes
And stop the heartaches

I'll keep the key
Only to me
And show not a soul
Keep myself straight
And wait...

For Mr. Right
Not Sir Plight

Come soon

will you let me guide you out of your misery?
i am here to help
will you let me love you as a brother and best friend?
i want to love you
will you let me see your ****** wrists?
i would like to help them heal
will you let me see the real you, behind the facade?
i want to know who you really are
will you love me?
i really want to be cherished
will you like what you see when i show you the real me?
i can't be assured you will
will you let me tell you about my scars? my story?
i need to be free

well, will you?

Why is it that
Even when you've been planning the break
Prepared yourself for the shatter and shake
...it still hurts like hell?

I am a leaf in the road
Trod over by cars in the road
I have spectacular veins
But no one notices
This leaf knows that one day
On that damp residential street after school
Some child will come along
And bring me new life
And a new pleasure
To satisfy the curiosity of the young
Till so, I am left here to wait
To stay a leaf in the road

Somedays I read back on my poetry
And wonder: Is that really me?
My poetry came out great
I realize with glee

When you write
You're so unsure
What you want to say

Then you go back
And read it again
It's not half bad
You realize with a grin

So no matter your topic of write
Say what you wish to say
Because you'll read back
And come away
With a bit of wonder in your heart
And a smile on your face

If life is a highway,
I hope you're not just some detour
That takes me to the worst part of town
And leaves me there.
I hope you're the u-turn that saves me
A lotta useless traffic
Leading me in the right direction
To my path of eternity.

Clear tears are reflected in the mirror
Fingertips lie on cold glass
Locking eyes with someone I used to know
Back when they had thought before they acted
Back before they were beautiful
Back before they were loved

But now
I don't recognize the figure
The beautiful lie she portrays
Touting herself as honest
Then breaking him with not one
But four lies
The boy loves her
She loves the boy
But not enough apparently
Now the relationship with the boy she dreamed of
Hangs on by a thread
And it's all her fault
Eyes tell the story of her haunting guilt
Nightly tears
Can't seem to forgive herself
But no one else seems to see
But the ******* the other side of the mirror

Fingertips slide down the glass
I beg to the good one for help
But she turns her back
I break down and pray for a miracle
Because it'll take one to fix this

I wait for the moment,
When time shall stop,
And the universe halt,
To an abrupt end.

I wait to see him.

The person I shall marry,
Become one with,
And intertwine my heart,
Soul,
And bank account with.

I wait for that moment like everyone else.
I daydream about it like every other woman,
And girl.
So here is to the guy meant for me:
I am waiting for you.

My heart is one of glass,
Delicate to keep,
Smooth to the touch,
And sharp when broken.
If you break it,
Don't come back.
We don't give refunds.

Love,
It is part sweet, part sour.
It may only last an a hour,
But that could be the best hour
U ever spent
With no intent
Of falling deep into the delightful pit of love

Please keep an open heart and soul,
But most importantly wide eyes
'Cause love comes
When you least expect it.

What have you done to me?

You have...

Flirted and teased

Swept me off my feet

Been on my mind
And in my songs

Made me fall in love with you

Then you just dropped me
Like a nasty tissue
When at once you treated my tender heart
Like a porcelain figure

Why?

what happened to the positive feelings?
did they all fade away?
what happened to your promise
to see me in person someday?
we haven't been talking,
and honestly i'm worried
what happened?
what changed?
will we never be the same?

Beyond the bogs
I hear whispers in the night
Of who?
Of what?
I am not sure
They speak of danger
Darkness
Seduction
Greed
Death
I hope I'm not crazy
But the whispers get louder
Moans sharper
I feel that they're closing in on me
I begin to follow their path
I fear for my life and sanity
Help me
Anyone?