Without honor
There would be no order
Without order
There would be no peace
Without peace
There would be no tomorrow
Without tomorrow
There would be no longer love
Without love
There would be no us
Without us
We will all just rot in this place
That we call this world
That we keep destroying
Saying it's all for good
And that everything that's against us
Is wrong
And we are right
We are the only ones right
You can't stop this
It's too far gone
We'll destroy ourselves
And blow each other away
And with our last few seconds
And with our final breaths
What will you say
What will he say
No one will ever know
For sure
Because no one will ever be around
The stop and hear him
Whisper...
We are our own worst enemy
We are the victems of ourselves
All the wrong we have done
Can never be forgiven
As we take these final regrets
To our graves

In the last days of summer, I have seen,
What was in that golden haze,
Was but a dream.

In those fleeting moments, I have heard,
The sound of the mourning dove,
The truth in its call.

These final moments, these endings, are they truly?
What is an ending, but the time before a beginning?

Staring at a pole that reminds me of you.
And panic attacks. Her.
With your hand on her bare thigh.
My heartbeat quickening, eyes burning wet.
Escape. Tiny. White. Numb. Calm.
You don't see.
You don't know.
You're killing me.
That should be me.
Walk away, in silence.
Hurting. Alone.
It's over.
Months ago.
Let go.

Take my hand, friend
just for a sec-
let's leave this ****** land of
SATs, PSATs, APs,
and college admission essays and guidance counselors
and homework and pop quizzes and exams and whatever else-

                                          behind.

Let's be two again.

Let's make Pringle-chip-duck faces
and grin with orange peel smiles-
I'll paint my nails yellow and we'll read Dr. Seuss with British accents
in the dimming light of the old
falling-down fort of pillows and blankets (that's almost too small for us)

Let's pretend
              Let's pretend
                            Let's pretend

That we've never seen the glowing screen of
televisions, computers, IPods,
that we haven't spent weeks wearing down our thumbs on text messages.
              Let's forget fights over boys that weren't even all that hot.

Let's sit in my yard and eat raw cookie dough behind my momma's back
And make too-sweet fresh lemonade, and blow dandelions
(into other neighbor's yards, of course)
Spray garden hoses at each other
and laugh and scream and giggle and make mud-pies.
Let's make twenty different secret handshakes,
Eat wild raspberries and hide sticky fingers
And pinky promise- again and again- BFFs forever.

Let's lose ourselves in the bliss of childhood
just one more time- please.

                            Just in case Peter Pan decides to visit.

I am one month from forever,
Caps and gowns and then forever,
One night from a breakdown,
On my knees and now I’m face down.

I am crawling towards tomorrow,
Never now, always tomorrow,
Reaching out toward the distance,
Come so far, I’ll go the distance.

A question we ask almost daily,
Is what is love?
It is used constantly but no one
no one at all has the answer
here is my definition:

You can’t stop thinking
About her beautiful face
Or her starry eyes
And the looks she makes

One look from them
You fly from the inside
You look at them from a distance
And hate saying goodbye

You can’t stop thinking
About the right things to say
Because you want them there
All night and day

No matter what you’re doing
And no matter where you are
When you stare deep into the midnight sky
From the hood of the car

You can’t stop thinking about them
Or life without them there
When you’re gone away
Your soul is dark and bare

You never want to leave
Their comfort or their side
She gives you your support
And some place to hide

No matter what they do
No matter how they live
You can hear the worst of things
And no matter what forgive

You love them for what they are
And not how they appear
You love them for who they are
Pray they never disappear

You have a bad day
They brighten up your life
Even through the worst of things
Or the hurt or strife

True love is hard to find,
Very few ever will
They say everyone in the world
Has somebody to be paired to
I’m sorry world but
There’s six billion of you
Chances of it are slim to none at best
I guess what I’m saying is


If you ever find someone
Who grabs your heart and holds,
Hold on with all you got
Before they leave you behind

"Life is like a quick cup of coffee, find someone and hold on with all you got, or you'll end up drinking it alone"