You caught me
Falling
From the end of my first love
And sure, I guess
You were sweet
But you never can compare
To sparkling eyes
And the warmest of hearts
really
Nothing personal
We didn't have it
I blame all of my embarrassment
To the "one too many"
We both had at your party
You stroked my hair
And kissed my cheek
You stripped me down
To truth and bones
I new it *** happening
And I hated myself for it
Because
I DON'T EVEN LIKE YOU
We fell gently onto your bed
Engulfed in waves if cotton sheets
And I kept thinking the entire time
*you'll never be him

You're spent
And weakened by prior defeats
You say you're in it for the love of the game
Lies. ***** lies.
You're in it for blood. For victory. For prestige
And you will be victorious
All the people who look down on you
Don't know a thing
About the sport
About the drive
get in my way
I dare you
I'll rip you apart
literally or physically
take it as you will
is what you think about each enemy
That you so graciously salute
You give it all you've got
The rest is prayer
That you have the fervor
The force to knock down opponents
One
By
One
Digging deep you find you have it
You know it
You know what it takes
You know **the game

There's only one fix for a broken heart
The recipe is simple and
The effect is lovely*

Ingredients
1 Broken heart
3 Bottles of *****
2 Months of tears
A dash of denial
A sprinkle of sorrow
Procedure
Drink all your tears
Swallow your pride
And choke on your misery

To the point
Where no words adequately express pain

To the point
Where no actions properly display change

To the point
Where all is buried; past present and future, far far behind us

To the point
Where the highest of highs are no compensations for the average low

To the point
Where I am broken

To the point
Where you're unspoken

To the point
Where I am on the edge of reality

That is where you'll find me.
And the darkness that lies in truth

My elusive dreams
                           ....Tiptoe, hide         u
                                                         o      n
                                                      r ­            d
Massive  j    g     e                     boulders
                      a    g    d
Hindering me from            a d  v   a    n     c      i      n       g
And doing nothing but  f l i r t i n g  with success
Is the most I can manage
D      n        i
      a       c        n
                                   g        in the S s H h A a D d O o W w S s  of  flying colors
That....
            ........... chase each other
Too  f a s t  for me to catch
And when I do,
Dreams make like minnows
And s
              l       t        e    
                   i        h       r
through my fingers
Just as I thought
I'd caught them

Of course the two of us                        
                                                        want to get away from here
                                                            ­We were so innocent  Running
                                               ­             Hand in hand To the outskirts of this              
                                               Upside – down  town  Where  were  we  going?
                             ­                            To  the  mansion  we  had  built  with  daddy
                                               High in the sky of the     towering sycamore tree
                                                     But now going back           walking the dirt trail that supposedly
                                            brought us to        dreams             Kicking aside pebbles we pushed
                                                          ­     with        all our           might       to
                                                              ­  to        escape              from        the
                 ­                                                 Monsters        ­        chasing    us
                                          ­                         Seeing                              the
­                                                                 ­      Wimpy                   vines
                                                           ­                That                      were
                                  ­                                            once               chains
                                                          ­                    and       shackles
                                                        ­                      intertwined
                               ­                                              imprisoning
                                                                ­           all of the trunk
                                                           ­               seemed   unreal
                                                          ­               But  I  had  made
                                               ­                         Peace   with   it   all
                                                             ­      When I saw our shanty hut
                                                           Atop the mangled, dwarfed skeleton tree

It took me 15 years to find someone
To tell this to
It took me a good few months of flirting
To tell you how I feel
It took me several wide smile and soft kisses
To wisper it in your ear


No, in all actuality
It only took me 2 seconds to say it
And a lifetime to regret it

In love
Its only natural to be                   P          U          S          H          E­          D
 
    o                    i     l                f            o      r      e             w  ­    y                e       o      e              
y    u            w     l                o          c       u      s             s      a                  b       f        r                  


                                  ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                  F

                                        ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­           A

                                                          ­                                                                 ­                                                          L

                                                          ­                                                                 ­                                                          L

                                                          ­                                                                 ­                                                            I

                                                          ­                                                                 ­                                                          N

                                                          ­                                                                 ­                                                          G


It's fine to stumble, but remain UNBROKEN
REFUSE to be torn by this
Stand TALL
And prove you're **UNBROKEN

Nervous?
No.
       Okay, maybe a little
I'm so nervous
Voices crescendo in my ear
Audible to the fishlike audience
But all that matters is the people around me
We're all a pack of wolves
Out for one thing
*victory

How am I supposed to find pride
In the shiny waxy figurines sold in gift shops
The cold marble
Reflects a clear prosthetic feel
And you laugh
*what pride? Where?"
I'm in the nations Capitol
But they're the ones
Faking the accompaniment

This crazy old man rambled verses of the bible in the middle of central park
No one cared to listen
He was just a crazy old man
Thin, malnourished, his wrinkles deeply embedded in his paper skin
Gave him the illusion of being wise
Though he had no idea of what he ranted on
The poetic flow of his words caught my ear
And pulled me in
"Whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things."
I pondered a while pacing through the park trails for the meaning of all of this
Night had fallen when i came across the old man again
Cozied up under a newspaper on the bench
His bible was placed under his head
And in  my ear
When i realized I had lost all things
I had lost *you

What will it be like when I'm


                              

                           ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                   ...gone
when I'm all but dust, will you live?          How about love?
when I no longer walk this earth
                                                          H­ow will it.       u  r
                                                                    ­             t              n

Will you even notice my






                                                        ­                                                                 ­                                                absence

I guess not.

Now I see where we

*                                      S
                                      T
                ­                      A
                                      N
 ­                                     D

Excuse for a minute I'm just having a bit of confusion  
You see, my entire identity is giving me some delusion
I don't who I am or where I'm going
They say it's normal; the experience of growing
Since when was psyche slandering of innocent so beautiful?
I didn't know one descicion could be so meaningful
Which dream do I chase?
At this age begins the race
To run to my future
But I face so much pressure
Im not sure which life will be missed
The city or the campus? Neither can I resist
I am an athlete I am musician I am a student
Sorry Dad, but I'm also not the most prudent
Which world holds a life that is brighter?
All that matters now is that I am a writer

Though you're gone
Your footprints stay
And when I walk on this earth
I feel you are still with me

Though you're gone
Your face lights up the sky
And when I gaze the stars
I feel you are still with me

Though you're gone
Your loved ones remain
And when we all share a laugh from distant memories
I feel you are still with me

Though you're gone
Your knowledge is vast
And when I learn something new
I feel you are still with me

Though you're gone
You forever remain in my heart
And whenever I think of you
You are still with me

Sweetheart, I promise
You are not alone
The day you stood strong
We. All. Wept.
And you kept your chin up
And stretched a smile across your face
And we, well we were wrecked
Shedding your tears
Feeling your pain
But then the unthinkable happened
Yes darling, it happened twice
In one month
In the time it took you to run for class president
Or the time it took to prepare a solo to play in orchestra
In the amount of time it took to take a deep breath from the hidden tears
Your world had shattered
And then we knew
You were in pieces
We sobbed silently to ourselves
So you wouldnt see us cry
Just as you had done the same
And we hold your hand and wipe your tears

And you're never alone
You had us the day we had to stand strong
And let you weep
Were working on holding your chin up
And cracking a smile every now and then
The love and support you have is so immense
And that's what makes you beam
In the darkest of hours